Chapter 243 Never Let Xie Wanying and Her Biological Parents Go

The telepathic connection between mother and daughter far surpasses everything else; the closer she got to Song Zhaodi, the stronger that strange feeling became in her heart.

This feeling was indescribable; she didn't even know how to express it. But as long as this girl stood there, she knew she was absolutely right.

Xie Zhiyan and Shu Ying's guesses were both correct. She didn't even wait for Shu Ying to finish speaking before she hugged Song Zhaodi tightly with both hands.

The group hadn't intended to make the atmosphere too sad, but when Huang Meiling started crying, Song Zhaodi couldn't help but tear up as well.

Huang Meiling cried uncontrollably, and even her speech was broken and intermittent.

“When I see you now, it’s like seeing myself when I was young. It’s all your dad and I’m so careless that we lost you for so many years.”

Her daughter, who had suffered so much to escape from the mountains, might have missed her family forever if it weren't for a twist of fate.

Huang Meiling didn't know how to describe her feelings. A treasure she had lost and found was now right in front of her, and she couldn't help but be excited.

As soon as she got out of the car, she saw that Xie Zhiyan had been discharged from the hospital unharmed. Her son, who had been seriously injured, was fine, and her lost daughter was by her side. At that moment, her life seemed to be complete.

Shu Ying gently patted her back. Seeing that the two of them were crying harder and harder, she spoke up at the right time, "Mom, Sister Song, this is a good thing. We're still outside. If we keep crying like this, people will think something has happened at home."

Huang Meiling wiped away her tears with one hand before reluctantly letting go of Song Zhaodi.

“Yingying is right. We shouldn’t cry on something so happy.”

As she spoke, she took Song Zhaodi's hand and looked her over from left to right.

Seeing her fingers thicken and no longer as slender as those of a typical young girl, a pang of sadness welled up in my heart.

Just by looking at those rough hands, you can tell she must have done a lot of heavy work.

She had promised herself she wouldn't cry, but she couldn't stop the tears from falling.

"Good child, you've had such a hard time all these years. It's all your parents' fault. If we had been more careful, we wouldn't have been separated for so many years. How have you been all these years? Have your adoptive parents been good to you?"

Huang Meiling asked cautiously, but quickly realized that her question was too foolish, as it was clearly stabbing her daughter in the back.

If He Caixia and her husband had truly cared for Song Zhaodi, they wouldn't have given her such a name, much less forced her to leave the mountains to make a living.

Song Zhaodi didn't want Huang Meiling to worry, but she couldn't really say how good her adoptive parents were. Huang Meiling stroked the back of her hand, "It's all in the past, it's all in the past."

She repeated it twice, whether to herself or to comfort Song Zhaodi, it was unclear.

The two of them were clutching the hem of their clothes, and even their subconscious movements were exactly the same. Song Zhaodi's heart was pounding and she was so nervous that she couldn't speak, but she couldn't help but laugh when she saw this scene.

Shu Ying hugged the two of them tightly. Huang Meiling still had tears on her face. "Daughter, I know you have suffered a lot of grievances over the years. We can't undo the damage we have done to you. Your father and I don't ask for your forgiveness. We just hope you can come back to us so that we can at least make up for what we have done to you all these years."

This was the first time Song Zhaodi had been held by her mother like this, something she had never dared to dream of before. Even though she tried her best to hold back her tears, she couldn't control them in the end.

Tears streamed down her face, a line of glistening tears clinging to her cheeks. She said candidly, "Actually, I was quite nervous on my way here. I was worried that you and Dad wouldn't accept a daughter like me, who is so unsophisticated. I have no education and haven't gone to school much. I was afraid I would become a burden to you. But you didn't look down on me. I'm overjoyed to be your daughter. How could I possibly complain about you?"

Huang Meiling was so heartbroken she could hardly breathe. She put one hand on her chest and shook her head in anguish. How could she possibly dislike her daughter? A mother's greatest wish is for her child to stay by her side and grow up safe and healthy.

After so many years of being a mother, this has become almost her only wish.

“This was never your fault. You suffered so much in that family. If we had been more careful, perhaps all of this could have been avoided. You are not the person you wanted to be now. As a mother, how could I possibly despise my own child?”

Song Zhaodi could have had a better life. She asked herself honestly and had never done anything against her conscience, so why did God punish her like this?

Song Zhaodi shook her head, her throat tightening slightly. "You don't need to worry about me. I'm doing very well now, and I've learned a lot since coming to the capital. I will strive to become a better person."

Her words made Huang Meiling feel even worse.

People say that only the squeaky wheel gets the grease, and her sensible nature only makes people think she's easy to bully.

She patted Song Zhaodi on the shoulder, which made her even more determined.

“Good child, you have suffered in the past. Leave the rest to us. Your father and I discussed it before we came. We will not let any of the culprits who stole you get away with it. We will not let the suffering you have endured over the years be swept under the rug.”

Although their crimes do not constitute child trafficking, the immense psychological damage caused to them by exchanging children is irreparable.

Song Zhaodi's originally happy and fulfilling life was replaced by someone else. How could she, as a mother, easily swallow this insult?

“He Caixia has clearly gone too far. We felt sorry for her because she was a pregnant woman with a big belly, but she took advantage of our kindness and repaid kindness with enmity. So don’t blame us for turning our backs on her when the truth comes out.”

Shu Ying linked arms with the two women and walked forward. "Mom, and Xie Wanying, she must already know something. Otherwise, she wouldn't have acted that way when Zhiyan was in the hospital. When I saw her in the compound, she was flustered and came to test Sister Song several times. It can't all be a coincidence."

Even if Xie Wanying wasn't directly responsible for the child swap, since things have escalated to this point and she's enjoyed treatment that wasn't hers, she should bear the consequences.

Huang Meiling nodded in agreement. She had initially felt heartbroken that her own daughter, whom she had raised for so long, was an ungrateful wretch, only to discover that she hadn't even come from her womb.

Xie Zhiyan and Shu Ying walked side by side and said, "Although she may not be guilty of harboring a criminal, she will definitely not have an easy time once this matter is exposed. Xie Wanying has long had other ideas. Now that we have caught her red-handed, we absolutely cannot let her off lightly."