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"Shut up!" The middle-aged man suppressed his anger and shouted, "I felt something wasn’t right before, but I didn’t ask more. Luckily, everyone is fine, otherwise, how would you like me to explain to those guests’ families? Get back immediately, from now on, you and Nanrong Wanqing will have nothing to do with each other, hear me?"

"I..." Yang He was about to say something when footsteps sounded from the church entrance. Everyone turned to look towards the door, only to see Nanrong Wanqing arriving, accompanied by Qiu Yong’s group.

Seeing Nanrong Wanqing appear, Yang He’s face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly ran over to try to take her hand. However, as soon as he reached out, Nanrong Wanqing immediately stepped aside, avoiding his gesture.

Seeing this, Yang He was taken aback and looked at Nanrong Wanqing in confusion, "Wanqing, what’s... what’s the matter with you?"

Nanrong Wanqing slightly parted her lips, speaking in a tone that kept people at a distance, "Mr. Yang, it’s not what’s wrong with me, but you should wake up."

"What do you mean?"

"Don’t you know what you’ve done before?" Nanrong Wanqing looked straight into Yang He’s eyes, and his face slightly changed, his gaze evasive, seemingly afraid to meet hers.

"Mr. Yang, I always thought you were an upright man, different from others, but your actions are too disappointing." At this, Nanrong Wanqing glanced in Jiang Yue’e’s direction before continuing, "Of course, it’s not entirely your fault, it’s just that I can’t accept what you’ve done to me. For the sake of our past friendship, I don’t intend to pursue it, but our friendship ends here. From now on, I don’t want to have anything more to do with you."

Having said this, Nanrong Wanqing ignored the dazed Yang He, walking straight to Ling Chen’s side. Their eyes met, and everything was conveyed without words.

"Mom!"

"Wanqing..." Jiang Yue’e called out her daughter’s name, about to explain something, but Nanrong Wanqing interrupted her, "Mom, this is the last time I’m calling you that. Months ago, when I found out you were still alive, you can’t imagine how overjoyed I was. At that moment, I thought all the hardships I’d endured over the decades didn’t matter, as long as you could return to me, everything I did would be worth it. You didn’t like Ling Chen, so to accommodate your feelings, I kept my distance from him, not wanting to upset you, even going abroad with you to stay away from the city he was in. Why did I do all this? Wasn’t it because I cherished our mother-daughter relationship?"

"But what about you? What did you do to me? You lied to me, hurt me repeatedly, and even tried to arrange my life, making me do things I didn’t want to do. Honestly, I suddenly regret it now, regret meeting you. If you were really dead, as Grandpa said, it would have been better. At least we could have continued our previous life instead of suffering like now."

"No, that’s not it." Jiang Yue’e hastily explained, "Wanqing, it’s not like that, listen to me. I’ve never wanted to hurt you. I genuinely care about your future. Do you know that for all these years, I’ve been thinking about you every moment, hoping to return to you one day and make up for all these years of neglect?"

Hearing this, Nanrong Wanqing coldly asked, "Do you think what you’ve done is making up for it?"

"Wanqing, I admit there were things I did that were over the top and didn’t consider your feelings, but I really love you. You’re my own daughter, and I’m willing to give up my life for you."

Nanrong Wanqing shook her head and said, "Mom, I’m sorry, but I can’t handle this kind of love. Do you know, if you had only stopped me from being with Ling Chen, I wouldn’t resent or blame you. But you should never have changed my memories and made Ling Chen the person I hate the most. Doing so is not only unfair to me but also to him. I’m your daughter, not your tool. Really, you’ve disappointed me too much, and even if I want to forgive you, I don’t know how."

"I..."

"Alright, stop talking." Nanrong Wanqing sighed lightly, "Mom, it’s all over. Though you’ve been unkind to me, I can’t be ungrateful to you. As a daughter, I’ll ensure your wealth and comfort for life, but it’s best that we don’t have any further contact. You can pretend you don’t have a daughter, and I don’t have a mother. We’ll be strangers to each other."

After speaking, she turned and walked straight towards the door.

"Wanqing! Wanqing!" Jiang Yue’e called out urgently, ready to chase after her, but Ling Chen stood in her way.

"Miss Jiang, Wanqing has made herself very clear. It’s best not to disturb her. I believe her feelings are the same as yours right now. If you must blame someone, blame yourself for making too many mistakes."

Hearing this, Jiang Yue’e collapsed onto a chair, her face pale, her lips losing color, sitting there blankly as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Seeing Jiang Yue’e’s dazed expression, Ling Chen sighed internally, then turned and left the church. He originally wanted to ask about the Soul Stone, but seeing Jiang Yue’e in her current state, he figured he wouldn’t get any answers and thought it best to let her calm down first.

Exiting the church, he saw Nanrong Wanqing sitting on the stone steps outside, hugging her knees, weeping alone. Ling Chen approached, sat beside her, put an arm around her shoulder, and she leaned into his embrace, holding onto his body.

"Alright! Don’t cry, it’s all over," Ling Chen gently patted her back, comforting her.

"I’m sorry!" Nanrong Wanqing looked up with tearful eyes at him and said, "I made you suffer."

Ling Chen smiled and said, "Silly, what are you talking about, I didn’t suffer at all."

"I remember everything that happened recently clearly. I treated you that way; you must have felt very uncomfortable."

"It’s okay, I’m not that fragile. Besides, I know those weren’t your true feelings." Pausing, Ling Chen asked, "Are you really not going to acknowledge her anymore?"

Nanrong Wanqing shook her head and said, "Do you think there’s still a need? Honestly, I’m really scared. What she did makes me feel terrified. I never imagined my own mother could be such a frightening person. If I’d known, I would have preferred never to have acknowledged her."

"No matter what, she is still your mother. Forget it! It’s useless to talk about it now. I only hope she can turn over a new leaf."

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