The mind-reading vegetative husband made the scumbag kneel down in tears

Chapter 136: Recognizing Meng Hui, but who is she?

"Mrs. Xiao Huo." Meng Hui forced a smile back.

Meng Hui was a man of natural beauty who acted in an upright and generous manner, but now he has become thin and haggard.

Wasn’t the process of returning to Beijing to pick up the dowry list smooth?

Chu Ciyou felt very uncomfortable - Meng Hui was her half-brother, but she didn't dare to recognize him immediately.

What if both the Meng family and the An family dislike her existence?

"I brought the dowry list, and Mr. Huo has just examined it. The Phoenix Jade Bottle... please give it up." Meng Hui was polite.

Chu Ciyou looked at Huo Tingchen.

"Wife, come here." Huo Tingchen smiled gently.

Chu Ciyou walked over and sat next to him.

The armrest of the sofa is right next to the wheelchair, so rounding it off, the two of them are sitting next to each other.

"Mr. Meng is telling the truth, and he is willing to pay a high price to buy back the Phoenix Jade Bottle. What do you think?" Huo Tingchen asked for her opinion in a low voice.

The atmosphere is now set, it's the best time to get to know each other.

But whether to admit it or not depends on her.

"Mrs. Xiao Huo, in addition to buying back at a high price, I can also add other chips." Meng Hui became nervous.

If they were unwilling to give, would he use force against them?

I kind of don’t want to!

Chu Ciyou missed her deceased mother deeply, and taking things by force would hurt her heart.

Although they had only met a few times, he didn't want to hurt her.

"Master Meng, I want to hear your mother's story." Chu Ciyou's fingers unconsciously clenched his trouser legs.

I really want to know what my mother went through before she became mentally ill and wandered to Fengxian County?

Is that experience worth her being honest with Meng Hui?

"Family matters...are not to be told to outsiders." Pain appeared in Meng Hui's eyes, and his voice became hoarse.

Chu Ci's heartstrings tightened, and he blurted out, "Why?"

"Mrs. Xiao Huo, are you... curious?"

"Yes!"

Chu Ciyou nodded vigorously, "If Patriarch Meng is willing to be honest, then the Phoenix Jade Bottle can be given directly."

If you are not honest, I won’t sell it to you!

Meng Hui frowned and hesitated.

Wouldn't it be a joke if you told others about the little things that happened at home?

Can be compared with the Phoenix Jade Bottle...

Meng Hui weighed the pros and cons in his mind again and again, and finally, the scales of his heart leaned towards his biological mother.

Maybe the Phoenix Jade Bottle can bring news about his mother. He would not hesitate even if he was kicked out of the Meng family!

"It's a long story..." Meng Hui took a deep breath and finally began to tell the story of An Zhiyi's legendary life.

"My mother, An Zhiyi, was the youngest daughter of the An family and was very much loved. When she was 18, she met my father under the arrangement of her parents. They fell in love at first sight and got married soon.

The luxury of that year's wedding can be seen from the dowry list.

But the good times didn't last long. When I was three years old, my father had an affair. From then on, the two began to quarrel endlessly.

My mother was so sad that she gradually lost her mind. In the end, she was no longer able to take him out of the house, and she was unable to complete her job as the mistress of the Meng family.

My father brought Aunt Gui into the family to take charge, which was the last straw that broke the camel's back for my mother.

She ran away from home.

The Meng and An families sent people to search everywhere, and finally announced that the mother was dead... and held a funeral.

I was still young at the time and thought my mother was really dead. It was not until half a year ago that I learned that my mother had taken away the most valuable antiques in her dowry.

How could a mentally ill person know to take those things with him?

I began to look for my mother's whereabouts secretly, until one day I happened to buy back an antique from her dowry and found Fengxian County.

You all know what happened next.”

The moisture in the corners of Meng Hui's clear eyes could not be concealed.

The antiques in the dowry list appeared one by one, but where was the mother?

After hearing his words, Chu Ciyou and Huo Tingchen were silent.

Since ancient times, wealthy families have had many secrets, and Meng Hui probably doesn’t know all of them.

Otherwise, how could the Meng family and the An family collectively acknowledge that An Zhiyi was dead when they clearly hadn't found anyone?

Huo Tingchen thought of what Chu Xuekun said: I raised the child for them!

Could it be that An Zhiyi fled from the Meng family while pregnant?

The time doesn't match!

Chu Ciyou just turned 20 this year and is four years younger than Meng Hui.

This means that An Zhiyi was not pregnant when she left the Meng family.

Whose daughter is Chu Ciyou?

"Hubby, tell me!" Chu Ciyou couldn't bear to see Meng Hui sad, so she held Huo Tingchen's hand tightly.

"Yeah." Huo Tingchen took out a photo of Yao An before her death and asked Meng Hui, "Do you know her?"

"Mother……"

Meng Hui blurted out.

"She is Yao An, Xiaoyou's mother." Huo Tingchen said.

"impossible!"

Meng Hui stood up, unusually excited, "She is my mother. I remember what she looks like. I have her photo... and so on."

He stopped suddenly and looked at Chu Ciyou in disbelief.

Oh my God, it was not until now that he realized that Chu Ciyou’s face had the shadow of his mother!

"You, you..." Meng Hui pointed at Chu Ciyou, his face filled with sadness after being surprised.

Yao An is dead.

If Chu Ciyou is really his sister, then mother...he no longer has a mother!

"If you are willing, let's do a DNA test!" Chu Ciyou said with difficulty.

Meng Hui stared at her for a long time before nodding: "Okay."

On the same day, Huo Tingchen asked Bai Jing to arrange a DNA test for them.

Perhaps because he was too stimulated, Meng Hui remained silent.

His silence made Chu Ci so sad that he wanted to give up recognizing his relatives.

"Give him some time." Huo Tingchen comforted softly, "I don't think he can accept that An Zhiyi is dead."

Chu Ciyou's eyes were red, and he responded softly: "Hmm..."

In fact, there was another reason that made her sad.

Judging from the age difference, she couldn't be a child of the Meng family.

So from Meng Hui's perspective: his biological father cheated on his wife, and in the end his biological mother also left him.

Meng Hui probably can't accept this!

But does he want his mentally ill mother to wander around the world?

With my mother's beauty, she was bullied wherever she went.

And the treasures she carried... could be killed and silenced in a matter of minutes!

With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Chu Ciyou felt for the first time after his rebirth that Chu Xuekun didn't seem so bad after all.

At least he took his mother in and gave her a home - a home built hypocritically.

And, with her...

Chu Ciyou felt as if a bottle of five flavors had been overturned in his heart, and it was difficult to tell the taste.

"Chu Xuekun is not a good person either. But those few years may have been the warmest time for your mother." Huo Tingchen said.

"Um……"

"Besides, you are not his child."

"what?"

Chu Ciyou raised his head in shock, his pupils and heart contracting together.

Huo Tingchen sighed: "I went to the prison to see Chu Xuekun, and he said it himself."

"Whose child am I?"

Chu Ci was worried and confused.

Not the Meng family, nor the Chu family, who is she? How did she come here?

"Don't worry, check it slowly. Besides, it's not important." Huo Tingchen held her hand tightly. "Just remember that you are Mrs. Xiao Huo."

Tears flowed down, and sadness became a river.

Chu Ciyou covered her mouth, squatted down, and buried her head in Huo Tingchen's arms.

Who is she? !