Wrong marriage! The black-bellied uncle wants a legitimate status every day

Chapter 129 Deep Fate

"Do you really want to know?" Sheng Yuan tilted his head slightly, looking at the sky in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "If you are so interested in me, why did you say 'you don't like me, you hate me' before..."

There was a hint of mischief in Sheng Yuan's half-closed eyes.

Lin Mingmo's face flushed and she quickly interrupted him.

"If you don't want to talk about it, forget it. I'm not that interested... I'm just asking casually." She spoke incoherently. "Who said that just because I hate you, I can't understand you?"

She folded her arms across her chest and sat down on a long stone bench nearby, feeling furious.

Sheng Yuan's eyes grew darker, filled with an intense smile.

He sat down next to Lin Mingmo and looked at the sky leisurely.

"But I want to say something." Sheng Yuan said in a deep voice.

Lin Mingmo felt that Sheng Yuan's temperament was surprisingly gentle and calm today, and he exuded gentleness from the inside out.

Considering that today was his birthday and he was injured, Lin Mingmo sighed and decided to be nicer to him.

"Then go ahead and tell me. I'm listening. Let me make it clear first, I'm not interested in you, I'm just bored..."

The more you explain, the more you cover up.

Sheng Yuan let out a light laugh.

Without Lin Mingmo, who can make him laugh?

I'm in a good mood, so let's talk.

Sheng Yuan rarely opens his heart to others, and she will be the first and only one.

"You should know that the old lady of the Sheng family is not actually my mother."

Lin Mingmo was stunned.

This kind of thing is usually spread privately, and the fact that Sheng Yuan is an illegitimate child has become a secret that is not a secret...

It was still shocking when he said it so openly and frankly.

"Oh... then, then..." Lin Mingmo stuttered for a moment, touched her nose with an unnatural expression, not knowing how to answer.

Looking at her little movements, Sheng Yuan couldn't help laughing again.

He reached out and tucked the strand of hair that fell on Lin Mingmo's cheek behind her ear.

Lin Mingmo's breathing paused as her fingertips gently brushed across her cheek.

"I knew it a long time ago." Sheng Yuan put down his hand and continued, his voice gradually colder, "So, I never called her 'Mom'."

Lin Mingmo recalled that she never seemed to hear Sheng Yuan call Old Madam Sheng "Mom". He usually referred to her as "you" or "Old Madam".

So that's why. No wonder I always felt that the atmosphere between Old Madam Sheng and Sheng Yuan was awkward.

"Then..." Lin Mingmo also turned her head and looked at Sheng Yuan's profile. "Do you know who your mother is?"

Sheng Yuan's eyes were filled with gloom, and he shook his head gently, "I don't know. Maybe it's really as the rumors say, she is a maid of the Sheng family."

Lin Mingmo's heart was slightly moved, and she couldn't help but think that her situation was quite similar to his...

"But..." Sheng Yuan's low voice sounded again, "When I was fifteen, I found some old things from my childhood in the storage room. There was an old sachet with a peace amulet and a piece of paper inside. The amulet was signed by Yunding Temple, and the paper recorded my birthday..."

Lin Mingmo's heart tightened and she suddenly thought of something.

"Is that what your mother left for you?"

Sheng Yuan replied calmly, "That's what I guessed too... The handwriting is beautiful, and there are traces of water stains..."

Lin Mingmo's mind flashed with a scene of a woman writing her child's birthday stroke by stroke under the dim light, crying silently.

I see. No wonder Sheng Yuan reacted so strongly to the amulet he gave her...

This coincidence is too... coincidental.

Lin Mingmo's frown deepened.

As expected, there is a deep-seated ill-fated relationship between her and Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan turned around, looked into Lin Mingmo's eyes, and said, "So, from then on, I would come to Yunding Temple every year on my birthday."

"Then... do you want to meet her?" Lin Mingmo opened her eyes wide, full of confusion.

It seems that this is the only explanation that makes sense.

"No." Sheng Yuan looked at Lin Mingmo's expression and smiled slightly with the corners of his lips raised.

Lin Mingmo pursed her lips, and in her heart she believed that Sheng Yuan was just being stubborn.

"Then do you want to see her?" Lin Mingmo asked in a different way.

This time, Sheng Yuan was silent for a long time, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking.

His face was stern, like the pine and cypress trees standing in the cold wind in winter.

"Uh... you don't have to say it." Lin Mingmo waved her hands in panic, afraid of touching Sheng Yuan's sore spot.

Although she will never be able to see her biological mother in person in this life, Sheng Yuan still has thoughts about her.

Perhaps, his mother is watching him silently somewhere...

Thinking of this, Lin Mingmo couldn't help but look around.

In the empty courtyard, there was no other living creature except the two of them and a few birds eating.

Sheng Yuan lowered his eyes, a wry smile forming on the corner of his mouth, "I don't know, I really don't know."

He wasn't trying to be brave, he really hadn't thought about it that way.

I first came to Yunding Temple on a whim.

Later, it was more to escape those boring and ridiculous social activities, and gradually it became a habit.

Perhaps because he had stayed in an environment like the Sheng family for too long, he didn't have much expectation for family affection.

Similarly, before Lin Mingmo appeared, he had no expectations for love.

After all, there are too few people like him in this world.

Lin Mingmo's mouth twitched twice, and she didn't know what to say.

silence.

She lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, which were intertwined like a flower.

It seems that Sheng Yuan doesn't care about anything.

His behavior is often beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Although the atmosphere was a bit awkward, she felt unusually calm and relaxed.

Her toes swayed gently, and the shadow formed in the sunlight swayed with her.

A faint scent of incense lingered at the tip of the nose, complementing the pine scent emanating from Sheng Yuan.

She tilted her head slightly, so that she could see Sheng Yuan's face without being too obvious.

The sun was getting warmer and warmer, time was passing slowly, and no one felt that it was a waste to just sit quietly in the sun.

Just as he was lost in thought, Sheng Yuan suddenly stood up, turned around and said to Lin Mingmo, "Let's go."

"Huh? Ah?" Lin Mingmo was dazed. "Where are we going?"

"Go back." Sheng Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't really want to stay here for a whole day?"

"Hey...but..."

Only half an hour has passed and they're already disbanding?

She stood up slowly, her heart filled with strange emotions.

For some reason, she really liked the atmosphere just now.

In her memory, when she was with Sheng Yuan, they were either in a tense confrontation or in a passionate love affair... It was rare for them to sit quietly like now, saying things that they didn't tell others.

Perhaps, this is what the normal rhythm should be like.

They took a shortcut, and naturally, their relationship ended faster than usual.

A sense of loss inexplicably welled up in my heart.

Lin Mingmo covered her chest, trying hard to suppress the feeling and caught up with Sheng Yuan.

The entire journey was speechless.

When they arrived at the parking lot at the foot of the mountain, Sheng Yuan's driver saw him from afar, immediately opened the car door for him, and waited for him to get in.

Sheng Yuan's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand calmly.

The driver understood what he meant and immediately got in the car and drove away.

Sheng Yuan turned around, looked at Lin Mingmo's flushed face, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Can you give me a ride? My driver doesn't seem to be waiting for me..."

Lin Mingmo didn't know what Sheng Yuan was doing behind her back, she was just confused, "What kind of driver is this? Is he so unprofessional..."

Sheng Yuan showed an innocent expression at the right moment, "Maybe he knows that I don't have a high status in the Sheng family, so he's not afraid of offending me."

"how come……"

Lin Mingmo knew very well that it was human nature to flatter the powerful and look down on the weak. This was the education that the Lin family had instilled in her.

"Then... get in the car."

Lin Mingmo was still driving the Porsche that Sheng Yuan had bought before.

Sheng Yuan followed behind Lin Mingmo with a subtle smile on his face.

After getting in the car, Lin Mingmo held the steering wheel with both hands, looked ahead, and asked, "Where are you going? Rongjing Bay or Yumei Garden? Or do you have another place to live?"

"Or... in your case, you should go to the hospital..."

She turned her head to see if Sheng Yuan needed help.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, a strong hand grabbed her chin, followed by Sheng Yuan's face suddenly approaching.

He kissed her.

Long-planned.