Chapter 77 – 77 77 The Heartless Mother

Chapter 77: Chapter 77: The Heartless Mother Chapter 77: Chapter 77: The Heartless Mother Lin Fangwei thought her “cousin” was visiting Meng Wanhua’s house, hence her statement.

Meng Jingfen shook her head.

“The cousin, Meng Chuyue, sells fruit at a store in front of the First High School.

She works from six in the morning to eight at night.

You can just call her during her working hours.”

Lin Fangwei’s eyes sparkled with amusement as she handed over twenty thousand yuan to Meng Jingfen.

“Alright, I’ll handle it myself.

However, even if our blood types match, the compatibility might not necessarily succeed.

You can’t delay your plan on your end either.”

This time, Meng Jingfen did not refuse.

…

After Meng Jingfen had left, Lin Fangwei suddenly thought of a question: Why does my aunt’s daughter have the surname Meng?

And that name, Meng Chuyue…

Why does it sound so familiar?

When had she heard it before?

Lin Fangwei thought for a long time but couldn’t remember, so she decided to go to the gate of the First Middle School to see for herself.

A few minutes later, Lin Fangwei saw Meng Chuyue.

First, she felt…

jealous of her overly delicate appearance.

Then, she noticed a problem: Meng Chuyue’s eyes and eyebrows resembled those of Zhao Sulan’s mother.

Could it be…

Due to the bizarre nature of her own background, Lin Fangwei’s imagination went wild, suspecting that Meng Chuyue was actually Meng Wanhua’s “daughter.”

It wasn’t impossible.

Their ages were similar; if swapping was possible one way, why not the other?

This speculation thrilled her.

If Meng Chuyue was her half-sister from the same father, the chance of compatibility succeeding was even higher.

She might not have to die.

…

Returning home contentedly, Lin Fangwei saw Zhao Sulan beaming and Lin Youdong with a complex expression.

Puzzled, she asked, “What’s going on?”

Because she didn’t want Lin Youdong and Zhao Sulan to see the fruit Meng Wanhua had given her, she had left the fruit in the car and carried only her handbag.

Zhao Sulan gestured for her to come into her room, “Good news, let’s talk in your room.”

Once in Lin Fangwei’s room, Zhao Sulan closed the door and burst out laughing for a while, then whispered, “Today your dad met Meng Wanhua’s brother, who told him a shocking secret.”

She paused deliberately, her eyes filled with mockery and malice.

“What shocking secret?” Lin Fangwei was actually not very interested.

Since she found out Zhao Sulan was not her biological mother, she had felt repulsed by her, but for the sake of survival, she had to pretend to be affectionate.

“Turns out, Meng Jingfen is Meng Wanhua’s older brother’s daughter, and Meng Wanhua’s daughter is Meng Chuyue.

Now you understand, right?”

Zhao Sulan never doubted that Meng Chuyue was Lin Youdong’s biological daughter.

Otherwise, why would Meng Wanhua have hidden it?

She was very angry when she first heard about it, resenting Meng Wanhua for not helping her.

But soon she was delighted.

What does it matter if Meng Wanhua had painstakingly schemed?

She had ultimately failed.

Meng Wanhua, who already had leukemia, was probably going to die from anger tomorrow.

Haha, she wasn’t angry, she was happy.

Lin Fangwei finally grasped what had happened…

and cried.

Her tears were not ones of joy but of anger.

She felt slightly happy.

Now that Meng Chuyue’s origin could be openly acknowledged, she didn’t need to scheme anymore.

But how could Meng Wanhua, her own mother, be so heartless to her?

Meng Chuyue was Zhao Sulan’s daughter, her enemy’s daughter, and yet she chose to protect that wretched woman instead of watching her own daughter die.

Why?

Why?

Why?

Just because she had cursed at her on the day she found out about her birth?

She had only been too frightened that day, and besides, what she said wasn’t wrong.

Even if it were wrong, Meng Wanhua shouldn’t just stand by and watch her die, right?

Lin Fangwei wanted to confront Meng Wanhua immediately, but Zhao Sulan and Lin Youdong had already decided to go see Meng Wanhua now…

Joining them, she couldn’t say much.

Forget it, she would talk about it later.

Just like Zhao Sulan said, what does it matter how hard Meng Wanhua tried?

Didn’t she still fail?

A failure so near to success…

must be more heartbreaking, right?