"Take your time," Qing Muye said, knowing it would take a while for them to process. He didn't press further.
Just then, Qing Muye's phone rang again. Seeing Qing Kangyu's name on the screen, he said, "Ah Wei, go and keep Mom and Dad company. I'll take this call."
"Alright."
Meng Jingwei got up and went into the courtyard.
Qing Muye took his phone and answered, "Don't call me again."
"I'm outside Yujing Villa. Can I see you? I know you have children. Can I see my two grandsons?" Qing Kangyu asked shamelessly.
"After you left, I no longer had a father. Stay away from me in the future!" Qing Muye hung up the phone directly.
He impatiently tossed the phone onto the table, then rubbed his temples, his mood growing heavier.
In the courtyard, Meng Tianhua and his wife were pushing a baby stroller, walking on the lawn with Meng Jingwei.
Meng Jingwei had sent the two nannies away. Naturally, Meng Tianhua and his wife felt comfortable speaking their minds. Meng Tianhua asked, "Honestly, tell us, where have you been these past few months?"
The sudden question startled Meng Jingwei. She instinctively glanced at Du Juan. Du Juan then said, "Your father and I may be country folk, but we're not fools. After you married Qing Muye, he disappeared for a few months. When he returned, he was missing an arm and a leg. You said it wasn't Qing Muye, and then said Qing Muye was on a secret mission. So, your father and I knew that you must have had something to deal with these past three months."
"And last time, Old Chen took us to Country C, saying we were going to see you. In the end, nothing came of it. Song Ci sent us back. Your father and I knew you must have encountered something, but with our limited abilities, we couldn't help you. But as your parents, you should tell us what's going on."
As Du Juan spoke, her eyes welled up with tears. Although Meng Jingwei was not her biological daughter, Du Juan truly regarded Meng Jingwei as her own.
The situation having reached this point, Meng Jingwei knew she couldn't hide things anymore. After much thought, she said, "Do you know why Old Chen has always been so good to me?"
"Don't try to change the subject!" Meng Tianhua chided her lightly, displeased.
Meng Jingwei glanced around, ensuring no servants were present, before saying, "From my childhood, Old Chen has always been with me, not because of any fate between us. It's because I am the young mistress of the Hidden Clan."
"What Hidden Clan? What young mistress?" Meng Tianhua had no idea what Meng Jingwei was talking about.
Knowing that words alone would be hard for them to believe, Meng Jingwei showed them a video from the Hidden Clan. In the video, Old Chen was seen wearing the Hidden Clan's robes, and He Xiao Lan Ya also appeared. "Look, this is the real Old Chen. His name is He Xiao Bei. This person is my birth mother, named He Xiao Lan Ya."
The sudden news shocked Meng Tianhua and his wife.
Meng Jingwei continued, "Because He Xiao Lan Ya was the former Hidden Lord of the Hidden Clan, but was usurped, they, fearing for my safety for the sake of the clan, had me grow up outside the Hidden Clan. My abandonment was also part of a plan..."
She briefly explained the events that had transpired within the Hidden Clan to Meng Tianhua and his wife, including the news of Old Chen and He Xiao Lan Ya's deaths, and the death of Li Yun'er. However, Meng Jingwei did not tell them that Li Yun'er was an 'artificially created' clone. Some things were beyond their comprehension.
After she finished speaking, seeing their shocked and disbelieving expressions, Meng Jingwei felt a pang of heartache.