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in the villa.

When Jun Mohan came back, he didn't see An Xiaoxiao's person, and looked directly at the servant.

"Where's Madame?"

"Madam had dinner, answered a phone call and went out."

Jun Mohan frowned, and there was no expression on his handsome face, "How long has it been?"

The servant looked at the time, "It's been almost two hours."

"Well, let's go down."

Jun Mohan waved his hand, and the servant left. He took out his mobile phone and played with it for a while, before dialing An Xiaoxiao's number.

"An'an, where are you?"

"I, I'm in the hotel."

Hearing An Xiaoxiao's voice in the microphone was very strange, Jun Mohan immediately stood up and said in a low voice: "You stay there, I'll be there in a while."

An Xiaoxiao put down her phone, her mind was still blank, as if what happened just now was a nightmare.

It wasn't until she heard Jun Mohan's voice that she felt the truth, An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, and buried her head deeply in her legs.

"Woooo..."

When Jun Mohan came in, he heard a suppressed cry, and his whole body tensed up, his expression very serious.

Looking at the helpless An Xiaoxiao, Jun Mohan stepped forward and hugged her.

"An An."

"Mo, is that you?"

An Xiaoxiao murmured, then hugged Jun Mohan, and felt relieved after smelling the familiar smell.

Jun Mohan stroked An Xiaoxiao's hair with his big warm hands, his eyes were full of doting, and his voice was full of tenderness.

"it's me."

An Xiaoxiao hugged her even tighter, she snuggled into his arms, and said with a choked voice, "Mo, kiss me."

Jun Mohan held An Xiaoxiao's cheek in his hands, saw the red and swollen eyes, his eyes flickered, and then kissed her.

An Xiaoxiao proactively stretched out her own arms, wrapping them around his neck, chasing his lips with the tip of her tongue.

After a long time, An Xiaoxiao leaned against Jun Mohan's arms, "Mo, I want to go home."

"it is good."

Jun Mohan bent down to pick up An Xiaoxiao and left here, until she got into the car, she still didn't say a word.

"Mo, don't you ask me what happened?"

"When you want to say it, you will say it."

Jun Mohan's slender fingers wrapped around An Xiaoxiao's hair, and the indulgence and trust in her words made her heart sink slowly.

Holding the corner of his clothes tightly with her slender hands, An Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at Jun Mohan with tears in her eyes.

"I saw Fan Yanran."

When he heard this name, Jun Mohan's eyes were full of sternness, and the movements of his hands also stagnated a little.

"She bullied you."

"No."

An Xiaoxiao said something, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she sobbed, "She told me, I'm not, no, my mother's daughter."

When the words just came out of her mouth, An Xiaoxiao's heart was still in pain, her body was trembling, and she could feel her uneasiness and fear.

Jun Mohan hugged her in his warm arms, looking at An Xiaoxiao's eyes with deep and deep eyes.

"Do you believe it?"

"I do not believe."

When An Xiaoxiao said something, Jun Mohan's eyes flickered, and before he could speak, he heard her next sentence.

"I don't believe it, but my heart believes it. Mo, do you think I'm stupid to believe Fan Yanran's words, but, but..."

But after a long time, An Xiaoxiao still didn't say anything, and there was a suppressed cry in the car, which made Jun Mohan's heart feel stuffy.

The slender fingers gently wiped the tears off An Xiaoxiao's face, and a deep magnetic voice rang in her ears.

"Since you doubt it, let me tell you one thing, but you have to promise me not to cry or get excited."

"it is good."

An Xiaoxiao's eyes were fixed on Jun Mohan all the time, and her whole heart was raised. There is nothing worse than this now.

Jun Mohan thought of the results of the investigation, looked at An Xiaoxiao, and said word by word: "Mei Qing is indeed not your biological mother."

"What did you say?"

"An'an, you understand what I mean, you don't need me to say it a second time."

An Xiaoxiao bit her lip, the blood in her body was almost frozen, her hands tightly wrapped around her arms, and she murmured, "It's so cold."

"An'an, no matter what happens, I'm here."

Jun Mohan's loud words made An Xiaoxiao look over, and she cried, "Mo, she is not my mother, so who is my mother?"

Hearing An Xiaoxiao's words, Jun Mohan heaved a long sigh of relief. Originally, he thought that An An wouldn't believe it, but he didn't expect to accept it so quickly.

In fact, Jun Mohan didn't know that An Xiaoxiao couldn't help but doubt a long time ago. Fan Yanran was right. No biological mother would let her daughter accompany her to drink, but she was always comforting herself in her heart. It was her mother who had no choice. Yes, but the bottle of medicine until that time completely chilled her heart.

Hearing An Xiaoxiao's question, Jun Mohan frowned, a trace of helplessness flashed across his handsome face, "I've been investigating for a long time, but I only found a little bit, after all, it's been too long."

"Then I will never know who is my mother."

An Xiaoxiao said sadly.

Jun Mohan hugged her, and said comfortingly, "Give me some time, and I will investigate everything clearly."

"Ah."

An Xiaoxiao nodded, who knew at this time, Mei Qing's call came in, and seeing the familiar address on the screen, her eyes were red.

Jun Mohan took An Xiaoxiao's cell phone with his knuckles and connected it directly.

"Xiaoxiao, Fan Yanran is gone. Did she look for you? If you see her, you must stay away from her. She is a lunatic."

If it was before, when An Xiaoxiao heard this, she would have thought that Mei Qing was thinking of her.

But after so many things happened, An Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that Mei Qing said this just to keep her from seeing Fan Yanran.

Jun Mohan glanced at An Xiaoxiao from the corner of his eye, and then said into the microphone: "An An is not here."

"Jun, Jun Shao."

Mei Qing never expected that it was Jun Mohan who answered the phone, she suddenly felt a little guilty, made an excuse, and hung up the phone.

"My mother, no, she's afraid of you."

An Xiaoxiao asked.

"Ah."

Thinking about Mei Qing, Jun Mohan narrowed his eyes, she cared so much about Fan Yanran, it seems that that woman must know something?
Thinking of this, Jun Mohan had another plan in mind.

When they returned to the villa, An Xiaoxiao fell asleep, her fair and delicate face was stained with tears, and Jun Mohan kissed it distressedly.

"An'an, everything will pass."

Putting down An Xiaoxiao, Jun Mohan went straight to the study, and not long after, Leng Si came over and looked at him respectfully.

"Young Master."

"Go get someone to find Fan Yanran for me, don't let her run away, otherwise, you won't come back."