Until only three people remained in the sprawling living room.
Gu Shengyin looked at everyone who had their eyes fixed on her, and suddenly, with a thud, she kneeled down.
"Your granddaughter is ungrateful."
Old Master Mo and Old Lady Mo were startled by her actions: "Please, get up!"
Mo Zhongliang imdiately took action, attempting to lift her up.
Gu Shengyin refused to rise: "What I’m about to say, please listen first, then decide whether to let get up."
With these words, she bowed her head and began to slowly recount Mo Beiye’s—no, it should be Mo Beiyan’s—years of experience.
Initially, Gu Shengyin hadn’t decided when to reveal the truth to the family, but who would have thought Xu Lihua would cause such an incident, alarming Old Master Mo and Old Lady Mo from afar.
When she heard their conversation at the entrance, Gu Shengyin realized the appropriate mont had arrived.
At this ti, the three were at the peak of their disdain for Xu Lihua, while Mo Beiyan’s grandparents were deeply affected by their granddaughter’s ordeal.
If at this mont, Mo Beiyan’s experiences over the years were fully revealed, it might yield a better outco than expected.
Gu Shengyin quietly narrated all of her experiences and feelings over the years without embellishing.
The deeds and words of Xu Lihua needed no embellishnt.
Had Gu Shengyin not personally experienced it, she could never have imagined that a biological mother could be so cold to her own child.
The living room remained silent for a long ti.
After finishing, Gu Shengyin quietly knelt there, her head low, waiting for them to absorb the content of her words.
Suddenly, she was pulled into a warm and firm embrace.
Scalding liquid fell from above, sliding into her neck.
The always strong and graceful Old Lady Mo held her granddaughter and cried uncontrollably for the first ti.
"Grandma’s Beiye, no, Grandma’s Yanyan, it’s Grandma’s fault, for all these years I never noticed..."
Gu Shengyin thought she would feel nothing, after all, she was rely an observer, calmly recounting Mo Beiyan’s ordeal.
But when she raised her head, she realized she was already in tears.
Perhaps, the real Mo Beiyan, until her death, had the deepest wish to one day openly declare she was Mo Beiyan, the daughter of the Mo Family, rather than having died seventeen years ago as the eldest son Mo Beiye?
Old Master Mo’s eyes were red, and Mo Zhongliang had already begun to cry.
He spoke through clenched teeth: "Xu Lihua, Xu Lihua... I want a divorce!"
When he uttered these words, he almost gritted his teeth, neither Old Master Mo nor Old Lady Mo contradicted him.
Originally, they thought Xu Lihua, as a daughter-in-law, was rely narrow-minded and sowhat timidly old-fashioned.
But witnessing her actions toward her own flesh and blood, this was far beyond old-fashioned and timid.
It was clearly self-centered and malicious to the extre!
Utterly foolish to the extre!
Such a woman nearly ruined her daughter’s entire life!
Mo Zhongliang looked at the slender and fragile daughter nestled in his mother’s arms, now knowing she was a girl, every aspect appeared flawed.
Such an unbelievable situation made it impossible for anyone to even consider this angle.
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