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She looked up at Lin Xiangyu and asked in confusion, "Auntie, what's wrong?"

Lin Xiangyu raised her lips, "Nothing, mom just thinks...the dumplings you made are good, eat them quickly, eat them while they're hot!"

Lin Xiangyu urged her to eat quickly.

"Okay." Su Ci lowered her head and took a bite of the dumpling.

The next second she felt she had bitten something hard. When she lowered her head, she saw that it was a white and plump lotus seed.

Zhou's mother was the first to jump up happily, "Young lady got the lotus seed dumplings! Young lady got the lotus seed dumplings with her first bite!"

Lin Xiangyu's face and eyes were full of smiles, "Corcelain, lotus seeds, lotus seeds, many children in succession, this is really God's will!"

Are these lotus seed dumplings the special dumplings prepared by Fu’s mother?

Su Ci's face turned red, and she looked up at Fu Nancheng opposite.

"Er, you're not young anymore. You should settle down with Ci Ci and have a baby. Mom already wants to have a grandson!"

Fu Nancheng looked at Su Ci with his deep narrow eyes.

The two people looked at each other. Su Ci was the first to look away. Now her bulging pregnant belly was hidden in her loose clothes. Isn't it God's will?

"Auntie, I'm hungry. I'd better eat dumplings first." Su Ci lowered her head and ate the dumplings.

Lin Xiangyu quickly added two more dumplings to her small bowl, "Eat, eat, eat. Only if you can eat can you be healthy."

Su Ci, "..."

Fu Nancheng looked at the girl's red face and said unhappily, "Mom, please stop saying a few words."

Fu’s mother, who had been so kind just now, immediately changed her face and glared at him hard, "You are the most worthless one. Ci Ci has been with you for so long, and there is no movement in her stomach. She can hit him in one go. You are so strong." No, you’re better off, you’re a rooster that can’t lay eggs!”

Fu Nancheng, "..."

Am I my biological child?

…………

The dinner ended in a very cheerful atmosphere. Su Ci and Lin Xiangyu went upstairs together. She put the newly mixed balm in the room and lit it.

At this time, Su Ci found a photo album on the bed cabinet. She stretched out her little hand and opened the album.

What catches the eye is an old photo from thirty years ago. When she was young, Lin Xiangyu was sitting on a chair, holding little Fu Nancheng in her arms, taking a photo of mother and son.

This was the first time Su Ci saw Fu Nancheng's appearance as a child. Such a handsome man had indeed been handsome since childhood. He had been good-looking since he was a child.

At that time, Lin Xiangyu was not yet 20 years old and looked very frail.

Looking at it this way, Fu Nancheng seems not to be like his father Fu Hongji, nor is he like his mother Lin Xiangyu.

Su Ci's white fingers gently stroked it up and touched Mr. Fu. She didn't know whether the baby in her belly looked like him, whether they were father and son or father and daughter.

Su Ci's heart felt soft, and she turned back the page, but there were no photos at the back.

There is only one photo in this thick photo album.

At this time, Lin Xiangyu came over and said, "Ci Ci, Nancheng and I only have this photo together. This photo was taken by Xia Si thirty years ago."

what?

Is the photographer of this mother-son photo taken by Xia Si?

Starlight shone in Su Ci's bright eyes. What kind of fate was this? Thirty years ago, Xia Si took a photo of Lin Xiangyu and Fu Nancheng. Thirty years later, her fingers gently caressed them.

Fate is like a rope, tightly connecting them together.

cough cough.

At this time, Lin Xiangyu coughed violently several times.

"Aunt, what's wrong with you?" Su Ci's expression changed, and she stretched out her hand to feel Lin Xiangyu's pulse.