She didn't dare to really forget, and it was only because the name was the only thing her father left her.

"What is Mrs. Lu asking for?" Cheng Ye knew his wife's past, so he knew that his wife was unhappy when he was Xie Qiuran, so he gave her a new name Cheng Xinyou, Cheng Xinyou, and he had a surname.

Even changed her surname, just hoping that his wife would be with him for the rest of her life, only happy.

Yes, it's Xie Qiuran.

Jiang Yao gently read the name in her heart, Xie Qiuran, her biological mother.

"I'm here to repay you this time, your name is occupied by another woman, I'll give you back this name, this identity." Jiang Yao spoke slowly, her voice was very soft, "Return the favor you gave birth to me twenty years ago." ”

After she finished speaking, she stood beside Lu Xingzhi and stopped talking, not even looking up at anyone, just looking down at her toes.

Also, she just wanted to come and see her awake, and a glance was enough.

Time seems to freeze, but the air seems to be heavy.

Lu Xingzhi stretched out his hand and took Jiang Yao, who was bowing her head, in his arms, he knew that her heart was entangled at the moment.

"I'm fine." Feeling a thick palm on his shoulder, Jiang Yao raised his head and showed a shallow smile at Lu Xingzhi, saying that it was a laugh, but in fact it was not much better than crying.

"I gave birth to you twenty years ago?" Mrs. Cheng's voice was trembling violently, and her eyes were slightly red as she looked at Jiang Yao, "So, you're my daughter, right?" ”

Mrs. Cheng's tears fell down one by one, "How could it be?" They clearly said that they buried you alive, I went to the mountains to look for it, I searched for it all night, and all I saw was an empty swaddling cloth with a little blood. ”

Mrs. Cheng really couldn't believe that her daughter, who she thought had died tragically for twenty years, suddenly appeared in front of her.

She really couldn't believe that the daughter she thought was dead was still alive?

But, in fact, the girl in front of her really looks like her, and her daughter is born to look like her.

The first time she saw this girl, it was as if there was a voice shouting, and there was an emotion that wanted to break through her heart.

Mrs. Cheng laughed while crying, "If you are really my daughter, then it is never that you owe me anything, but that I owe you." ”

Mrs. Cheng burst into tears, "I conceived and gave birth to you in October, I have the obligation to protect you, it was my mother's failure to protect you that made you disappear from me, it was I who gave birth to you and didn't protect you, I owe you, I am your mother, now that you have grown so big, I have not raised you, I have not been able to give you a day of love, I still owe you." ”

Mrs. Cheng looked at the ring on Jiang Yao's finger and said, "As your mother, I can't give you a marriage, depending on whether you marry a wife, or I owe you, on the contrary, you don't owe me, you don't owe anything, so you don't have to pay it back!" If you just want to pay off the so-called human debt today, then you are probably going to come in vain. ”

Mrs. Cheng's words made Jiang Yao, who had been holding back, also cry, she thought about many possibilities on the way here, she thought, maybe Mrs. Cheng knew that she was a god of medicine, and even offered to let her treat her to pay off her debts.

Only did she not think that Mrs. Cheng would tell her such words that kept knocking on the wall of her heart, Mrs. Cheng told her that she did not owe her.