I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

The person who came in was Wan Yu, the second son of the Wan family and Wan Ziang’s father.

"Father."

Wan Yu nodded, and said gently, "Is it Miss Jing calling?"

"Yes, she gave it time." Wan Ziang walked over, sat down on the sofa, and used the computer to retrieve Wan Hao's evidence.

Wan Yu hummed, pondered for a moment, and sat down next to him, his eyes full of determination and indescribable complexity.

Half an hour later, Wan Ziang had prepared all the information. Noticing his silence, he whispered, "Father, are you afraid you'll regret it?"

After all, strictly speaking, Wan Yu and Wan Hao are related by blood, which cannot be changed. They are half-brothers with the same father.

"Of course not!" Wan Yu answered firmly: "My mother didn't have the opportunity to choose at the beginning. They owe me this!"

If it weren't for Mr. Wan, he wouldn't be an illegitimate child, and his mother wouldn't... commit suicide because she couldn't bear the infamy.

He had no choice, but his son still had time.

^

at the same time.

Jing Siyu got out of the car. She was wearing a mask and sunglasses, and her whole body was wrapped tightly.

There were very few people in the cafe at this time and it was almost about to close.

Sitting near the innermost leather sofa, with the curtains on the right drawn, Zou Ying calmly put down her coffee after hearing the sound of wind chimes as the door opened.

"sit."

Jing Siyu stared at her face for a while before sitting down opposite her. There was a flash of surprise in her eyes, and she clenched her fingers.

[Why do I feel like this stepmother looks a bit like the heroine?]

Zou Ying was wearing a white embroidered long dress with a beige shawl on the outside. Her long hair was tied up, revealing her fair and delicate neck.

Zou Ying is younger than her and has better skin. If the reward hadn't been taken back...

Seeing the comments, she took a sip of the coffee she had ordered in advance and looked aloof. "What do you want from me?"

Zou Ying smiled faintly: "Don't be restrained, just treat it as a casual chat between friends."

"No need." Jing Siyu said calmly: "If you have anything to say, just tell me directly. I don't like beating around the bush. The child is still waiting for me at home."

Zou Ying was silent for a moment. She looked at Jing Siyu, holding a thin spoon with her slender fingers, as if weighing her next words.

"Please hurry up."

Hearing Jing Siyu's words, Zou Ying smiled faintly. She was not surprised that she was hostile to her, so she followed Wan Hao's instructions and said, "You two should break up."

Jing Siyu pursed her lips and said nothing.

"You two aren't suitable, and his father wouldn't approve of this relationship. The best way out is to take the money and leave. Miss Jing, don't blame me for being harsh, but this is the best outcome."

She didn't want to mention what happened online. Wan Hao's insults were too harsh. She hoped that the other party could be smarter and maximize their interests. That would be the best.

Zou Ying took out a card from her bag, placed it on the table and pushed it over. "The password is your birthday. If you'd like, I'll write back to the old man right away."

Humiliating yourself with a card?!

Jing Siyu pulled the corners of her mouth, but couldn't smile. She just said stiffly: "I think you have misunderstood. The relationship between Wan Zhan and me is very simple."

She never took off the mask on her face.

Unfamiliar?

Wan Zhan's attitude doesn't seem like he's unfamiliar with Jing Siyu. It's clear that he has taken a fancy to her.

[What era is this? Do we still need to care about matching up?]

[You're sick. If you say it's not suitable, then it's not suitable. You can say whatever you want. Then forget about love in the whole world. Talk about money instead.]

[All I can say is that being well-matched is truly important; marriage is no joke.]

[Upstairs, you're a gold digger, right? You're so vulnerable!]

[...]

But the woman said that, so unrequited love is not impossible. Zou Ying paused for a moment, then quickly realized, "No problem, that would be the best. This card..."

"Silky rain!"

The door of the coffee shop was suddenly pushed open. Wan Zhan's coat was open, with beads of sweat on his forehead and red eyes. He looked around and found Jing Siyu.

He strode over and grabbed Jing Siyu's hand: "Follow me."

Jing Siyu was almost pulled down. She was wearing flat shoes today and she managed to keep her balance. Before she could come to her senses, Wan Zhan suddenly stopped.

Wan Zhan turned around and looked at Zou Ying with a complicated and somewhat puzzled look.

"You know what kind of person my dad is, why do you still listen to him?"

Zou Ying's expression remained unchanged as she gathered her shawl tightly around her shoulders and stood up. "He is my man, and also your father."

Blame her, why not blame yourself for not being strong enough and delaying others.

"So you just listen to him?" He laughed, his expression unusually cold. "Please go back and tell him I won't give in again."

The smile on Zou Ying's face seemed to freeze for a moment, but she didn't say anything else. She just lowered her eyebrows and smiled gently, "Okay, I'll tell you."

"Thank you."

It was polite and graceful, but the thanks were too distant.

Many fragmented thoughts flashed through Zou Ying's mind, but in the end she just stared at Wan Zhan's back, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

^

Wan Zhan drove his own car. Jing Siyu was sitting in the passenger seat. Seeing him close the door, she couldn't help but ask, "She... is yours..."

"Ex-girlfriend." Wan Zhan's eyes were calm, as if he was talking about someone unimportant.

Even though I had expected it when I saw Zou Ying's face that was too similar to my own, it was still not as shocking as hearing it with my own ears.

[I was like, holy shit! I felt weird just now. So there really is a secret, and it's such a big secret???]

[Stepmother, ex-girlfriend, etc., these two words are very clear when separated, but when put together... No, what level of play is this?!]

[Is there something wrong with my ears? Should I go to the hospital?]

[So, the heroine is probably a stand-in, right?]

substitute……

Jing Siyu pursed her lips, not knowing how to describe her feelings. Her eyelashes drooped, her eyes dazed. "So I'm her substitute?"

Wan Zhan was about to start the car when he heard this. He froze for a moment, as if lost in thought: "Why do you say that?"

"Don't you think I look a lot like her, Wanzhan?"

This was the first time Jing Siyu called him by his full name, but he was not happy at all.

"Wan Zhan," Jing Siyu took off her mask, revealing a pale face, and said in an unsteady voice: "Shouldn't you explain to me?"

Wan Zhan paused. He had never thought of hiding it from Jing Siyu, but he didn't know where to start for a moment. It was a past that he couldn't bear to look back on.

After a long while, he tilted his head and said in a nonchalant tone, "Zou Ying and I have known each other since high school, and we officially started dating after graduation. Later, my father found out and he didn't agree with us being together, so he... took her home. By the time I got back, it was too late."

Jing Siyu suddenly looked up at him, her eyes full of disbelief.

She thought of many possibilities: Wan Zhan fell in love with his stepmother but couldn't get her love, or even Wan Zhan and his stepmother were secretly in love, but she didn't expect it to be...