Having said this, Lin Mo pushed Ye Xuyao ​​forward slightly, winked at Ye Xuyao ​​and said, "Didn't you always have doubts about her? Now, the doubts have been resolved. She is yours.

Mother, she is your mother..."

Sadness gradually appeared on Ye Xuyao's originally cold and indifferent face, and then the sadness expanded bit by bit, and finally turned into hot tears. His small body suddenly threw himself into Lin Weiyang's arms, and he exerted all his strength with his little hands.

The child pulled Lin Weiyang's clothes, crying heartbreakingly. "Mother, mother... Xu Yao finally has a mother... Xu Yao is not an illegitimate son without a mother, Xu Yao is not..."

Lin Weiyang's whole body was shaking violently, and her heart was throbbing as if it was tearing her whole body apart. She knew that at this point, she could no longer hide or conceal it.

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Tightly hugging the son she never knew she had, her heart felt sour but happy. Why did things develop to this point? Is it her cowardice and selfishness, or does she care too much about A Li after all?

She was really afraid that A Li would be framed and harmed by Zhi Xuan, that's why she lied to him so cruelly, saying that getting close to him was all for Wushuang Palace.

However, only she knew that she had been kept in the dark like him from beginning to end. Until he suddenly disappeared one day when he was little Amo, and the people from Wushuang Palace went to find her and told her the so-called truth of the matter.

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They wanted her to deliberately get close to A Li again, but she ran away overnight and eventually accidentally fell off a cliff, leaving a hideous scar on her back that could never be erased for the rest of her life.

She loved him, so how could she possibly hurt him? It wasn't until the peerless young master Yizixuan forced her to marry a man that she finally saw him again...

The whole story was so complicated that she no longer wanted to recall the past. She knew that the most important thing now was now...

How could they go back and care about their former identities if they loved each other so much? How could she allow herself to abandon the happiness of the past three years and the son she didn't know existed in the past three years and continue to be obsessed with this world?

How about living in a daze?

She didn't care about Zizixuan, what kind of unparalleled young master he was, or what conspiracy he had in the dark. She just wanted to share the joys and sorrows with A Li now. No matter what was waiting for them ahead.
Chapter completed!