Lin Poor laughed mockingly: "Women all over the country can say that they are Ye Chen's lover."
The aunt shook her head, she beckoned to Lin Kelian and motioned Lin Kelian to get closer to her.
Lin Pei looked at her drunk and looked at her with blank eyes, and the aunt lowered her voice and said:
"I gave birth to Ye Chen. You said I'm not his lover, so what?"
Lin Poor was stunned for a moment, "You can't talk nonsense about this."
The middle-aged aunt laughed: "Heh! I didn't talk nonsense. When I was young, I was also a flower in the nightclub of the Imperial Capital~ How many politicians and businessmen fell under my pomegranate skirt."
Lin Pei Lian looked at the woman carefully, but she could see some traces of charm on her face, but because of alcohol and smoking, her entire face was swollen and her teeth were yellow.
The woman said to her again: "When I was young, it was not only because I was beautiful, but the main thing was to live well. The men who slept with me once cannot do without me."
Lin pitifully laughed, "You are like this. I guess no one wants a hundred yuan a night."
The middle-aged god said to himself: "If I didn't throw Ye Chen's child in the trash can on Xin'an Street, I would still be able to live in the presidential palace with my daughter."
Xin'an Street!
Lin Poor was shocked suddenly, how could it be such a coincidence! She was also abandoned in the trash can on Xin'an Street! !
"Xin'an Street you are talking about, which district is Xin'an Street!"
The middle-aged aunt smiled and said: "Our imperial capital is on Xin'an Street! The one in Luhe District, I still remember, 18 years ago, I gave birth to my child on March 14, I thought at that time, Ye Chen His career is on the rise, he will definitely not want me, so he lost the child."
Poor Lin is struck by lightning at this moment!
She grabbed the middle-aged aunt's arm abruptly. The other person's skin was rough and her arm was swollen. She was grasping like a pig's hoof in her hand, but Lin Pei Lian asked her eagerly:
"You said Ye Chen, is that the current President Ye Chen!"
The aunt laughed, "I've been talking for so long, should I talk about other people, of course it is him, or how could he keep giving me money!"
As the aunt said, she also took out a lot of banknotes and credit cards from her purse and placed them in front of Poor Lin.
Poor Lin's eyes were trembling. This aunt is now very old, and it is impossible for anyone to do anything with her anymore. The only person who can give her so much money and credit card is probably Ye Chen...
Poor Lin's heart was beating fast, and the drunk aunt narrowed her eyes and smiled and said to Poor Lin:
"I realized that when you were young, you looked a bit like me."
Lin pity suffocated suddenly, even though she hadn't seen how she looked like this aunt before, now she looks more and more and feels that she and this aunt are really a bit like...
"You said, on March 14th, 18 years ago, you lost your child in the trash can on Xin'an Street in Luhe District..." Lin Pei Lian confirmed with her again.
"Yes," said the aunt.
"The child you lost, her father is Ye Chen." Lin pity said again.
"Yeah." The middle-aged aunt replied, "In fact, I regretted it again. I once looked for the baby, but she has disappeared..."