Second marriage to a wealthy man, but her scumbag ex-husband lost control

Yu Anan also came over and rubbed his round little head.

The round little hand grabbed Yu Anan's index finger, pointed at the pot of peonies on the waistband, and said with a smile: "Mommy, if Miss Lin sees such beautiful flowers, she will definitely be very happy!"

"Old sir, are these potted flowers for sale?" Yu Anan asked with a chuckle.

The old man looked at Yu Anan and smiled gently: "Do you know this flower? Or are you just buying it for your children to play with? This flower is not easy to take care of."

"I only know that this flower is a peony." Yu An'an answered frankly, "It's not for the children to play with, it's for me... my family, the elders in the family like flowers very much, so today I came with my children to pick out a pot of flowers for them. Gift."

"This flower is a peony, yes. It has a very nice name, called Yinsi Guanding. There is no more beautiful Yinsi Guanding in the whole country than my pot!" The old man said with a smile, "I am an old man. It’s hard to make ends meet.”

"I wonder if the old gentleman can cut off his love?" Yu Anan asked politely.

"Grandpa, this pot of flowers should be grandpa's treasure, that's why grandpa is here to accompany Huahua, right? Our beauty Lin can take care of flowers and plants, don't worry!" Yuanyuan puffed up her little chest and gave The old man showed her phone and watch, "I will take pictures of Huahua from time to time and send them to you!"

The old man was very amused by the little girl who was less than four years old, and said to the little girl: "Really? Then my flowers are a bit expensive... Can your mother afford them?"

Yuanyuan tugged Yu Anan's hand: "Mom, have you brought enough money?"

Yu Anan smiled and said, "Don't worry!"

"Old sir, how much is the selling price?" Yu Anan asked.

"If you have money, donate [-] yuan to charity. If you don't have that much money...donate as much as you can! I will give you these flowers!" The old man got up and wiped the flowerpot with a handkerchief. .

"Old sir, this is inappropriate." Yu Anan was puzzled.

The old man smiled and said: "The doctor said I can't live for two months, and I have no children. I heard your little girl said that your parents can take care of flowers and plants, so I can rest assured to give this pot of flowers to you." "

Yuanyuan's expression was blank, she blinked her big black eyes, and she didn't understand what it meant to not live for two months.

"Little girl, we agreed to take photos for me!" The old man bent down and smiled at Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan nodded: "Okay! Don't worry, grandpa."

As she spoke, the little girl turned on her phone and watch: "Grandpa, tell me your WeChat ID!"

Yu Anan donated [-] yuan by mobile phone transfer in front of the old man.

The old man glanced at Yu An'an in surprise, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "It seems... I didn't find the wrong person for it."

"The photo sent by Brother Nanchen and Sister Yao is right here!" Dou Yuzhi, who was wearing a mask and sunglasses, looked at the photo on her phone and compared it with the front door, then took Fu Nanchen's mother's hand and walked in, "Is the boss here? We want to buy flowers. .”

Yu Anan held the heavy flowerpot in one hand and held Yuanyuan in the other. As soon as she turned around, she bumped into Dou Yuzhi, Fu's mother, and Fu Nanchen who was following them.

Fu's mother was stunned at first when she saw Yu An'an, and then she was stunned again when she saw the little girl who was less than four years old next to Yu An'an.

The moment Fu Nanchen saw Yu An'an turning around holding the flower, he took out his hand from his pocket and his eyes fell on the face of the little girl with round and big eyes that looked very similar to Yu An'an's face, and his breathing became rapid.

Sunglasses hid Dou Yuzhi's panicked look, especially when she saw the child. She subconsciously tightened her grip and accidentally pinched Fu's mother, and Fu's mother came back to her senses.

Yu Anan didn't dodge when she met here unexpectedly. No matter why the Fu family let her live in the Fu family, they took her in in the end.

Although Fu Nanchen's parents are away from home all year round and busy with business, they always give her a gift every New Year.

Later, they became estranged because of Fu Nanchen.

The memory of meeting Fu Nanchen’s mother for the last time was not very pleasant...

At that time, Fu Nanchen's mother hysterically accused Yu Anan of not pursuing her son anymore. Her son had lost his memory. She asked Yu Anan not to disturb her son's life anymore. She also felt that Dou Yuzhi's identity was not worthy of her son, and ordered Yu Anan to find a way. Let Dou Yuzhi leave Fu Nanchen as a reward for taking her in for many years.

At that time, Fu Nanchen's mother probably had no choice but to vent her resentment on Yu An'an because her son was out of control.

Yu Anan pulled Xiao Yuanyuan forward and greeted with a smile: "Aunt Fu."

Yuanyuan looked up at Fu's mother and bowed sweetly and softly: "Hello, grandma!"

Fu's mother didn't know what she was thinking of. She suddenly opened her eyes wide, also tightened her grip on Dou Yuzhi's hand, and looked up at Yu An'an in shock.

"This child..." Fu Nanchen spoke first, his throat rolling, "Is it yours? Did you give birth to him?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yuanyuan was a little unhappy: "Of course I was born by my mother, otherwise how could my father still have children?"

Dou Yuzhi was surprised: "Sister Yu, are you married?"

"Yes." Yu Anan smiled gracefully and held Yuanyuan's hand, "There's nothing else, so I won't bother you."

Passing by Dou Yuzhi, she saw the flowers in Yu Anan's arms.

"Wait a minute!" Dou Yuzhi stopped Yu An'an, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Yu, I've been looking for this silver-threaded Aunt Fu for a long time. We came here today just to buy this potted flower. Can Senior Sister Yu give up? I'm really sorry... Look, Aunt Fu came here specially from Haicheng..."

Yu Anan looked at Dou Yuzhi with a half-smile but not a smile: "Miss Dou seems to really like grabbing things from my hands!"

Hearing something in Yu An'an's words, Fu Nanchen stepped forward to hold Dou Yuzhi to comfort him: "Forget it, let's look for him again! Everything is first come, first served... We are late."

After saying that, Fu Nanchen's eyes unconsciously fell on the plump bun's face under the sunhat. The big black grape-like eyes on the little bun's face looked at Yu An'an, him, and Dou Yuzhi.

"I'm sorry, Senior Yu, I just think Aunt Fu likes her too much." Dou Yuzhi apologized to Yu Anan in a low voice, "I know you are still blaming me for what happened back then!"

Before Yu Anan could finish Dou Yuzhi's words, she had already led the child out.

Fu's mother was a little unsteady, holding on to the flower stand next to her, and spoke with difficulty: "Nan Chen... that little girl, she looks more than three years old, less than four years old, so that's her age... right? Was it before you and Yu An'an divorced? Yes? Was it that time..."

"Mom!" Fu Nanchen interrupted Fu's mother and supported her with gentle movements.

Dou Yuzhi's eyes turned red, and she turned to look at the backs of Yu Anan's mother and daughter, feeling great fear and uneasiness in her heart.