From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 98 The Path to Reconciliation: When Past Misunderstandings Are Settled

Wen Nuan's mother's cries tore at her heart, and her repeated cries of "I'm sorry" were like sharp knives, cutting into the wounds that had finally scabbed over.

The old scars were ruthlessly opened, and blood was shed.

Wen Nuan hugged her mother tightly, but her body couldn't stop shaking.

"Back then...back then I was forced into it!" The mother recounted the scene of that year in a halting voice, her voice hoarse and filled with endless regret.

"Your grandfather was seriously ill, and the company was on the verge of bankruptcy. Someone offered... offered to trade you for a sum of money to save your grandfather and the company. I... I was..." Mother burst into tears, tightly clutching the warm hand. "I was really desperate! They said that if they sent you away, they could buy our family a way out. I... I thought that if I sent you to a wealthy family, you would live a good life..."

My mother's words were like bombs, exploding in my warm mind.

She always thought she was abandoned and hated by her family.

But now, the truth is so cruel and so heartbreaking.

She seemed to see the helpless woman back then who had to make such a painful choice for the sake of her family and survival.

The warm heart seemed to be torn into pieces, but was tightly glued together by an inexplicable force.

She understood her mother's difficulties and the love buried deep in her heart.

"Mom..." Wen Nuan choked and hugged her mother tightly, "I know... I know it's not easy for you either..." The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried, their tears blending together, as if to wash away the pain and misunderstanding of the past twenty years.

At this time, Mo Han gently walked to Wen Nuan, held her in his arms, and gave her silent comfort.

Grandma Mo also came over and looked at the mother and daughter hugging and crying with a complicated look in her eyes.

She spoke slowly: "Let the past be the past, what's important is the present..."

Doctor Chen and Lawyer Lin stood aside, observing everything quietly.

Doctor Chen pushed his glasses up, and a barely perceptible gleam flashed in his eyes.

Lawyer Lin remained calm throughout, holding a file bag in his hand, which seemed to contain something important.

Reporter He's camera kept flashing, recording this touching scene.

She keenly caught the hesitation in Grandma Mo's words and the gleam in Doctor Chen's eyes.

She thought to herself: It seems that there is a deeper story behind this...

Suddenly, a low voice broke the brief silence.

"I don't agree." A well-dressed, imposing middle-aged man walked in from outside, staring at Wen Nuan with cold eyes, "This woman is not worthy of entering our house!"

The middle-aged man - the warm uncle, stood arrogantly at the door, like an icy barrier, isolating the family affection that had just warmed up in the house.

"I don't agree!" he repeated, his tone firm and unquestionable.

"This woman is not worthy of entering our home! Who knows what her purpose is in approaching our family and my father?"

Wen Nuan's mother's face turned pale in an instant. Her lips trembled, and she wanted to explain herself, but she didn't dare to look directly at her uncle's aggressive gaze.

Mo Han stepped forward, protecting Wen Nuan behind him. He glared fiercely at Wen Nuan's uncle, "Uncle, Wen Nuan is my wife. I know her best. As for her purpose, I think you know better than anyone who sent her away for money!"

Mo Han's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's ears.

Grandma Mo's face darkened and she glared at her uncle fiercely: "Enough! This matter ends here!"

But the uncle didn't give up. He sneered, "Is it over now? Why? If it weren't for her, our family wouldn't have..."

"Shut up!" Wen Nuan suddenly interrupted him, her tone calm, yet with a force that could not be ignored.

"Uncle, I know you harbor resentment towards me and think my return will bring trouble to the family. But I can assure you, I came back simply to make up for the loss of family affection. I have no ill intentions." Wen Nuan took a deep breath, took the document bag from Lawyer Lin, and handed it to Uncle. "These are some suggestions I have for the development of our family business. Perhaps they will be helpful to you. Whether you accept them or not is your choice."

The uncle took the file bag suspiciously and flipped through a few pages casually. The contempt on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a hint of surprise.

Mother Wen Nuan looked at her uncle nervously, her hands tightly clasped together.

Grandma Mo couldn't help but lean over and look at the contents of the document.

After a long moment, the uncle raised his head and looked at Wen Nuan with a complicated expression: "Did you make all these... yourself?"

Wen Nuan nodded calmly: "Yes."

The uncle was silent for a moment, closed the file bag, and handed it back to Wen Nuan: "I need time to think about it."

"Of course." Wen Nuan took the briefcase and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The atmosphere in the room eased a little, but there was still a hint of tension.

Grandma Mo coughed lightly and broke the silence: "Okay, everyone sit down, let's have a good chat..."

At this moment, Wen Nuan's mother trembled as she pointed at an old photo on the wall and said with a sob, "...this photo..."

The warm mother pointed with trembling fingers at the yellowed old photo on the wall. It was a family portrait, and everyone in the photo was filled with happy smiles.

"This... this is when you were a child, you loved to ride on your grandfather's neck..." The mother's voice was choked and tears flashed in her eyes.

Wen Nuan approached and gently stroked the little self in the photo. The floodgates of memory opened instantly, and fragmented fragments of childhood came flooding in like a tide.

She remembered her grandfather's kind smile, the happy times they spent chasing butterflies in the garden, and the deep reluctance in her grandfather's eyes on the day she was sent away.

"Do you still remember? When you were a kid, your favorite thing about eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake your grandma made..." Grandma also came over, her eyes full of love, "You always pestered me for it, and every time you ate it, your mouth was full..."

In my warm mind, pieces of sweet and soft osmanthus cake emerge. It is the most beautiful taste in my memory.

Her nose felt sore and tears welled up in her eyes again.

The uncle also came over and pointed at a man in a suit in the photo and said, "This is your father. He...he has always missed you..." The uncle's voice was a little hoarse, and there were tears in his eyes.

Wen Nuan looked at the strange man in the photo, feeling mixed emotions.

She had never met her father and didn't even know his name.

Family members gathered around old photos, sharing memories of the past, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

The warm heart is filled with emotion and regret.

Mo Han stood quietly by, watching Wen Nuan interact with her family, his eyes filled with relief and love.

Wen Nuan would occasionally look at him, and their eyes would meet. Without words, they could feel each other's warmth.

At this moment, Lawyer Lin's cell phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, his expression changed slightly, and he walked aside to answer the phone.

"What?... Are you sure?... I understand..." Lawyer Lin hung up the phone, walked to Wen Nuan with a serious expression, and whispered a few words in her ear.

Wen Nuan's face turned pale in an instant. She looked at Lawyer Lin in disbelief, her lips trembling as she said, "...This...how is this possible..." She suddenly turned her head to look at her uncle, her eyes full of confusion and shock.

My uncle's face also became very ugly. He avoided the warm gaze, his eyes flickered, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"I..." He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

The atmosphere in the room became solemn again, as if an invisible pressure was enveloping everyone.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and a man in a black suit walked in, followed by several burly bodyguards.

The man walked up to the uncle, bowed respectfully, and then whispered, "Chairman, the time has come..."

Wen Nuan took a deep breath, trying to control her trembling emotions, and slowly spoke: "Uncle, I know you still have some grudges against me, but I sincerely hope to make up for the regrets of the past and do my part for the family. I understand that the company has been having financial difficulties recently, and I am willing to use my personal savings to help the company overcome the difficulties."

The warm words were so powerful that everyone present was shocked.

A hint of appreciation flashed in Grandma Mo's eyes, and Mo Han held her warm hand tightly, giving her silent support.

Uncle's expression became even more complicated. He didn't expect Wen Nuan to be so proactive and sincere.

"Are you...are you sure?" Uncle's voice trembled a little.

Wen Nuan nodded firmly: "I'm sure. I know this money may not mean much to you, but it's a token of my appreciation and a contribution I want to make to the family."

Wen Nuan's mother excitedly held Wen Nuan's hand, tears streaming down her face: "Child, you have grown up..."

The uncle took a deep breath and said slowly: "Okay, I accept your kindness."

Just when the atmosphere was gradually easing, the news brought by Lawyer Lin once again brought everything to a standstill.

The news that Lawyer Lin brought was that Wen Nuan was sent away not simply for money, but was related to a power struggle within the family, and Wen Nuan was just a victim of this struggle.

This news was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in everyone's ears.

Wen Nuan looked at her uncle in disbelief, her eyes filled with pain and disappointment.

My uncle's face became even uglier. He opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but nothing came out.

"I... I need to calm down." Wen Nuan said, turned around and left the room, with Mo Han following closely behind her.

After Wen Nuan left, the atmosphere in the room became more solemn.

Grandma Mo sighed and said slowly, "This matter must be thoroughly investigated."

My uncle's face was gloomy and uncertain. He clenched his fists tightly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, the man in black spoke again: "Chairman, we really can't delay any longer..."

The uncle took a deep breath and made a decision: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Grandma Mo and her mother anxiously tried to stop it, but were stopped by the bodyguards.

The man in black took the uncle out of the room, leaving everyone looking at each other in confusion.

Wen Nuan returned to her room, locked herself in the bathroom, and let the cold water wash over her body.

She felt like a chess piece being played, surrounded by family affection and lies.

Mo Han knocked gently on the bathroom door: "Wu Nuan, are you okay?"

Wen Nuan took a deep breath, trying to control her emotions. She opened the bathroom door and looked at Mo Han, her eyes filled with helplessness and confusion: "Mo Han, what should I do?"

Mo Han hugged Wen Nuan in his arms distressedly and stroked her hair gently: "Don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

Wen Nuan leaned in Mo Han's arms, feeling his warm embrace, and her heart gradually calmed down.

"Mo Han," Wen Nuan raised her head, looked into Mo Han's eyes, and said seriously, "I want to hold a family meeting and clarify everything."

Mo Han nodded: "Okay, I support you."

Wen Nuan took a deep breath, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes: "This time, I must control my own destiny." She picked up her phone and made a call: "Hello, is this Lawyer Lin? Please help me arrange a family meeting tomorrow..." Lawyer Lin's voice came from the other end of the line: "Okay, I got it..." Wen Nuan hung up the phone and turned to look at Mo Han, her eyes full of determination: "Mo Han, let's go."