Chapter 51 Descending from the Heavens

of the lobby, making sure that Yan Luoxi got into Guo Yuehui’s car.Since it was difficult to hail a taxi here and she urgently wanted to go home, Yan Luoxi decided to let Guo Yuehui give her a ride."...Chapter 51: The Person Descending from the Sky

"I have it, I have it." Yan Luoxi hurriedly took out her ID card and presented it with both hands.

The woman held Yan Luoxi's ID card, examining it carefully back and forth. Finally, she lifted her head and stared fixedly at Yan Luoxi's face.

Yan Luoxi was left dumbfounded by the woman's complex expression of mixed emotions. Had she done something wrong Or was there something on her face

In a hurry, she wiped her face and inadvertently brushed off bread crumbs from the corners of her mouth. She laughed apologetically: "Sorry, I just had lunch downstairs... when I saw your rental notice, I rushed up..."

"Your father's name is Yan Yongsheng" The woman looked at Yan Luoxi with a strange expression that seemed to be both contemplating and affirming.

No one had mentioned her father in front of Yan Luoxi for many years. She was taken aback and instinctively nodded.

"When you were eight, your parents divorced, and you lived with your father ever since"

Yan Luoxi's alarm bells went off immediately, but she still nodded honestly.

"Luoxi, you really are Yan Luoxi!" The woman turned pale, suddenly grabbing Yan Luoxi's hand; clearly, her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

The atmosphere changed dramatically.

What's going on! Yan Luoxi looked at the beautiful woman whose expression had suddenly changed, and she stared back at her with a perplexed look.

"Luoxi, don't you recognize me I'm your mother!" The beautiful woman, agitated, tightly held onto her hand as if afraid that she would run away, tears streaming down her face.

Mother!

Yan Luoxi was bewildered by the sudden appearance of this mother who had fallen from the sky, leaving her brain in a state of confusion and then emptiness, breaking out into a cold sweat in the hot air.

"Luoxi, my daughter, I've missed you so much!" The beautiful woman, after initially holding back sobs, now openly wept. She suddenly extended her arms and hugged Yan Luoxi tightly.

Yan Luoxi felt extremely uncomfortable from this sudden hug, her face turning red as she struggled to breathe. "Auntie, please wait a moment, let's talk about recognizing me as your daughter later."

The beautiful woman’s heart-wrenching cries were interrupted by Yan Luoxi calling her 'auntie.' Her expression froze and then lost all color; the corners of her mouth curled into a bitter smile. "You child, you've completely forgotten your mother!"

Although the situation was sudden, Yan Luoxi still remembered her mission to rent an apartment. Compared to the woman's extreme agitation, she remained relatively calm. She held the beautiful woman’s hand and suggested soothingly, "Auntie, let's sit on the sofa first and talk calmly, okay"

The beautiful woman had calmed down somewhat at this point. Usually astute and adaptable, her behavior just now was due to extreme agitation; hearing Yan Luoxi repeatedly calling her 'auntie' made her heart feel as bitter as if she had swallowed a bowl of gall.

She nodded and sat down on the sofa with Yan Luoxi.

After sitting down, Yan Luoxi couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at the beautiful woman in front of her. Her flawless makeup was impeccable, making it hard to guess her age; her noble demeanor made it impossible for Yan Luoxi to connect this person with the fiery and disheveled woman who argued with their father daily fourteen years ago.

"Luoxi, do you have no impression of your mother at all" The beautiful woman saw that Yan Luoxi's expression was blank and a poignant sadness appeared on her face. Her eyes welled up with tears as she looked at Yan Luoxi.

"There... is a little bit of an impression..." Yan Luoxi forced out a dry laugh, carefully observing that the woman in front of her still bore some resemblance to the mother in her memory.

"You were born in G City, you are twenty-two years old this year, your birthday is March 6th..." The beautiful woman's chest heaved as if she had much to say but didn't know where to start.

"These... These can all be found on an ID card..." Yan Luoxi reminded somewhat unsympathetically; she wouldn’t get excited just because this mother suddenly appeared.

In fact, it wasn't that Yan Luoxi was heartless and cruel. It was more that time had turned the most intimate and warm term into a mere symbol.

When an eight-year-old child suddenly lost their mother, they instantly became like a helpless little grass with no support; orphans were already pitiful enough, but living under such circumstances after her father's unexpected death was even harder to bear.

Nine-year-olds who lived in solitude and fear, suppressing their emotions and enduring life according to others' faces, had to endure it despite the hardship.

Yan Luoxi, at the age when she needed her mother most, lost her. In countless days filled with a wild longing for her mother, love gradually transformed into resentment, hatred, and finally turned into indifference and forgetfulness.

Fourteen years have passed like an arrow, and she had grown accustomed to the void left by her mother's absence.

She had forgotten about the warmth and beauty that her mother represented. So today, when someone told her that this person was her mother, she found it hard to accept, even feeling a bit awkward about accepting it.

In fact, Yan Luoxi had long suspected in her heart that this woman before her was likely her long-lost biological mother—she herself had neither wealth nor looks, while the other clearly had both power and influence. Unless she was mentally unstable, no one would randomly claim someone as their daughter out of sheer boredom!

The beautiful woman hesitated slightly, feeling bitter in her throat. "My name is Xue Liping." She then reached into her bag and took out an ID card to hand over to Yan Luoxi: "Your father's name is Yan Yongsheng; he was a driver with a drinking problem. In our last argument, he severely injured me, and I had to stay in the hospital for more than a month. After my discharge, we officially got divorced..."

"Ah... I remember now... You are... You are..." Yan Luoxi waved her hands nervously, interrupting Xue Liping's recollection. She didn't want to think about such painful memories in the first place; perhaps Xue Liping had been forced into talking out of desperation.

"Luoxi, you've acknowledged that I'm your mother!" Xue Liping was overjoyed and tried once more to embrace Yan Luoxi.

They were adults now—what was the point in hugging

Although Yan Luoxi had confirmed this woman as her mother, before her was still just a stranger from her memory. Their relationship hadn't developed enough for them to instantly become close.

Yan Luoxi did not like such an effusive display of affection; she stepped back slightly and said: "I acknowledge it, I do, but I'm sorry about earlier..."

"You're my child, what need is there for apologies" Xue Liping felt awkward as she withdrew her arms, giving up the idea of hugging Yan Luoxi. Her impression of Yan Luoxi had always been that of an eight-year-old girl, whom she still regarded as a precious daughter.cold breeze came Shao Junhe, drenched from head to toe, carrying two bags of fruit."Oh, Mr. Shao, you got caught in the rain," said the little nurse, dropping what she was doing for Yan Luoxi and rush...