Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 221 Meeting Her

Now that Dong Juncong was here, Yang Nianqing and Fan Meini simply led everyone to the reception room. Before they could even sit down, Su He anxiously asked, "Master, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Yang Nianqing didn't answer. Instead, he looked at her and asked, "Since you've been separated for so many years, you don't even know what she's become. What feelings do you still have for each other? Why be so persistent? Why not just live your own lives peacefully? Just like your ex-husband thinks."

Upon hearing this, Dong Juncong, who had followed in, was taken aback. Wouldn't this woman's words cause Su He to misunderstand? Dong Juncong immediately looked at Su He and, sure enough, saw Su He give him a faint glance. "No..."

Before Dong Juncong could finish speaking, Su He had already looked away. Su He looked at Yang Nianqing with a determined look in her eyes, "I don't care what he thinks. I am a mother. No matter what happens to my child, worrying about her has become my instinct. It's not about what she becomes. She is my daughter, the flesh of my own flesh. How could I not have feelings for her? No mother would abandon her child. Even though I have never spent time with her, she has my blood in her veins. She is the continuation of my life. She is the most important person in my life."

Hearing this, Yang Nianqing was momentarily stunned. Do all mothers think this way? Not necessarily.

"Master, did you see something?" Su He took a deep breath and nervously clenched her hands.

Yang Nianqing nodded. "I can tell. Your daughter is dead."

Yang Nianqing knew that Su He had probably already guessed that a short, sharp pain was better than a long, drawn-out one.

Fan Meini looked at Yang Nianqing in shock. Was it really that direct?

Su He's pupils contracted, she staggered, and her legs went weak, about to fall to the ground, but Ao Pan caught her quickly.

"Xiao He!" Ao Pan quickly helped her to sit down on the sofa next to him.

Su He's tears fell one after another, her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, and she felt so choked up that she was about to suffocate.

Her daughter is dead? Her daughter is dead? How could this be? She searched for 18 years, and now that she was about to get a clue, she was suddenly told that her daughter was dead?

"Ah!!!" Su He suddenly broke down and cried.

With tears in her eyes, Ao Pan hugged her tightly, patting her back comfortingly. How could things have turned out this way? She thought she would find Su He's daughter soon, but instead received news of her death.

"My daughter! My daughter! Why do you say she's dead! When did she die? What makes you think I should believe you?" Su He looked at Yang Nianqing with tears in her eyes, her eyes filled with disbelief and stubbornness. At this moment, she wished that Yang Nianqing was just a conman, that he was lying to her.

Seeing Su He's eyes, which seemed to be looking at a lifeline, Yang Nianqing sighed, "Since I graduated, I have never made a mistake. Since you are unwilling to believe me, there is no use in saying more. As for the exact time of her death, it is not very clear from your face, but I can roughly tell that you lost your daughter when you were 43 years old."

Su He pounded her chest with her fist. Her heart ached, her vision blurred, and her whole body trembled. She knew Yang Nianqing was telling the truth. Her ID card showed she was a year younger than her actual age—something no one knew. Online, she was listed as 42, but in reality, she was 43. She had just turned 43 a little over a month ago. If Yang Nianqing hadn't calculated it, she would never have known her actual age and wouldn't have revealed that her daughter was dead, and that she had died at the age of 43.

One month, just one month. Did her daughter die within that one month?
“Xiao He…” He was also disappointed upon hearing the news of his daughter’s death, but to be honest, he was a cold-hearted person. Although he was saddened by the death of his daughter whom he had never spent any time with, his sadness was limited. Instead, he was more worried about Su He.

He wanted to hug Su He to comfort her, but Su He dodged his hand as soon as he raised it.

"Dong Juncong, don't touch me! If it weren't for you! If it weren't for you! My daughter wouldn't have been lost, and I wouldn't have died without ever seeing her again! I hate you! Get out, get away from me!" Su He shouted in despair.

"Su He!" Why is she still so stubborn even after all this?

She knew Dong Juncong's body language so well; she couldn't detect any sadness in him at all. How could this man be so cold-blooded? The person who died was their daughter, not some insignificant cat or dog, but their only biological daughter! This man's heart was truly hard; how could her daughter have such a father?
Dong Juncong's face was somewhat unpleasant. Su He had run off on her own back then, so why was he being blamed for everything now? He wasn't happy about his daughter's death either.

Seeing Su He's heartbroken state, Liang Yuexin and Wang Hua exchanged worried glances, then looked pleadingly at Yang Nianqing. Su He was so pitiful; Yang Nianqing must have a way to let the mother and daughter see each other.

"Qingqing, could you let Aunt He see her daughter? Can you fulfill her wish?" Wang Hua was once sold by her mother to be married to someone in the afterlife. The ghost of that deceased person had been following her ever since the day their marriage was established, until Yang Nianqing finally got rid of it.

Since ghosts exist in the world, Su He's daughter must be a ghost now, right? Even if she is a ghost, she is still Su He's daughter. It should be possible for her to meet Su He, right?

"Sister-in-law, please help Actress Su, please help her summon her daughter's spirit." Fan Meini couldn't help but plead with Yang Nianqing for Su He's sake.

Hearing Wang Hua and the others say this, Su He looked at Yang Nianqing with hopeful eyes. Could Yang Nianqing let her daughter see her?

Yang Nianqing understood what Wang Hua and the others meant. Seeing Su He's eyes, Yang Nianqing softened. Su He had been searching for her daughter for 18 years, and now she was just asking to see her once. Was that too much to ask? Yang Nianqing frowned and said, "I can let you see your daughter once, and I can summon your daughter's ghost for you, but are you sure you want to see her? Your daughter is just a ghost now. Aren't you afraid?"

Su He quickly shook her head, "I'm not afraid. She's my own daughter. How could I be afraid? Please, Master, let me see her."

Dong Juncong thought they were completely insane. They suddenly said his daughter was dead, and he had already decided to accept and believe it. He thought it was the result of their long investigation, so why were they bringing up this nonsense now? What meeting? If his daughter was dead, why would they let the mother and daughter meet? And why were they bringing up some kind of soul-summoning ritual?
Yang Nianqing nodded. "You should remember your daughter's birth date and time, right? Give me her birth date and time."

Su He quickly wiped away her tears, found paper and pen, wrote down her daughter's birth date and time, and handed it to Yang Nianqing.

Yang Nianqing took the birth date and time chart. After half a minute, Yang Nianqing frowned. Why did this birth date and time chart feel so familiar?

(End of this chapter)