Unveil Her Secret Identities
Chapter 269 Yao Meishu’s Radical Thoughts_1

Chapter 269: 269 Yao Meishu’s Radical Thoughts_1

Aunt Lin: "..."

She doesn’t recognize her?

She had thought that Wen Wanyu and Yao Meishu must have met, but surprisingly, they had not.

Wen Wanyu asked, "How many people are in your family?"

Aunt Lin: "Are you asking about how many members are in the madam’s family?"

Wen Wanyu nodded and said, "Yes, that’s right."

"Oh, there are five...four members in madam’s family, a son, and a daughter."

Aunt Lin gave a dry chuckle. She nearly said five members.

If Yao Meishu denies the existence of Lu Qingyi, what would happen if she slips now?

Four?

The look in Wen Wanyu’s eyes instantly became icy cold. She was filled with a sudden wave of sympathy for the poor girl.

Even a servant can dismiss her so easily at home. Wen Wanyu couldn’t begin to imagine the life Lu Qingyi must have led these past nineteen years.

"Ah, ma’am, what should I call you?"

Yao Meishu came down from upstairs, a polite smile on her face, and her voice full of warmth.

She had done a bit of grooming to make herself appear more sprightly.

Wen Wanyu glanced up, and when she saw Yao Meishu, she was taken aback. She stared at Yao Meishu, her eyes not blinking.

No... how is this possible?

"Madam, what’s wrong?"

Yao Meishu approached Wen Wanyu, asking her in confusion.

Wen Wanyu was looking at her with a very strange expression.

"Qingyang..."

Wen Wanyu’s gaze was fixed on Yao Meishu’s face. She extended her hand, intending to touch Yao Meishu’s face, her fingertips trembling slightly.

The resemblance was striking. The woman in front of her seemed like Ruan Qingyang, albeit missing something.

Qingyang?

Ruan Qingyang?

Yao Meishu froze suddenly, retreating a few steps as she looked at Wen Wanyu in shocked disbelief.

Why does this person know Ruan Qingyang?

"I’m sorry, madam. Perhaps you’re mistaking me for someone else?"

Yao Meishu quickly regained her composure and smiled faintly, asking the question slowly.

She wouldn’t admit that she knew Ruan Qingyang. She didn’t believe this woman before her could do anything about it.

"You’re not Qingyang."

Wen Wanyu lowered her hand and took a small step back, her eyes instantly turning icy cold.

Ruan Qingyang was dead. She had personally buried Ruan Qingyang and watched as she was reduced to ashes.

Ruan Qingyang was a cool and cold character, always confident, stubborn, and never willing to admit defeat.

But the woman named Yao Meishu had a perpetual smile in her eyes, which were soft, and even a little fake.

While they looked similar, they were different in many ways. Facial features maybe resembling, yet different in many aspects.

"There are many people in the world who look alike, perhaps you’ve mistaken me for someone else, madam."

Yao Meishu sat down, offering a slight smile.

But her clenched fists were sweaty. She was extremely nervous inside.

"If the resemblance is too strong, it becomes suspicious."

Wen Wanyu also smiled; she looked at Yao Meishu, having already deduced that she knew something.

If her guess was correct, Yao Meishu and Ruan Qingyang could be twins or at least cousins.

"Madam, please have some tea."

Yao Meishu handed Wen Wanyu a cup of tea, a soft smile on her face.

"My name is Wen Wanyu."

Wen Wanyu introduced herself, her gaze never leaving Yao Meishu’s face.

Wen Wanyu?

The color in Yao Meishu’s face drained, her gaze visibly flickering as she looked at Wen Wanyu.

She knew about Wen Wanyu, having heard about her several times from Ruan Qingyang’s lips. She had unintentionally overheard the name.

Miss Wen Wanyu from the Kyoto Wen Family was from a particularly prestigious family. Thus, Yao Meishu remembered her name very clearly.

"So, you are familiar with Ruan Qingyang, right?"

Seeing Yao Meishu’s reaction, Wen Wanyu smiled. Indeed, Yao Meishu did know her; consequently, Yao Meishu must be familiar with Ruan Qingyang as well.

"I don’t know her."

Yao Meishu’s eyes flickered; she shook her head.

Wen Wanyu: "You know her."

"Why are you so sure?"

Yao Meishu asked, looking at Wen Wanyu amusedly.

"Because I brought up your son. I’ve always considered him as Qingyang’s son."

Wen Wanyu let out a self-mocking smile.

When she found out that Gu Yansi wasn’t Ruan Qingyang’s son, her biggest reaction wasn’t that she had raised someone else’s child for nothing. Instead, she felt incredibly stupid for having made such a mistake. She had lost Ruan Qingyang’s child.

Yao Meishu was dumbstruck; she was watching Wen Wanyu in disbelief.

So her son had been with Wen Wanyu. So, Wen Wanyu had a reason for visiting.

"Where is he?"

Yao Meishu’s voice trembled, her gaze glued to Wen Wanyu.

That child, she truly felt she owed him. But if she could turn back time, she would do it all again.

Wen Wanyu asked in return, "Do you care about him?"

Yao Meishu: "Of course I do."

"If you can be so indifferent to Lu Qingyi, why should I believe that you would care about a son whom you’ve never seen since birth?"

There was a mocking tone in Wen Wanyu’s voice. She felt particularly disheartened for Lu Qingyi.

Such a mother...

"Why should I be good to Lu Qingyi? Why should I care for her when she’s not my daughter? I did not smother her to death; that in itself is an act of great mercy."

Yao Meishu took a deep breath and cried out.

Yes, Lu Qingyi was not her daughter. Yao Meishu felt no obligation to be kind to her. All her maternal love was spent on Lu Jiayue and Lu Jiahao.

Yao Meishu didn’t find anything wrong with her actions.

Wen Wanyu furrowed her brows, "Then why raise her?"

Wen Wanyu wasn’t familiar with Lu Qingyi’s situation, hence her puzzled question. If she didn’t want to be kind to her, why choose to raise her?

"I never raised her."

Yao Meishu replied.

She didn’t feel she had done anything wrong, but quite the contrary. In her mind, it felt like the only natural thing to do.

She didn’t raise her?

Wen Wanyu stared at Yao Meishu in disbelief. She couldn’t comprehend how Yao Meishu could utter these words so easily.

"If not for her grandmother, I would have sent her to the orphanage a long time ago."

Yao Meishu continued. She grinned faintly.

She had never planned to raise Lu Qingyi. She had simply swapped the two children. She had planned to stealthily bring her son back home later, but she didn’t expect someone else to take him.

Her biological son, his whereabouts were unknown.

"Whose child is Lu Qingyi?"

Wen Wanyu took a deep breath and asked slowly.

She truly couldn’t understand Yao Meishu’s mindset.

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