Song Zhiwei was in a bad mood and didn't want to pay attention to strangers. She just took two steps and heard the word "Jiajia" in Yi Wanqi's mouth. She stopped. After hesitating for a moment, she sat down face to face with her in the hotel lobby lounge area: "What do you want to say to me?"

"Miss Song is quick and easy, then I won't turn around." Yi Wanqi looked at her embarrassment with leisure, "You look like this... You probably didn't succeed in having a child with Yu Anxia, ​​right?"

Song Zhiwei looked at her suspiciously and searched hard in her mind, but she couldn't remember what interaction she had with the person opposite her. The only possibility was that she knew Yu Anxia: "Are you Yu Anxia's friend?"

Yi Wanqi sneered in a low voice when she heard this. Even if she didn't speak, Song Zhiwei could hear the ridicule in the laughter. Yi Wanqi laughed enough before she could calm down her emotions. She looked at her straightforwardly and said, "I know that Yu Anxia's son is yours, and I also know that the child's father is the second young master of the Lu family. She is unwilling to return the child to you, and with Lu Yichen as her backer, it is impossible for you to get the child back smoothly."

Song Zhiwei clenched the handle of the chair, pursed her lips and said nothing. She did not tell Yi Wanqi that Jiajia might not be her son because she still doesn't believe it.

Yi Wanqi continued: "I'm looking for you today, I'm here to show you a clear way."

"If you want to get your child back, you can only find one person."

"who?"

Yi Wanqi's mouth curve was raised higher, and she said word by word: "Lu Jinmo's mother, Pang Qing."

Lu Jinmo's mother, Pang Qing.

These eight words were still circling in her mind when Song Zhiwei arrived at the military compound at 8 o'clock the next morning and was led to Lu Wei's residence to meet Pang Qing.

Lu Wei was transferred back to Mingjiang City last week, and Pang Qing moved in here for the past two days. Without Yi Wanqi's help, Song Zhiwei would not be able to come here, and she could not even find the Lu family's residence. She also asked Yi Wanqi why she wanted to help her. Yi Wanqi said that the same fate was the same. If the two elders of the Lu family knew that Yu Anxia used someone else's children as their grandson, they would never recognize her as their grandson again. Song Zhiwei guessed that Yi Wanqi probably liked Lu Yichen and suggested that she contact Pang Qing just to use her and Pang Qing's hands to make things worse. Yu Anxia stepped down.

Yi Wanqi also said that Lu Jinmo had no children in the years since she got married, and his mother wanted a grandson almost to the point where everyone knew... Song Zhiwei looked at the spacious and solemn door of the Lu family ahead, and couldn't tell whether she came here simply to want to return to her son or to take the opportunity to realize her dream of admiring that man when she was a girl. She raised her hand and sorted out her hair on both sides, and accelerated her pace and followed the upright guards.

At around 8:30, Yu Anxia helped Yueyue and Jiajia pack their small schoolbags and led them to Lu Yichen's car together.

Yueyue signed up for a piano class. Jia Jia was interested in painting. Since last week, she has to send them to the interest class every Saturday morning.

The two of them were separated by two streets. After delivering their children one by one, Yu Anxia bought a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice from a nearby beverage store, and then took Lu Yichen's arm to the side of the car: "Do you have anything to do in the morning? I want to buy clothes at a nearby mall. I happened to visit for two hours. I came to pick up Yueyue and Jiajia at eleven o'clock."

Lu Yichen looked at her sideways. Her skin, which was not covered with makeup, was fair and tender, and was close to her. She could even see the delicate and cute fluff on her face. When she arrived in front of the car, she slowly responded under her expectant eyes: "Then let's take a walk together."

Yu Anxia took a sip of orange juice with satisfaction, let go of his hand, walked into the passenger seat from the front of the car, put half of the orange juice on the dashboard, and said while tying her seat belt, "I thought that neither big men like you like to go shopping and buy clothes."

"It's just not busy, so it's natural to buy clothes with my wife."

Yu Anxia looked at him sideways, picked up the orange juice and sucked it again, feeling that this time it was particularly sweet.

Getting out of the car, Lu Yichen took Yu Anxia's hand and walked straight to the elevator.

His hands were soft and warm, but his skin was dry all year round. Even in warmer weather, he would not feel sticky when he held it together like this. Yu Anxia pulled his strength back and held his hands tighter.

After entering the elevator, Yu Anxia directly pressed the women's clothing floor.

Lu Yichen's clothes are basically customized, and she bought them for him occasionally.

After arriving at the floor, Yu Anxia was one step behind and Lu Yichen walked into a famous counter shop with a simple and ladylike style.

The shopping guide came up politely.

Seeing Lu Yichen following Yu Anxia and watching her choose, the shopping guide knew with great eyesight that they should be a couple or couple with great relationships. His eyes swept over Lu Yichen's watch with silver glow and enthusiastically advised him to help with the selection. When Yu Anxia took the clothes into the fitting room, the shopping guide spared no effort to recommend a new dress to Lu Yichen this spring. Lu Yichen's eyes swept over the clothes she recommended, and finally stopped on the simpler and more neat women's clothing next to him.

Nearly two hours later, I visited several famous stores on this floor, and Lu Yichen held his shopping bags all over his hands.

Sitting outside in the leisure area, Yu Anxia stuffed her bag into his arms: "I'll go to the bathroom, you can wait for me here."

Yu Anxia saw that the two little buns were about to end, and her pace couldn't help but speed up.

After coming out of the bathroom, she accidentally looked at the corner on the left and saw Xiao Qing flashing. She held a shopping bag in one hand and held a man's arm in the other, but the man turned around the corner before her. Yu Anxia had only had time to see the back of a wide dark gray suit, and the back seemed familiar.

Yu Anxia returned to the leisure area with her thoughts, took back the bag from Lu Yichen's arms, and prepared to get two more shopping bags.

Lu Yichen sideways and avoids: "Let's go, I'll just take it." Seeing her frowning and thinking, she asked again, "What's wrong?"

Yu Anxia looked at him, thought for a while, and shook her head with a smile: "It's nothing, I just saw a back that seemed a little familiar, but I can't remember who it was."

The matter involved Xiao Qing’s personal relationship issues, so it was hard to talk about them everywhere. Moreover, she couldn’t think of who the familiar back was. Perhaps she was too nervous and thought too much in the past two days.

Yueyue’s piano class is closer to the mall, so the two went to pick up their daughter first, but before they could reach the door of the piano class, Yu Anxia suddenly received a call from Ding Yujun, saying that Jiajia was picked up by Pang Qing.

"Mom said that my second aunt happened to be shopping here nearby. I thought that Jia Jia was in the painting class today and just took him to have a big meal." Yu Anxia put her phone back in her bag.

They both happened to have something to do last Saturday. Ding Yujun sent two children to the interest class. Pang Qing was just free and accompanied her, so picking her up today was very smooth.

Yu Anxia was angry while walking: "When Jiajia comes back, she will slap him well. Why are she so greedy? We all agreed that we will pick him up after a while."

Speaking of this, my heart suddenly stumbled. Yueyue and Jiajia were so close that Pang Qing had no reason to only pick up one child. She turned to look at Lu Yichen with a restless expression and said, "I didn't tell you yesterday that the child that Song Zhiwei didn't survive five years ago was Jin Mo's."

...

He picked up Yueyue from the piano class, and Lu Yichen walked aside and called Pang Qing.

Pang Qingzheng took Jia Jia to eat in a seafood restaurant. When he received a call from Lu Yichen, he just sneered: "Don't worry, when Jia Jia finished eating, I will take him back to the mansion. I have the money to settle with you and Yu Anxia!"

After saying that, he hung up and called Song Zhiwei, gave her the restaurant address, and asked her to come with all the birth certificates from the New York hospital that year, and immediately came with her to take her child to the mansion with her.

After calling, Pang Qing returned to Jiajia and sat down to help him peel crayfish.

Jia Jia looked satisfied with eating, and Pang Qing looked extremely happy from the side. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that Jia Jia was more like their Jinmo when he was a child.

"Second grandma." Jia Jia suddenly put down the scallops in her hand and raised her white and tender little face to look at her. Her eyebrows were frowned. At this time, she finally remembered Yu Anxia's usual advice, "Mommy said that I can't eat seafood often, at most once a month, and I can only eat a little at a time."

This has always been a very distressing problem for the snacker Jia Jia.

Pang Qing was angry when he heard Yu Anxia's name and said, "Don't listen to her. We Jiajia eat as much as we like. Are you still afraid of making grandma poor?" He didn't know how Yu Anxia took care of her children for five years. Forget it, she wouldn't even be willing to give her seafood to her children!

"How is it?" Seeing Lu Yichen coming over with the phone, Yu Anxia hurriedly led Yueyue forward.

Lu Yichen just called Lu Jinmo and Lu Wei, but they happened to be having a meeting in the city center hall today, and the phone could not be reached. He comforted Yu Anxia not to worry: "You drive Yueyue back to the mansion first, and second aunt will take Jiajia back later. I will take my taxi to find second uncle and Jinmo."

Pang Qing would not hurt the child, but if she really wanted to spit, she would probably be the only one who could control it.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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