She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Manshu had known that Yan Rulan had returned, but when she didn't see Yan Rulan coming to see her, she thought Yan Rulan had kept her composure.

Unexpectedly, she still found me.

"Manman, I'm your mother!"

Being stopped by a strange woman who said she was her mother, Manshu felt that her reaction should not be too calm.

So Manshu pushed Yan Rulan away with force, almost making her stumble.

She didn't care, but asked loudly and vigilantly: "Who are you? What is your purpose in approaching me? Who asked you to come?"

Yan Rulan was pushed and almost fell down. Although she did not fall, her foot was twisted because of her high heels.

She had never been pushed away like this before, and her face looked very ugly at this moment.

"I'm your mother, Manman. Haven't you heard of me? Isn't there a photo of me at your grandmother's house? When you were very young, your mother went abroad to find your father. I'm sorry that I haven't come back to see you for all these years."

Yan Rulan wanted to get closer to Manshu and play the emotional card, but her ankle was so painful that she could only hold on to a tree beside her.

Manshu was not moved at all when he heard her say that. Instead, he became more alert: "You are talking nonsense. I don't have a mother at all. My grandmother said that my mother died a long time ago. Besides, that was not my mother, but my adoptive mother."

It doesn’t seem right to call her adoptive mother. How many days did Yan Rulan raise her?

"I am your grandmother's daughter. Your grandmother raised you from childhood. Doesn't that mean you are my daughter?"

"I've heard from your grandmother that you and your sister were taken away by mistake when you were little. But don't worry, you grew up drinking my milk, and in my heart, I still treat you as my own daughter."

"Manman, don't worry. Mom won't distance herself from you just because of our blood relationship."

Manshu still looked at her warily: "Are you done?"

Yan Rulan was stunned: "Say, are you done?"

At this time, shouldn't Yan Manshu hug her and cry bitterly?

The mother she had been waiting for for more than ten years finally came back, wasn’t she moved at all?

Not even excited or happy?

Is there something wrong with this child?

"Well, nowadays, human traffickers are so smart. Have you been lurking in the community for a long time and found out about my family situation?"

Manshu looked at Yan Rulan with disdain and called her a human trafficker.

The security guard who had not noticed them at first couldn't help but look at Yan Rulan.

People entering and leaving the community also stopped and looked at Yan Rulan vigilantly.

"Child, is this person a human trafficker? We can't let her get away!"

An old man who usually saw Manshu doing morning exercises reacted quickly and blocked Yan Rulan's way.

The others also spontaneously surrounded Yan Rulan.

"That's right. We must not let the human traffickers get away. Does this person have an accomplice? Everyone, be alert. Let's catch him and send him to the police station!"

Manshu was amused and confused by everyone's active actions. She only shouted once, and everyone else was the one to perform afterwards.

Yan Rulan's face was as dark as ink: "You misunderstood, I am her mother, not a human trafficker."

"Besides, are there any human traffickers like me?"

Manshu almost laughed out loud. What Yan Rulan meant was that there was no human trafficker as beautiful as her, right?

The old man who had just spoken said, "What kind of human traffickers don't look like you? Let me tell you, it's just like what they show on TV. The more beautiful a woman is, the more toxic she is. I think you're not only a human trafficker, but also the leader of a human trafficker group!"