Her mother was not her real mother; she was an orphan, and Si Ye was the mother's actual child. But Si Ye had killed the mother—how ironic it all was.
Was this Heaven playing a deliberate joke on them, causing all these things to happen to them?
Whose fault was all this, and who should bear the blame? Everyone is pitiable, but who is to be blamed?
"No, I don't believe what you are saying." Chen Zhi refused to accept the truth. "If Si Ye is indeed Mom's child, why haven't they acknowledged each other? They've been apart for over twenty years, don't they want to meet?"
"Of course they want to meet and restore their mother-son relationship. But there's you in between them. If Aunt Chen acknowledges Si Ye, you'll become an orphan. Aunt Chen loves you too much; she would rather not acknowledge Si Ye than see you sad and troubled."
Chen Zhi stared blankly at Si Xi, her face pale and her whole body trembling, unable to utter a single word.
