Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

Chapter 208 Aunt's Hidden

"Why would I mind? Yunsong is a low-key person. You see, there are things that the media outside don't know about, so we can just talk about it at home. As for the gift-giving, let's wait until my official wedding with Yunsong next month." Meng Yu smiled, and while speaking, his eyes would always glance at Qiao Surong behind Meng Zhiling from time to time.

"The wedding is next month? Congratulations!" Meng Zhiling smiled again.

She looked at Luo Yunsong, who had been sitting next to Meng Yu and was relatively silent. In fact, since they entered the door, Luo Yunsong just stood up and greeted them, and then sat down quietly, as if what she was discussing with Meng Yu had nothing to do with him.

It seems that he is still dissatisfied with this marriage.

Meng Zhiling was not gloating over her misfortune. She just thought that if she lived a good life, she would not envy her, and if she lived a bad life, she would not gloat or sympathize with her. After all, Meng Yu's personality made it really difficult for people to like her. She just didn't know whether she really liked Luo Yunsong or was really interested in Luo Yunsong's family background and money.

"You must come then. I will throw the bouquet to you, and you will be the next ones to get married." Meng Zhiling could see that Meng Yu was really happy and content today. When she spoke, her eyes were smiling into a crescent shape. She was less sharp than usual and looked very beautiful. She didn't speak in a sour tone as before.

Meng Zhiling just nodded lightly. If her health allowed, she would definitely attend Meng Yu's wedding.

Of course, the big premise is that if she finds out that the death of Meng Zhiling's parents has nothing to do with Meng De's family... If there is even the slightest connection, their family probably won't be able to wait until next month's wedding!

After dinner, the aunt repeatedly asked Meng Zhiling to stay. Meng Zhiling was sure that something must have happened to her.

Since Meng Yu and Luo Yunsong had already obtained a marriage certificate, which meant that she was already a member of the Luo family in the traditional sense, it was only right for her to go back with Luo Yunsong. If she still lived in her parents' home, Luo's parents might gossip about her. Meng De went out after dinner, as if someone had asked him to play mahjong, so the aunt kept Meng Zhiling behind on the grounds that Meng Yu was not used to being alone at home.

"Why don't you go back first." After sending Luo Yunsong and Meng Yu away, Meng Zhiling looked at Qiao Surong, not knowing what to do for a moment.

When I agreed just now, I didn't consider his feelings. Now I remembered that based on his status, position, personality and temperament, he would definitely not want to stay overnight in someone else's house, so I said it in a low voice humbly.

"But am I sure I can rest assured that you're here alone?" Qiao Surong held her hand, knowing what she was thinking, and said with a conflicted look.

"You said that it's okay if I don't bully others. I think my aunt kept me here because she must have something important to tell me. Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen tonight as such a good time."

"Well, be careful. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Qiao Surong said hello to his aunt and left.

"Zhi Ling, come, come and sit down! Has Mr. Qiao left?" The villa suddenly became quiet again. The sky outside had become dark and silent. The aunt was sitting on the sofa, changing the TV channels from time to time. She looked very irritable and nervous.

Meng Zhiling obediently walked to her aunt's side and sat down, waiting to hear what she was going to tell her.

"Accompany me to the mountain to visit your parents tomorrow. It's been almost a year, and I haven't been there once." Auntie held Meng Zhiling's hand, tears welling up in her eyes, but she was trying hard to control her emotions.

Meng Zhiling nodded. In fact, ever since the incident at home, the aftermath had been handled by the police and Yuan Yongkai. It was not that she had not thought about visiting Meng Zhiling's parents, but she just didn't have the courage.

She didn't dare face them, not even at their graves.

She was afraid that her soul would be seen through by them under their gaze. She was also afraid that because her only memory of Meng Zhiling was real, she would feel even more guilty towards the two of them. So no matter from which perspective, she was not mentally prepared to visit them.

This time, she had no choice. So much time had passed, and she should go see them. After all, she didn't know if she would have the chance to see them in the future. Some things had to be faced.

"Zhiling, you are a good child. Do you still remember when you first came to the Meng family? You were only a few years old at that time and your voice was still babyish. Your parents liked you very much. Even your grandmother, who had not passed away at that time, liked you more than Xiaoyu." The aunt looked at Meng Zhiling and said a lot, which made Meng Zhiling a little confused.

"sorry!"

"Silly child, what do you have to feel sorry for? Xiaoyu was not as cute as you when she was a child. She was strong, overbearing and selfish, but you are different. You are gentle, polite, filial and know how to give way to others. That's why even I liked you at that time, let alone grandma." As the aunt spoke, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. It seemed that she was just reminiscing about the past.

"I'm sorry, aunt. I lost my memory after the last incident at my home, so I can't remember anything you said. Also, I forgot to tell you that I found my biological mother later, but she left again, and my biological father had passed away before I came to the Meng family." Meng Zhiling lowered her head. She didn't know if it was right for her to tell her these things, but it was strange. When facing her aunt, she felt that she could not hide any secrets in her body.

"Then do you still remember what happened to your parents?" The aunt looked at Meng Zhiling nervously, not knowing whether she wanted her to know or not.

Meng Zhiling shook her head and said nothing. It was not that she didn't remember, but her memory had been deleted and modified by someone else, so she was not sure if that was what really happened.

She later did a lot of research and made a lot of efforts, but found nothing. It seemed that the only thing that could prove that she had stayed in the Meng family was her unrealistic memory.

It wasn't until later, when she discovered her true identity was actually connected to the Ming family, that she was certain the memory had indeed been tampered with. After all, where were her business parents? It was clearly a fabrication. It seemed that the person who implanted the memory didn't know her true identity, otherwise they wouldn't dare treat her so easily. Perhaps they only knew that she was an orphan adopted from an orphanage. Everything else was a blank slate under Ming Yi's control.

"Your parents didn't die in an accident. Someone deliberately wanted to hurt you. You were lucky and survived." The aunt turned her head, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and put it down again.

"Who murdered her?" Meng Zhiling asked anxiously. No matter who the murderer was, no matter how high their status, she had an obligation to avenge her family. Who said Meng Zhiling wasn't dead? She was just a body left, an empty shell!

"I!" said the aunt lightly. With just one word, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped to below zero. Meng Zhiling's hairs stood up all over her body. She couldn't believe her ears. She was still waiting for the aunt's next words, even if she paused and said she didn't know.

But she couldn't believe this answer.

Seeing her silent for a long time, Meng Zhiling finally calmed down after widening her eyes. She wasn't afraid. She was sure that her aunt was just an ordinary person. If she was really the murderer, Meng Zhiling could crush her to death. But what about that memory? It seemed that things were becoming more and more complicated.

"It's you? Why?" Meng Zhiling asked calmly, not in a hurry to subdue her. The matter had not been clarified yet, and she didn't want to make an uncalm judgment when she was not calm.

Especially now, she was still unwilling to believe that her aunt was the real murderer. After all, she looked so unknown, so elegant, and so gentle... In short, the impression she gave her was all good, which was completely disproportionate to the perverted murderer of the family murder case.

"No reason, it's just because of the unwillingness I've felt over the past few decades." The aunt said lightly, her tone a little colder than before, her eyes looking straight at Meng Zhiling.

"Why are you not willing to give up?" Meng Zhiling frowned. If today's matter was not explained clearly, she would not let it go.

"Because your adoptive father was my first love, and later it was your uncle who forced me to marry him, so I couldn't marry him. Later, your adoptive father got married, and I had Meng Yu. We never talked about the past, and we seemed to be living happily on the surface. However, only I knew the pain in my heart over the years, until the day when I couldn't bear it anymore, I finally took action." The aunt smiled, without any other emotions. Instead, it was this calmness that made Meng Zhiling feel for the first time that the aunt was a scary woman.

After thinking about it carefully, I felt that this reason seemed to be an excuse and motive for murder, but then I thought about it and felt that there was something wrong with it.

"Then why didn't you kill Meng De?" Meng Zhiling frowned. The person she hated most in her life should be Meng De, but why did he kill her adoptive parents?

"Haha, do you think I don't want to kill him? Do you know? Meng De was present at the incident that day, drinking at your house, but for some reason, he left halfway. This is something I never expected, so I feel that the old saying that evil will last for a thousand years is really true!" The aunt smiled bitterly, and at the end of her words, there was endless helplessness.

"But the truth I remember is different." Meng Zhiling narrowed her eyes and looked at her aunt. Seeing the hatred in her eyes and her final helplessness when she mentioned Meng De, she slowly believed her words. She just spoke coldly and calmly, trying to get questions from her about the memory that was implanted in her.