Shen Zhiying turned her head and said to Shen Jifeng seriously and wrongly, "Dad, you should believe Xiaoying. Xiaoying didn't do such a thing. How can I be such a person..."
In the face of Shen Zhiying's complaint, Shen Jifeng was indifferent, even indifferent.
Looking at Shen Jifeng's indifferent attitude, Shen Zhiying knew everything at this moment.
"I think you should also know that you are not my daughter's business, otherwise you can't send a killer to solve this man." Shen Jifeng said and looked at the old nun.
Shen Zhiying clenched her hand under her sleeve. She lowered her head and didn't speak.
Looking at the silent Shen Zhiying, Shen Jifeng sighed and said, "forget it, go to the housekeeper to get some silver and go with her."
Hearing the speech, Shen Zhiying instantly raised her head, and her eyes were red. She couldn't believe it. "Dad, you want to drive me away?!"
Shen Jifeng sat down and said to Shen Zhiying, "I'm not your father, and you're not my daughter."
"Yes, I know I'm not my parents' own daughter, but for so many years, do you have no feelings for Sakura?" Shen Zhi asked with red eyes.
Before Shen Jifeng spoke, Mrs. Shen on one side said faintly, "No."
Mrs. Shen's face was pale, like a weak little paper man. But when she spoke, she looked very serious and firm.
Facing the cold and heartless Mrs. Shen, Shen Zhiying's face turned pale in an instant.
Then Mrs. Shen said, "I'm not your mother. Your mother is here."
Shen Zhiying looked at the tearful old nun along the direction of Mrs. Shen.
She froze there, looked at the old nun in shock and turned her head in disgust.
"She... Is my mother?" Shen Zhiying asked hard.
"Yes." Mrs. Shen nodded.
The old nun on one side finally couldn't help it. Her eyes were red and she shouted to Shen Zhiying: "Xiao... Xiao Ying..."
At this moment, the grass in Shen Zhiying's heart was overwhelmed and she collapsed.
"No... impossible!"
Shen Zhiying shook her head and whispered incredulously, "how can my mother be such a poor and sour old nun! It's impossible! It's impossible!"
Looking at the crazy Shen Zhiying, everyone looked calm except the old nun who was full of sadness.
"You are all lying to me, all lying to me!" Shen Zhiying roared.
Shen Jifeng stood up with cold eyes and said coldly to Shen Zhiying: "lie to you? Oh! You and your mother lied to us!"
"Sixteen years ago, your mother was the midwife invited by the servants of my house, but your mother was obsessed with you and exchanged your identity with my daughter for a moment."
"She left you with us and let you live a good life. But she left our newborn daughter in the wild and didn't know life or death."
"And you are even more vicious! After knowing that you are not our daughter, you did such a thing for your own selfish desires! And that person is still your mother."
"I don't know she's my mother." up to now, Shen Zhiying knows they won't believe themselves.
"Even if you know she's your mother, won't you do it?" Shen Jifeng asked.
Shen Zhiying bit her lower lip and didn't speak.
Shen Jifeng looked at Shen Zhiying with disappointment. "Although I can't get close to you, I always treat you as my daughter and give you the best. But you really disappoint me now!"
Then Shen Jifeng turned to the old nun and said, "take her with you. Go to the housekeeper and get some broken silver. Then he disappeared into the capital. Don't let me see you again."