Young Master Li, Madam blocked you again

At the same time, City Y.

When Fu Shuo passed Lu Wanwan's room, he saw her sitting in front of the dressing table, opening the jewelry box and taking out the peacock brooch inside.

He asked, "Remember the past?"

Lu Wanwan said "um", and she always thought about it these two days.

Fu Shuo chatted with her: "I remember you said that this brooch is a gift from an old friend?"

Lu Wanwan nodded.

I still remember that at the charity auction night six years ago, Li Jingchen took this peacock brooch for her, and Zhou Mo put it on for her. Later, she saw that the brooch matched the clothes at that time very well, so she never took it back. down too.

And on the day Liang Zhen planned to give it to Li Xiangchen, she happened to be wearing the dress with the peacock brooch on it.

When she fell into the sea, she thought that this brooch would be her funeral object, but unexpectedly... She survived.

While gently rubbing the unfaded peacock brooch, she murmured: "I don't know how An An is doing now?"

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S City, Museum of Cultural Relics.

After Teacher Huo hurried to An An's side, he said to Zhou Mo, who seemed to be insane: "I am his teacher, you can tell me if you have anything, don't touch the child!"

In the end, Zhou Mo still stopped An An.

"If you don't let go, I'll call the police!" After yesterday's accident, Mr. Huo felt that something was wrong now.

Zhou Mo's eye circles slowly turned red. She stared at An An's delicate face and asked tremblingly, "Is your mother's surname Lu?"

The name "Lu Wanwan" was like a switch that opened the wound for them, and no one dared to mention it easily.

"Sister knows my mommy?" An An thought for a while, and guessed: "Could it be that you are the old friend of my mommy?"

Zhou Mo's tears fell suddenly: "Yes, I made this peacock brooch just to commemorate her!"

An An tilted her head: "Remembrance?" His mother is not dead.

Zhou Mo, who knew he had made a slip of the tongue, changed his words: "No, it's because of nostalgia..."

After a pause, she hurriedly asked again: "Where are you staying now?"

She wanted to take An An home directly, but An An's teacher might not allow it.

Since she and Mommy are old friends, An An said, "I'm staying at the Carlton Hotel now."

Zhou Mo asked: "Where is the room number?"

An An said: "203."

After Zhou Mo wrote it down carefully, he touched his cute little face, and said softly: "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet?"

"Hui'an, everyone calls me An'an."

"An'an, then What's your last name?"

When he asked this question, Zhou Mo suddenly became angry. If An An was Li Jingchen's son, then Li Jingchen deserved to die even more!He actually sacrificed Wan Wan's mother and child to save Bai Qingluo!

In the end, An An said, "My surname is Fu."

Fu?

Not surnamed Li?

Could it be that he was Wan Wan's son with another man?

It's okay, it's okay...

Li Jingchen doesn't deserve Wanwan to give birth to him!

Seeing the woman in front of him crying and laughing, Teacher Huo quickly picked up An An and hurried back to the team.

Seeing Zhou Mo wiping away his tears with his hand, the staff asked carefully, "Miss Zhou, who does that child belong to?"

After Zhou Mo calmed down his lost and found mood, he smiled and said, "He is my nephew."

Wan Wan is her god-sister, isn't An An her nephew?

"What?" The staff turned pale with shock. What did he say to that child just now? !

Zhou Mo looked at him, but his smile didn't change: "If you didn't suddenly stop him just now, I wouldn't have recognized him, so I still have to thank you."

"Don't dare!" The staff broke out in a cold sweat and said, "Then I will continue to guide you to choose the cultural relics to be auctioned at that time?"

"Don't look at it today." She has already found something more precious than the cultural relics here!

Zhou Mo couldn't wait to return to the mayor's mansion, and said to Jiang Man who was sitting in the garden reading a book: "Mom, guess who I saw just now?"

Jiang Man heard that her voice became high-pitched, and she couldn't help asking curiously: "Tell me, who can make you so excited?"

Zhou Mo grabbed Jiang Man's hand suddenly and said, "It's Wan Wan's son!"

With a "click", a piece of golden ginkgo on the top of his head fell into the pages of Jiang Man's book, like a dream.

Jiang Man came back to his senses and said, "Impossible, you are talking in your sleep!"

Zhou Mo said: "It's true, that child recognized the peacock brooch I was wearing on my chest at a glance! He also said that her mommy also has the same one, which was a gift from an old friend! Mom, I only designed this kind of brooch Two, one for Wan Wan and one for myself!"

Jiang Man looked at her for a long time before saying seriously, "Are you sure you're not trying to make me happy?"

Zhou Mo said anxiously: "Mom, how could I possibly come here to play Wan Wan to joke with you!"

Jiang Man closed the book abruptly, and said, "Then, did you ask how old that child is? By the way, where did you meet him? Where have he and Wan Wan lived these past few years?"

"Mom, I also want to know these questions, but An An's child came to travel with the school, and his teacher stopped me from taking him away. Fortunately, I asked clearly about the hotel he is staying in now."

Jiang Man stood up abruptly and said, "Then what are you waiting for, let's go see him now!"

Zhou Mo chuckled: "Mom, don't worry, An'an is still visiting cultural relics now, even if we want to go, we have to wait until evening."

Jiang Man could only sit down.

Zhou Mo then discussed: "Mom, do you think we should demolish Wan Wan's cemetery to avoid bad luck?"

After all, the Zhou family buried Wanwan at that time.

After pondering for a while, Jiang Man said, "If we tear down the cemetery, how will we explain it to other people?"

Zhou Mo said without thinking: "Just say that Wanwan is still alive, everyone is happy!"

Jiang Man shook her head: "If Wanwan is really alive, why hasn't she returned to City S for so many years? It's obvious that she doesn't want to see acquaintances."

Zhou Mo said angrily: "She didn't feel sorry for anyone, but the Li family owed her too much, why didn't they come back?"

Jiang Man sighed: "Although that's the case, maybe she doesn't want to be broken into her current life."

Zhou Mo bit her lower lip: "But the time left for Dean Xie...is running out."

In the past six years, because Jiang Man has continuously introduced the relationship between the children in the family adoption treatment center, the relationship with Xie Rou has become much closer.

And this cancer is like an inexhaustible weed, which regenerates when the spring breeze blows. Since Wanwan "died", even if the old disease relapsed, Xie Rou refused to treat it properly. This procrastination has become an advanced stage.

Zhou Mo said: "Isn't she willing to marry into the Li family at night to treat Dean Xie's illness and buy the land for the treatment center? If she knew about Dean Xie's current illness, would she have the heart not to visit her?"