Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 775 Mystery of Birth (4)_1

Chapter 775: Chapter 775 Mystery of Birth (4)_1

Mo Qingze, standing to the side, was initially just as shocked by Mrs. Du’s words, but he was more inclined to believe that the daughter he had cherished for years was indeed his own. The natural bond between father and daughter couldn’t be twisted by mere words from a stranger.

It was detestable how Mrs. Du, for the sake of man, could fabricate such an outrageous lie to hurt Yanyan. Did she not have any maternal feelings towards Yanyan? Otherwise, why would she say such a thing?

As Mrs. Du looked at the father and daughter standing together, both staring back at her with angry eyes, she was taken aback and at a loss for words. She simply pointed firmly at Mo Qingze and said, "Yanyan, he isn’t your real father. You are truly Brother Jie’s biological daughter!"

Mo Yan certainly wouldn’t believe Mrs. Du’s words, but Mrs. Du didn’t seem to be lying either. Perhaps even Mrs. Du herself couldn’t be sure whose daughter she was, right? The thought was utterly disgusting!

However, this had given her the opportunity to clarify her own origins!

Mo Yan glared at Mrs. Du and questioned, "You repeatedly claim I am Chen Ji’s daughter, but in all these years, you never told Chen Ji about this matter. Could it be that, even you yourself don’t know who my real father is?"

Seeing the panic on Mrs. Du’s face, Mo Yan became more convinced of her own guess, "I inherited half of my looks from you, and the other half doesn’t quite resemble my father, but even less so Chen Ji, right? By saying this, you’re merely gambling on that fifty percent chance, forcing me to act to save Chen Ji. But you never considered, once outsiders learn of this, what kind of harm it would bring me! Heh, a bastard child... an existence even more despised than a secret prostitute!"

As she spoke, the coldness on Mo Yan’s face grew even sterner, "You’ve shown not a shred of maternal affection towards me. Saving you this time repays the debt I owe you for my life. From now on, whether you live or die has nothing to do with me. If you can’t let go of Chen Ji, why not cast yourself into the Ministry of Justice’s Prison and die with him?"

Having said this, Mo Yan spit out a breath of foul air and turned to her father, who was looking at her with concern, and asked, "Father, they say features can skip generations. Do I look like my grandmother or grandfather?"

Mo Qingze paused, then reached out to touch his daughter’s head, and truly looked her over carefully, his face resolving into deep contemplation, "Yes, the corners of your eyes are deep and long, most resembling your grandmother, and your ears and the tip of your nose are round and fleshy, exactly like your grandfather... You are a member of the Mo Family, you are my daughter!"

Mo Qingze, while highlighting a few features that were decidedly unlike Mrs. Du’s, spoke with confidence. His face bore the same unwavering tenderness as always.

"Mm, I knew I was father’s daughter!" Mo Yan said, clinging to her father’s arm with a radiant smile, yet tears rolled down as soon as she buried her face into his embrace.

The grandparents had died when father was only five or six years old. Even if he had an early memory, his recollection of his parents’ faces must have blurred over so many years, so how could he remember them so clearly? But her dear father, to comfort her and prevent her from feeling insecure or sad about her origins, had fabricated such a lie...

Even if she were not her father’s biological daughter as Mrs. Du claimed, she would never let go of her father’s hand and admit to being someone else’s child.

Mrs. Du stared vacantly at the close-knit father and daughter before her, as if realizing something. Even if she produced irrefutable evidence that Yanyan was Brother Jie’s daughter, they probably wouldn’t believe it, right? But why wouldn’t they believe it? Was it just to avenge her abandonment of husband and children in the past?

But where did she have any evidence to prove that Yanyan was really Brother Jie’s biological daughter? Back when Brother Jie suddenly returned and learned she had married, he was so enraged that he wanted to kill Mo Qingze, who was still her husband. Despite not being fond of him and suffering in Lao Mo’s House, she never thought of causing a death. She stayed to appease Brother Jie, and they found themselves in each other’s arms uncontrollably.

After everything happened, she was immediately filled with regret. By the time she returned to Lao Mo’s House, Mo Qingze had already come back from the academy. Even though she didn’t like him, her heart was filled with guilt. That night, she had no reason to refuse his affection, and it was on that day she conceived, completely unsure of who the father of the child was.

Back then, she was so scared—scared that people would find out about her shameful act with another man, that she was pregnant with someone else’s child. But at the same time, she took pleasure in the idea of having a child with the man she loved. With Brother Jie away, the only consolation she had was the child within her.

Fortunately, the child resembled her when born. Although some people said she didn’t look like Mo Qingze, no one doubted her origins. Later, when Brother Jie returned, she had already given birth to the younger son. By then, she had had enough of the bullying at Lao Mo’s House, enough of the poverty, enough of the man she did not love, and she left the Mo Family without a backward glance to follow Brother Jie, her only regret being that she couldn’t take all three children with her.

Back then, why hadn’t she dared to persuade Brother Jie to take the three children with them? Even if just taking Yanyan would have been enough. But she really didn’t dare—she had no evidence that Yanyan was indeed Brother Jie’s child! If she had taken Yanyan away, maybe Brother Jie wouldn’t have died. Could all this be retribution?

Mo Yan surreptitiously wiped the tears from her face, and upon looking up, she saw Mrs. Du’s face mixed with sorrow and anger, guessing what she might be thinking. Mo Yan shook her head, "Neither my father nor I have ever hated you because you’re simply not worth our hatred. Just go, and from now on, don’t show up here, or else—"

Or else, even at the risk of ruining my own good fortune, I will not let you destroy the happiness and peace of our family!

"Yanyan..."

Mrs. Du looked at Mo Yan’s unprecedented coldness, and her face showed profound pain. She knew, between her and her daughter, they had become absolute strangers, and there was no longer the slightest possibility of recognition...