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"That was many years ago. In order to threaten your mother to marry him, your father took you away, but he didn't force your mother to marry him. Soon after, your father met with an accident."
"At that time, your mother already had a new family, and she could not accept your existence, which was why you were adopted by the Nan Family. Your father's matter was an accident, so you should not hold on to the Rong Family and not let it go."
Ouyang Meiya looked at Nan Wenyu. Although it was pitch black and she couldn't see Nan Wenyu's face clearly, the pair of eyes that were full of life was very similar to his mother's.
"You're talking nonsense. It was easy to destroy my dad's company, that's why he killed himself. I will definitely make it easy to pay the price. You said I have a sister?"
Even if he doubted Ouyang Meiya's words, he knew that Mei Ya didn't need to concoct such a story to deceive him. If it was really as Ouyang Meiya said, then he would no longer be an orphan.
Hearing Nan Wenyu's words, Ouyang Meiya knew that Nan Wenyu yearned for a family member just like Wen Zhixia.
"Yes, you still have a sister. Your mother married into the Wen Family and gave birth to a daughter called Zhixia. Don't blame your mother for not finding you."
"At that time, the situation was too cruel for your mother, so she had no choice but to look for you. I once thought you were dead, so I wanted to keep this a secret."
"But when I found out what you did, I knew I should have come back earlier to stop you. Nan Wenyu, stop. You shouldn't pursue the past anymore."
Since this matter could no longer be called a secret, she could only tell Nan Wenyu the whole truth.
Nan Wenyu looked at Ouyang Meiya's serious expression and disbelief flashed across his eyes.
He couldn't believe that Wen Zhixia was his sister. He had a lot of opportunities to meet her and even took care of her, but he didn't even know that she was his sister.
Wen Zhixia had almost become a chess piece that could threaten his life. He almost killed her. If it wasn't for Nan Wenjing liking Wen Zhixia, perhaps he would have already killed his own sister.
Thinking about leaving Z Country, Wen Hua also found Wen Zhixia and Easily's whereabouts.
"How is Zhixia? Is she still alive? "
Nan Wenyu looked at Ouyang Meiya nervously.
Even though he had done a lot of wrong things, even though he had hurt a lot of people, his personality was still stubborn because he had never been cared for since he was young.
If he had known that he was not an orphan in this world, many things might not have happened.
She already has an easy child in her womb, it is easy for her to truly love him. For her, give up your hatred towards Rong Family. "
Seeing Nan Wenyu's concern for Wen Zhixia, Ouyang Meiya felt that Nan Wenyu's heart had a conscience.
Therefore, she felt that there was still hope for her to persuade Nan Wenyu to let go of his hatred.
Nan Wenyu turned around and walked to the sofa. He sat down and lit up the cigarette on the table and took a deep breath.
He needed some time to calm down. This matter was too unexpected for him, not to mention that he had already reached such a state.
Ouyang Meiya walked to the opposite of Nan Wenyu. She looked at Nan Wenyu's silent expression and felt anxious.
"Wenyu, listen to aunty's advice, put down your hatred towards Rong Family, and leave this place. It's easy for you to find out that you are still alive, and he'll quickly find your whereabouts. Auntie doesn't want anything to happen to you."
She didn't want things to go beyond redemption.
Hearing Ouyang Meiya's words, Nan Wenyu paused for a moment. This was the first time in many years that someone cared about him. He raised his head and looked at Ouyang Meiya's face.
The light inside the room was dim, but when the moonlight shone on Ouyang Meiya's face, it made her seem very kind.
"Thank you, Aunt Ouyang. It's just that I don't have a way back. If it wasn't my death, I would have died easily. Even if I had, I wouldn't have let it go so easily."
"That's why I already had no other choice. In order to get revenge, I've already lost everything. I'm glad I didn't hurt Zhixia. Otherwise, I would've definitely regretted it later."
Nan Wenyu's hand, which was holding the cigarette, was shaking.
This showed his unease. He didn't think that it would be so easy to find out that he was still alive. The fact that he was able to escape this time was a close call.
Seeing Nan Wenyu's expression, a helpless look appeared on Ouyang Meiya's face.
"Wenyu, it was our fault that you were the one to cause today. Zhixia already knows your identity, and she's very sad. She's in a dilemma right now. If you stop, I'll make it easy for Zhixia."
Ouyang Meiya still had some hope in her heart.
Nan Wenyu shook his head lightly and refused Ouyang Meiya's good intentions.
"Aunt Ouyang, that's impossible. Let us settle the matters between us ourselves. If it's easy, then Zhixia can entrust a lifetime, then I will grant her that wish."
How could he not know what Wen Zhixia was thinking? In the past, Wen Zhixia had easily rejected Nan Wenjing, and in order to make him sad, he had seen how much pain he had brought to Zhixia.
He had single-handedly caused Wen Zhixia's father's death. He owed Wen Zhixia, and he might have to repay her in another way.
Hearing Nan Wenyu's words, Ouyang Meiya's heart was filled with hope. Just as she was about to speak up, she heard Nan Wenyu's desperate voice.
"Aunt Ouyang, don't come here in the future. The matter between me and Rong Family will be resolved sooner or later. I already don't have anything to be afraid of."
Ouyang Meiya knew that Nan Wenyu was ready to go all out. She also knew that it was impossible to change anything.
"Wenyu, actually, I want to treat you and Zhixia as my own children. I don't want any of you to have any accidents. I will stay here."
"I have some roots in Milan. If you are willing, I will bring you and Zhixia back to Milan. Please consider it."
Ouyang Meiya turned around and walked upstairs. She planned to stay here. Maybe if Nan Wenyu had a little time, he would understand.
Looking at Ouyang Meiya's figure, Nan Wenyu pondered for a moment. Then he took out his phone, edited a message and sent it over.