Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

For Pei Cong, this reunion with his mother was something he had waited twenty-three years for.

As he watched, a wave of sadness washed over him. His previously relatively stable emotions were stirred by the sight of the mother and daughter embracing each other.

His eyes were slightly red.

He hadn't felt this excited in a long time.

"Luozhi, do you know that your mother has been hoping that you could come and see her?"

He took a few steps forward, his voice warm and slightly excited, "She waited and hoped, and in the end, she really did bring you back."

If you hold onto hope, there will be a response.

Pei Cong now believes this statement.

One second his wife was suffering and waiting, the next second she saw the light.

The appearance of the deer-shaped branch gave them even more confidence.

"I hope you can hear our explanation regarding what happened in the past."

He didn't ask for anything, nor did he expect her to acknowledge them immediately. He only asked that she tell them about what happened back then.

Furthermore, they have been searching for her all these years and have never given up.

"Yes, you must listen."

Bluebell's cries echoed in agreement.

"Mommy didn't abandon you, Mommy didn't forsake you, actually..."

In reality, it was her momentary kindness that harmed her daughter.

But she couldn't care less about that right now. Even if Luozhi hated or resented her in the future, she didn't care.

Lu Luozhi stared intently at the middle-aged man before her, who was still imposing and majestic—her biological father.

He seemed very moved, and even his eyes were a little teary.

He's a big shot who's always in the business news, and now he's even shedding tears. He's also a little apprehensive about getting closer, as if she'll just vanish into thin air if he gets any closer.

This feeling is really strange.

On the one hand, she was somewhat reluctant to acknowledge them, but on the other hand, she seemed to be moved by their pleading attitude.

Since her parents passed away, she has no parental protection and has never felt their love again.

Although she has the love of her grandparents, it is not the same as the love of her parents.

Sheng Shuang wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

As a mother, she just can't stand seeing these kinds of scenes.

Ying Huayu quietly handed her his handkerchief.

"After so many years of waiting, the family can finally be reunited."

He said in a low voice.

After taking it, Sheng Shuang wiped away her tears and sighed, "Yes, we can finally be reunited. We don't have to search for our child all over the country anymore."

"How are you feeling?"

Lu Luozhi pulled Lanling a little distance away, her eyes carefully observing Lanling's expression.

She looked haggard, pale, and listless. Her eyes were swollen and red like walnuts, indicating that she had been crying for a long time.

"Mom's okay, Mom's okay."

Lanling felt content just receiving a greeting from her.

She wiped away her tears, smiled, and said, "Mom will be discharged soon. She's just feeling a little unwell, it's nothing."

"Um."

Lu Luozhi glanced at her again; she looked like a candle swaying in the wind, about to fall.

"You should lie down in bed first, so you don't faint again."

With her eyes lowered and her expression calm, she helped her to the bedside.

For Lanling, her actions were undoubtedly a wonderful surprise.

She simply couldn't believe it, and let her help her lie back down on the bed.

The others watched her actions silently.

Lu Luozhi exchanged a glance with Ying Yuchuan, who had remained silent. He nodded to her in acknowledgment.

It means that no matter what she is about to say, he is prepared to stand in front of her.

So don't be afraid.

Her heart was filled with his silent words, and she smiled.

Taking a deep breath, she finally looked directly at Pei Cong and his wife.

"You don't need to guess anymore, I actually know I'm not the Lu family's biological son."

These words shocked Pei Cong and his wife, as well as Ying Hua and his wife.

She knows!

"This is what my grandmother told me herself when she was seriously ill. She told me about my origins and told me to find my biological parents."

Her words captivated the attention of both couples.

Pei Cong and Lan Ling, in particular, held hands tightly, their attention focused, listening intently to every detail of her words.

But when they heard what she said next, the couple felt a pang of sadness.

"Because we didn't have money for medical treatment, she didn't want to be a burden on me. But I didn't want to. At that time, I thought, since my biological parents don't want me, why should I go back to them?"

Her gaze was fixed on them.

"My parents have always been incredibly good to me. They love and spoil me. To me, they are my parents, and it doesn't matter that we are not related by blood."

"When you said I was your daughter just now, I was thinking, how could I possibly be your daughter? I'm so poor, and you're so rich. I don't want to admit it, I don't want to admit it, and I don't want to betray the parents who raised me."

"I have no choice but to accept the report you've produced."