Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

She raised her eyes and looked at Liang Cuiyu seriously. "I know Aunt Liang likes me very much, but... it's not appropriate to say that!"

"I have something to do at home, I have to go now!"

As she spoke, Yin Moling stood up.

"Lingling, let me finish what I have to say."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Liang Cuiyu quickly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Yin Moling noticed that because of the commotion they were causing, quite a few people in the coffee shop were now looking in their direction.

After all, I'm a celebrity, so I'm bound to be recognized.

Yin Moling glanced at Liang Cuiyu again, whose face was now filled with anxiety.

If I leave now, and she keeps yelling loudly without any regard for others, it won't be good for me either.

At that moment, Yin Moling also regretted it, wondering why she had agreed to her request in the first place.

So she shook off Liang Cuiyu's hand and sat down.

"I'm not leaving, you tell me!"

Yin Moling looked at her quietly.

"At that time, my wife had a difficult labor and gave birth to a daughter. I was still more than half a month away from my due date. I stayed up most of the night with my wife, and finally I couldn't hold back anymore and went into labor, and I gave birth to you... At that time, you were so cute and pink. I saw the clothes my wife's daughter was wearing, which my wife had flown to France to buy. The clothes you were wearing were just something I bought at a small commodity market. At that time... I was always indignant. Why should my good daughter have to live such a bad life? So I swapped your clothes. Since I was the one who took care of the child, no other family had seen it, so no one noticed!"

Liang Cuiyu said in a low voice.

Sitting to the side, Yin Moling was sweating profusely as she listened. She had been very skeptical of Liang Cuiyu's story from the start.

But the more specific and detailed her description, the more she had no choice but to believe it.

That's absolutely terrifying.

She used Shen Qingyou's identity; it's truly laughable of her.

The identity she had always been proud of actually didn't belong to her.

I always had a sense of superiority, but now that I think about it, it's a joke.

"I do not believe!"

Yin Moling looked at her coldly.

"It's true. I have no reason to lie to you about this. We can do it. You really are my precious daughter. It's because I know you are my daughter that I've always been cold and distant towards Shen Qingyou."

When Liang Cuiyu saw that she didn't believe her, she became very anxious.

"Since you've already told me to go and live a good life, why are you still trying to acknowledge me back now?"

Yin Moling questioned again.

For some reason, she found the whole thing utterly absurd, yet she believed it nonetheless.

They believed so strongly that they had such a shameful identity.

"I miss you so much. I really regret it now. If I had another chance, I would never choose you... I just want you by my side."

Liang Cuiyu spoke while crying, her emotions running high.

Tears and snot streamed down my face.

Looking at her like that, Yin Moling felt a wave of nausea.

But she had no choice but to stay here; she was in a real dilemma.

But! None of this was what she had envisioned in the first place.

She, the once perfectly respectable eldest daughter of the Yin family, suddenly became like this, the woman of someone she despised.