Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter - Chapter 397
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Chapter 397: Chapter 395 The Two Mothers Learn the Truth_1
“Big brother.”
Su Qingluo, with her clever mind, immediately realized that the loved ones of the Duke’s mansion already knew her real identity.
Her heart wavered softly, letting her two brothers who were crying like children hold her tightly, and relished in the moment of warmth.
In the Lin’s residence, the attendants who had accompanied the two young masters succinctly informed their masters about the events that had happened in the Capital City a few days ago.
When Ye Xue’e learned that her biological daughter had been switched at birth and spent ten years in the commoners’ world, she let out a wail and almost fainted.
Thankfully, Second Uncle Lin and Second Aunt Lin were mentally prepared and quickly supported her.
Upon hearing that her daughter had been found and is the adopted daughter of the Su Clan – the very girl she’d been raising, a wave of shock and joy directly hit her brain, and she couldn’t bear the stimulus. She went unconscious.
The news brought by Lin Jinxu and Lin Jinzhou was as shocking as a meteorite hitting the earth.
Lin Jinyun, Lin Jinlong, Lin Jinyang, Lin Jinpeng, the four brothers, were all stunned upon hearing the truth.
Overwhelmed by happiness, uncontrollable tears gushed out, and they cluster around their little sister, taking turns to hold her in a tearful display of rejoice.
They competed to hold their little sister, expressing their indescribable joy with their close embrace.
Ye Xue’e woke up from her extreme grief, her heart aching unbearably. Holding her beloved daughter, her cries were so loud and painful that she barely managed to breathe.
Only when all the grievances, bitterness, sadness, and anger were vented out, did it turn dark outside.
Concerned about her mother, Su Qingluo decided to spend the night in Ye Xue’e’s room, watching over her as she slept.
Before going to sleep, she gave her a Heart-Protecting Pill to prevent heartache from sorrow, which could affect her sleep.
Under the effect of the pill, Ye Xue’e’s eyelids gradually became heavy. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Seeing her sound asleep, Su Qingluo laid down to rest at ease and closed her eyes.
Su Hu and his wife were also astounded to learn about their daughter’s real identity.
Li Xiu’e immediately teared up, her heart aching intensely. She cried loudly, hugging her husband Su Hu.
Having brought up their cherished daughter for ten years, it was heartbreaking for them to see their child preparing to leave them to return to her biological family.
Su Hu, too, was suffering and shed tears while consoling his wife.
After watching over Ye Xue’e for a night and seeing her sleep peacefully, Su Qingluo felt relieved.
Early the next morning, just as dawn was breaking, she silently got up from the bed and quickly refreshed herself. Facing the rising sun, she returned to the Su Clan.
Upon entering the house and lifting the curtain, she saw Li Xiu’e sitting on the kang stove, holding her childhood clothes, her eyes swollen from crying. Her grief was hard to contain.
Her eyes welled up with tears involuntarily, wetting her eyelids.
Having been raised by the Su Clan for ten years, she considered them as her biological family.
All the memories of the past ten years were engraved in her mind, and she never intended to forget them.
“Sister Yu.”
Upon hearing the noise at the door, Li Xiu’e immediately turned around, her heart filled with joy upon seeing her beloved daughter. She pulled her daughter into a tight embrace, and her tears started to flow again.
“Mother, please don’t cry.”
With her arms around Li Xiu’e’s waist, Su Qingluo softly comforted her, “Even if Qingluo returns to the Duke of Zhen’s mansion, I will always be your daughter.”
“Sister Yu, my daughter, I can’t bear to part with you,” wept Li Xiu’e. Hearing those words, she cried even harder, struggling to breathe under the weight of her sobs.
Su Qingluo’s hand moved quickly, pressing several acupressure points on Li Xiu’e’s back to help her regain her breath.