She knew that asking this question now might not be meaningful anymore.
However, she did not want to deny the time she spent with Yang Yang back then. That unfamiliar face did not have any expression on it. The light in his eyes seemed to flicker for a moment, but it quickly dimmed and was suffused with a cold light.
It was as cold as ice.
"looking at my current face, don't you understand? "
"..."
"This face is so different from the previous me. Does it mean that I want to forget everything that happened back then and be friends with you? Hehe, if there really was, then it really makes me sick. "
The vicious words were like a knife, stabbing fiercely into her soft heart.
Zuo Aiai smiled.
Her smile was Pale.
"I see, thank you. Since you said so, then from now on, I can completely stop treating you as my former friend Yang Yang, because you are completely different from her. "
After Zuo Aiai said this, she pushed open the door of Mo Chen's ward. She did not look at Yang Yang's expression anymore.
Because she knew that to the goddess of vengeance, nothing was of any use now.
She knew the taste of hatred, and she also knew that hatred could only be nourished through revenge. If Yang Yang's revenge on her was the means to obtain her rebirth, then that was it.
So, that was it.
Mo Chen sat on a rocking chair by the window. The room was not very big, but it was decorated very carefully. It could be seen that everything that Mo Chen had spent the past three years in this small room.
There was nothing lacking here, and there was also no lack of expensive daily necessities. She knew that her mother had always had high expectations for the quality of life, but she had never mentioned it again after she could not see.
She guessed that all of this should have been arranged by Jin di after his investigation.
After all, that man had always been meticulous, striving for perfection.
Seeing that her mother had received such meticulous care, her heart was finally at ease.
"Mom... "
Zuo Aiai's voice stunned Mo Chen for three seconds. Then, she turned around, stood up, and groped her way towards them... ...
Mo Chen's eyes could not see clearly, but it was not impossible to see clearly. Zuo Aiai knew that she should walk over and caress her mother, but seeing her mother walking towards her with vigorous steps, she did not know why she could not take a step forward... ...
Her mother looked healthier than three years ago, and her complexion was even better.
This was too good... ...
Her nose turned sour, and her throat felt as if it was stuffed with cotton, unable to speak.
However, it was at this moment that Mo Chen had already walked in front of them, groping for a person's hand... ...
Her face was full of joy.
"Xiao Ai, is that you? You're back. Sigh, you're finally back. Mom hasn't seen you for three years... "
Zuo Aiai and Yang Lan didn't respond.
Because... ...
Mo Chen had recognized the wrong person.
She was holding Yang Lan's hand.
Yang Lan was obviously a little awkward and stiff, but her hands were held by Mo Chen, but she didn't break free.
"Xiao'ai... that's great. How have you been? These three years? "
Mo Chen caressed Yang Lan's hand as if she was comforting her daughter. Her movements were gentle and full of love. Wrinkles appeared on her face, which was neglected, making Mo Chen look many years older than three years ago.
She did not know what Yang Lan would think, but she only felt her heart ache.