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The maid originally didn't dare to back down, but after being ordered by the young mistress, she finally explained the young master's order with a troubled expression, and she dared not go against it.

Seeing the maid's cautious appearance, Cong Yufan couldn't help but let the maid help him downstairs.

When they got downstairs, Xiao An'an was already nestled on the sofa watching TV, while Mo Sheng was leaning back on the sofa, holding a coffee cup in one hand and a financial magazine in the other.

Seeing the large and small figures nestled on the sofa, Cong Yufan, who was walking downstairs, couldn't help smiling.

The golden sunlight was projected to every corner of the hall through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Staring at the two figures at this time, her eyes were tender, and a sense of warmth penetrated into her heart.

That's great, just quietly staring at the two people she loves most in front of her, she feels extremely satisfied in her heart.

The little girl noticed Cong Yufan coming down the stairs with sharp eyes, she grinned and ran towards Cong Yufan's feet excitedly.

"Mommy!..."

The crisp shouts reveal the joy and joy of children.

Hearing his daughter calling him, Cong Yufan also stopped when he went downstairs, watching his daughter running towards him step by step with a smile.

The little girl rushed towards Cong Yufan's arms excitedly, and Cong Yufan also bent down and hugged her small body from her arms.

Mo Sheng put down the financial magazine in his hand, and stood up from the sofa.

After approaching Cong Yufan, he bent down and pressed a kiss on Cong Yufan's forehead habitually, then hugged Xiao An from her arms,

"We'll go to the Qu's house later."

"Hmm, okay."

Cong Yufan smiled and nodded happily.

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three days later.

In the church where the wedding was held.

Guests coming and going entered the white western church door one after another.

The castle-like church has an Italian style, and a long red carpet is laid outside the gate.

The guests coming and going in suits and leather shoes offered their congratulations, and Mr. Qu who stood beside him nodded with a rare smile on his face.

On the other side, a group of media reporters swarmed forward, eager to rush forward to interview Mr. Qu and Qu Xiaran who was standing beside him.

On the church side, because the time has not yet arrived, everyone is waiting for the arrival of the bride.

Qu Xiaran also got in the car and asked his assistant to drive to Mo's house to pick up Lin Weiwei.

Because Lin Weiwei and Cong Yufan recognized their sisters, and Lin Weiwei was an orphan since childhood, so Cong Yufan let Lin Weiwei marry in Mo's family as her natal family.

It was precisely because of this that Lin Weiwei came to Mo's house early in the morning, and Cong Yufan also made up and combed Lin Weiwei herself.

After Lin Weiwei changed into her wedding dress, the two sisters kept talking in the room.

Because the time has not come yet, the two of them forgot the time when they were chatting, and the two little girls also changed into cute flower girl dresses.

The same little white skirt, the same braided hairstyle, and the same with a wreath of green flowers on her head. After the two little girls changed their clothes and came out, Cong Yufan almost couldn't recognize which of the two children it was.

Because the two children look so much alike, they usually recognize them from their voices and hairstyles, but now the two little girls are walking towards them with smiles, which really surprised them.

"Yufan, do you recognize which one is An An and which one is cute?"

After seeing the two children, Lin Weiwei couldn't help but asked with a smile.

When Cong Yufan heard this question, he also replied helplessly, "The two of them are really too similar."

After the two little girls heard the conversation between the two mums, they both raised their little hands to cover their mouths, deliberately not speaking, and whispering to each other mischievously.

Cong Yufan immediately recognized the eldest daughter when she saw Xiao An'an raising her little hand to cover the little cutie's ear and talking.

Cong Yufan couldn't help laughing, "Okay, An An, bring my sister over here, Mommy has already recognized you."

Hearing that Mommy had recognized them, the two little girls pouted their mouths in disappointment, and trotted over one after another.

"Slower."

Seeing them trotting, Lin Weiwei couldn't help reminding them softly.

After Xiao Anan ran forward, she hugged Cong Yufan's arm and asked in confusion, "Mum, how did you recognize An An? When my sister and I were changing clothes just now, An An thought I saw a mirror." Woolen cloth."

It was precisely because of this that An An was a little surprised when she heard that Mummy recognized her.

Cutie also pursed her lips, and asked in a childish and curious voice, "Yes, Mommy Yufan, how did you recognize us?"

Hearing the curious faces of the two little girls, Cong Yufan smiled and said, "Because I am your mommy, of course mommy will recognize you two."

As soon as these words came out, the two little girls looked at each other and shook their heads incomprehensibly.

Seeing their puzzled looks, Cong Yufan smiled and continued,

"Okay, An'an, you are my sister. My sister just came here and hasn't had breakfast yet. Can you take her downstairs and ask Mama Liu to make some breakfast for her?"

Xiao An'an is now four years old. Although she is young, she is very sensible.

Ever since she found out that she had a lovely younger sister, she always regarded herself as an older sister and always took care of her younger sister.

Although Xiao An'an and Xiao Kei were born only a few minutes apart, they are very exemplary as big sisters, which makes Cong Yufan very pleased.

So at this time, when she heard Mommy's words, Xiao An'an nodded happily, and said excitedly,

"Okay, An An will take her sister downstairs now."

Saying that, Xiao Anan held the little cute hand, turned around and walked towards the door of the room.

Cong Yufan and Lin Weiwei, who were sitting by the bed, couldn't help but smile at each other when they saw the two small figures loving each other.

It wasn't until the two little guys disappeared at the door of the room that Lin Weiwei looked at Cong Yufan and said,

"Yufan, I suddenly noticed that there seems to be a white scar on An An's forehead?"

In the past, Xiao An'an had neat little bangs on her forehead, so Lin Weiwei hadn't noticed it yet.

When Xiao An'an approached just now, and her bangs were braided behind her ears, she saw a small scar on the little girl's shiny forehead at a glance.

Although you can't notice anything from a distance, but when you look closely, you can still see the scar on the forehead, which seems to be a small scar that has been left for a long time.

Hearing Lin Weiwei's question, Cong Yufan remembered the scar on An An's forehead. Thinking of this, she looked at Lin Weiwei with some guilt and said,

"Well, there is indeed a small scar on An An's forehead, which was left when she was very young.

I remember that she was still two years old at that time, and I was on a business trip because of work, so I gave the child to the nanny to take care of, but I didn't want to, on the night of my business trip, I heard a call from the nanny, saying that the child was injured.

Later, when I rushed back overnight, the nanny had already returned from the hospital with the child.