Unveil Her Secret Identities
Chapter 243 Yao Meishu’s Sophistry_1

Chapter 243: 243 Yao Meishu’s Sophistry_1

When she found out, she too had thought it to be incredibly unbelievable. She had previously doubted whether she was the daughter of Lu Yao, but she had never questioned her maternity to Yao Meishu.

Lu Yao looked up at Yao Meishu and it seemed that he understood everything instantly.

Yao Meishu was kind to Jiahao, so why couldn’t she spare any love for Qingyi?

Why did she demand Qingyi be sent away at birth?

Why did she always show indifference to Qingyi, without a shred of warmth for her?

Why...

All of it, just because Qingyi was not her daughter, nor his daughter.

"When did you start to suspect?"

Yao Meishu took a deep breath to regain her composure.

A truth that was hidden for almost twenty years was uncovered by Qingyi now.

She thought no one would know about this after her mother passed away.

Qingyi shouldn’t have been born, let alone live in this world.

"I didn’t suspect."

The expression in Qingyi’s eyes was cold.

Yes, she didn’t suspect her identity, and discovered the secret unintentionally.

"Meishu, what’s going on?"

Lu Yao looked at Yao Meishu, for the first time in his life, his gaze towards Yao Meishu was cold.

"I’ll explain later."

Yao Meishu’s heart skipped a beat, her heart suddenly tightened.

She cared about Lu Yao. If not, she wouldn’t have married him, wouldn’t have done everything to marry him.

"Who are my parents?"

Qingyi gently closed her eyes and soberly asked.

Yao Meishu knew, she knew everything.

"I don’t know."

Yao Meishu took a deep breath. Her voice was chilling.

Qingyi stared into Yao Meishu’s eyes saying, "You know."

"Whether you believe it or not, my answer is still ’I don’t know’."

Yao Meishu took out a tissue, wiped her mouth calmly, her facial expression remained unmoved.

Qingyi let out a cold laugh: "Hmm."

She didn’t know?

She didn’t believe.

"If you break up with him, I will arrange a marriage for you and I will tell you the details I know."

Yao Meishu pulled out a chair and sat down. Unexpectedly, she began to speak. Her glance swept over Boyan, her dislike blatantly obvious.

The young man was very handsome, but she didn’t like handsome men.

"In your dreams."

Qingyi left these words behind, leading Boyan out of the room.

"By the way, don’t you want to see your son?"

Opening the front door, Qingyi suddenly halted. She turned to glance at Yao Meishu before swiftly shutting the door behind her, disappearing from Yao Meishu and Lu Yao’s sight.

"What’s going on?"

Lu Yao was taken aback by Qingyi’s words. He looked at Yao Meishu dubiously.

"Lu, I really don’t know anything. I remember when I was pregnant, the doctor revealed that I was carrying a girl, you were so happy then, and I too was very happy.

But, but when she was born, she came with a target on her back. You know, I fainted after giving birth and when I woke, beside me laid a baby girl.

I was petrified, I dare not say it. You also know how your parents looked down on me back then, just because of my upbringing. I was afraid.... afraid I had lost our son.

I could only mistake Qingyi as my own daughter, but I just couldn’t accept it, so for the cause of my postnatal depression, I asked you to send her away. I really didn’t intend to... "

All of a sudden, Yao Meishu knelt down, her eyes welling up with tears, she looked repentant.

"I was wrong..."

Yao Meishu’s voice grew choking, her eyes brimming with tears.

Lu Yao was stunned. He obviously believed Yao Meishu’s words.

In his eyes, Yao Meishu had always been the cool and detached Goddess. She rarely cries. Now that she was crying, she must be telling the truth.

Back then, he fell for Yao Meishu because of her cold aura, which Qingyi has a resemblance to now.

"It’s okay, Qingyi said she knows where our son is."

Lu Yao helped Yao Meishu up, his voice was gentle, there was no accusation in his words towards Yao Meishu.

He believed Yao Meishu’s words and trusted that she would not deceive him.

"I’ll give her a call."

Yao Meishu quickly pulled out her phone from her pocket, and dialed Qingyi’s number.

"The number you dialed is on a call, please try again later..."

The familiar automated woman’s voice repeated over and over. Yao Meishu put down her phone, she knew she must have been blocked by Qingyi.

"Let me try calling her."

Lu Yao sighed helplessly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed Qingyi’s number, but as expected, Lu Yao was also blocked.

"Forget it, I’ll go to Kyoto in a few days and find Qingyi there."

Lu Yao sighed lightly and put his phone on the table, speaking slowly.

He knew that rushing out now wouldn’t lead him to Qingyi, Qingyi wouldn’t stay long in Jin City, she would still need to go back to school.

He could only find time to visit Kyoto and look for Qingyi. He has to find his own son, after all, he is his flesh and blood.

As for Qingyi... if she was willing to forgive them, he would consider Qingyi as his own daughter, and persuade Yao Meishu to be nicer to Qingyi.

"Lu, I’m sorry."

Yao Meishu lowered her eyelids, looking regretful.

"It’s not your fault."

Lu Yao gently patted Yao Meishu on the shoulder.

Yao Meishu had fainted, it wasn’t her fault, it was because he was too busy. He wasn’t able to be by Yao Meishu’s side when she was in labor.

"It’s my fault. I regret it so much now. Every time I see Qingyi, I think of our son, and I can’t help losing my temper."

Yao Meishu ferociously shook her head, her tears "ploshing" down, looking pitiful.

She looked so very lovable.

"Don’t blame yourself, it’s really not your fault. Let’s take a walk outside after dinner, don’t think too much, okay?"

Lu Yao held Yao Meishu in his arms, his voice was gentle.

Seeing Meishu’s state, it broke his heart. Meishu always maintained a cold demeanor, when had she ever been like this?

"Alright."

Yao Meishu wrapped her arms around Lu Yao’s waist, her eyes sparked with a glint.

Her eyes, which appeared soft, weak, and pitiful, glowed with a hint of hatred when Lu Yao was not looking.

Yes, right, it was hatred.

She had always known that Lu Yao was attracted to her cold and detached persona, but was this her real character?

Of course not, she thought this act she put on was rather exhausting.