Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The fresh scent from his body filled her nose, making her heart turn numb.
Such a feeling came so strongly and naturally, but it made her furious. She had always wanted to be free of him and forget him, but it was extremely difficult to do it.
When she first saw him, it was like the beginning of the end.
She had hated, resented and was hurt, but she still could not really remove him from the bottom of her heart.
Why? Why couldn’t she let go?
She lifted her eyes and stared fixedly at his face.
She seemed to have not looked at him carefully for a long time. He was still handsome, his facial features good-looking, and his breath was familiar and simple.
Yan Hua bit her lip hard, reminding herself to be clear-headed and not to be charmed by him.
“What should be said and what should not be said, we already made it clear before our divorce.” Yan Hua struggled to break free from his embrace, not wanting to say anything more to him. Her fingertips touched the door handle and intended to pull the door open.
“You’re not Yan Cheng’s biological daughter.”
Behind her, the man’s clear and deep voice suddenly floated to her ears.
Yan Hua’s hand on the door handle stopped.
Her fan-like thick eyelashes fluttered violently.
She turned around quickly, looking at the man with a serious expression, her voice hoarse. “What did you say?”
She was not her Daddy’s daughter?
How was that possible?
It was Daddy who treated her the best ever since she was young.
If Yan Cheng was not her biological Daddy, why was he so good to her?
“Huahua, I only found out about it after Yan Cheng went into prison. Your biological father was actually an undercover agent, he was my foster father.”
Yan Hua shook her head, the blood draining from her face. “Bo Yan, what nonsense are you talking about? I don’t understand a word.”
Bo Yan had originally wanted to keep this secret until his death.
He did not want her to be hurt a second time. If he told her the truth, she would not be able to accept it.
But now, time was running out because of her heart problem.
If he did not say it now, she would not accept his help and would not forgive him, let alone agree to marry him again.
Yan Cheng’s death, the Yan family’s bankruptcy was a gap between them that could not be crossed.
He must untie this knot in her heart.
Although the process would make her suffer.
Bo Yan told her about what had happened to his father when he was undercover and what role Yan Cheng played in it.
“If I hadn’t gone to my relative’s house, I would also have been buried in the fire. I thought you and mother were gone, but I didn’t expect Yan Cheng to save you from the big fire and adopt you.
“Huahua, Yan Cheng was good to you not because he loved you, but he felt guilt towards you. If it was not for him, your parents would still be alive.
“Huahua, I agreed to the divorce because I learned that you were my sister. I can’t force my family anymore, so I wanted to set you free. Actually, I never wanted to let go.”
Yan Hua covered her ears with her hands, glaring at Bo Yan with her eyes red.
She was unable to digest what he had just said.
Her chest started to hurt, the blood on her face draining away and she squatted down slowly.
Bo Yan saw her holding on to her chest, looking like she was in pain and almost suffocating, and he ran towards the bed, taking out the medicine she took for her heart disease.
“Huahua, open your mouth.”
Yan Hua shook her head that felt like it was going to split open and she shouted at Bo Yan. “I don’t believe what you said. Get out! I don’t want to see you!”
She had trusted wholeheartedly that even if the whole world had lied to her, her Daddy would never have done that. But for Bo Yan to say that he was the murderer who had killed her biological parents? How ludicrous and unbelievable!
How ridiculous and tragic that she had lived with an enemy with a blood feud for 20 years, and even regarded him as her most closest and most trusted person?
And Bo Yan was the elder brother her parents adopted?
How was it possible?
“Huahua, open your mouth and take the medicine.”
“I don’t want to take it. Go away!”
Looking at her turning paler, Bo Yan poured out a pill, put it in his mouth and pushed it into her mouth.
The tip of his tongue pressed against hers, forcing her to swallow the medicine.
“Huahua, I know you can’t accept that Yan Cheng was such a wicked person who hurt your biological parents, but this is the truth. He died a rightful death!”
Yan Hua’s long eyelashes were wet with tears.
“My mind is in a mess. Go. I need to digest it and calm down.”
Bo Yan reached out his long arm and carried Yan Hua up from the ground.
Ignoring the injury on his leg, he endured the discomfort and carried her to bed.
Yan Hua’s face was pale and she did not look at him at all.
Bo Yan covered her with a blanket, took out his phone and went to the living room to give Nan Zhi a call.
…
When Nan Zhi received Bo Yan’s call, she rushed down.
Yan Hua had her face buried in the pillow and was crying silently.
“Huahua, what happened? Did Bo Yan bully you?”
Yan Hua shook her head with tears in her eyes, her voice choked and hoarse. “He told me I’m not Yan Cheng’s daughter and that Yan Cheng killed my biological parents.”
Nan Zhi was stunned.
She had heard from Mu Sihan that Bo Yan’s parents were hurt badly by Yan Cheng, but she did not expect that Bo Yan’s parents were Yan Hua’s biological parents.
“Zhizhi, should I believe him?”
Nan Zhi pursed her lips and said carefully, “I think he wouldn’t use this to deceive you!”
“But he used and deceived my feelings before.”
Nan Zhi knew that Huahua, after being hurt by Bo Yan so deeply before, would not have a lot of trust in him.
Once bitten, twice shy!
People who had been hurt could not help but build thick walls in their hearts.
“Huahua, people will make mistakes. If what Bo Yan said is true, he must have repented. Give him another chance!”
Before Yan Hua could say anything, Su Mo’s voice suddenly sounded outside the door, “Xiao Hua, I called but you didn’t pick up. Nanny said that you’re unwell. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Thank you for coming, I’ll treat you to a meal next time!”
“Then have a good rest.”
Su Mo turned and went to the living room.
Just then, Bo Yan, who had gone to the hospital to dress his wounds, came back and saw Su Mo.
At the sight of Bo Yan, Su Mo became agitated and rushed forward, grabbing Bo Yan’s collar. “Did you make Xiao Hua sad again? Don’t you know that she has heart disease and can’t be agitated?”
Bo Yan shook off Su Mo’s hands that were on his collar. Those who had been in the army throughout the year, even if they were injured, would not regard a soft and tender rich second-generation heir like Su Mo.
When the nanny saw the two men fighting in the living room, she ran into the bedroom and said, “Huahua, Mr Bo and Mr Su are fighting!”
