Luo Jiao wanted to call Han Qiyu and Qi Mingnian to ask about it, but the system seemed to see through her thoughts, detained her consciousness and didn't let her go out, and asked her to sign a contract.

After the contract was signed, it turned into a streamer and flew into her mind, and Luo Jiao's consciousness suddenly rushed out of the system space. Seeing the mobile phone in front of the makeup mirror, Luo Jiao subconsciously dialed Han Qiyu.

The phone rang for more than ten seconds before it was picked up, followed by Han Qiyu's cold voice: "What's the matter? Didn't you just see it at night?"

"Talk, why don't you speak?" On the other side, he only heard a breathing sound, and nothing else could be heard, Han Qiyu hung up the phone: "What's going on? ”

Qi Mingnian took a towel and came over: "I guess I pressed it unintentionally, right? Wipe your hair, although there is an air conditioner, be careful of catching a cold." ”

"It's still your sweetness. Taking the towel in Qi Mingnian's hand, Han Qiyu wiped her wet hair, and the hotel room seemed warm for a while.

Luo Jiao's mood in the apartment was not good, she called Han Qiyu as soon as she got out of the system space, but after the phone was connected, she couldn't say what she wanted to say at all, and the sweat beads on her head came down in a hurry.

Hanging up the phone over there, Luo Jiao suddenly screamed: "System, did you do it?"

The system's voice was cold: "Yes, the system is for the personal safety of the host. ”

"That's my mother, will my own mother still kill me?" Luo Jiao's face was swollen and red, and she walked up and down the living room of the apartment, and at the end she stomped her foot heavily.

Jiang Chan sighed silently, although intellectually she could understand why Luo Jiao had such a reaction, but emotionally she really couldn't accept Luo Jiao's impatient character.

"Whether there is a relationship or not, let's talk about it, the host actually has doubts, right? I just can't believe it. The system's voice was cold, but Luo Jiao felt a little cruel.

Seeing that Luo Jiao was silent, the system continued: "Instead of shouting here, the host should verify it himself, and the system never publishes false news." ”

For the words of the task entruster, Jiang Chan is not fully believed, but the blessing of the metaphysical books given by Tuo Qingyuan, who is related to whom, she can see at a glance.

Although Han Qiyu's face has changed a lot, Jiang Chan can still see that she and Luo Jiao are not related by blood at all.

Luo Jiao must be her father's daughter, so the only problem is that her mother is not her own mother, that is to say, the Han Qiyu in front of her is not the real Han Qiyu.

"I don't believe it, I'm going to call Uncle Chen, and Uncle Chen said that when my mom gave birth to me, he and my dad were there. Luo Jiao said that she was going to touch her mobile phone, Jiang Chan was helpless, why didn't she find Luo Jiao so stupid?

She has already prompted this, Luo Jiao still doesn't understand? Although encountering such a thing has a great impact on people, but after that moment of impact, people should quickly calm down and use their brains more.

Jiang Chan found that he had a particularly low tolerance for people who didn't like to use his brain, but on the other hand, he could understand that after all, she was a sixteen-year-old girl, not like she had already experienced so many worlds.

Unable to bear it, Jiang Chan gave a hint again: "The system never said that the host is not the daughter of Luo Linchang and Han Qiyu, the system just told the host that the host is not related to the Han Qiyu in front of him." ”

She has already said this, if Luo Jiao doesn't understand again, Jiang Chan plans to ...... I plan to triple Luo Jiao's study tasks in the future!

"This Han Qiyu in front of you, this ...... in front of you" Luo Jiao muttered to herself: "You mean there are two Han Qiyu? But this is so possible? My grandmother only gave birth to one daughter from my mother!"

"But if this is not Han Qiyu, then who is she? Where did my mother go?" At this time, Luo Jiao's mind seemed to have a light of mind, perhaps she had subconsciously accepted that the one she saw at night was not her own mother.

"This requires the host to find out the truth on its own, and the host is already sixteen years old and should have its own judgment. When encountering an emergency, you should quickly calm down and find answers on your own, rather than subconsciously seeking help from others. ”

Jiang Cicada stopped at the point, and at the same time told Luo Jiao how to face emergencies. If everything needs to be told, what is Luo Jiao's mind left for?

"I'm going to think about it, think about it, the impact tonight is too great, bigger than the impact I met you. Luo Jiao walked towards the bedroom with vague steps, still muttering to herself.

"You're right, I shouldn't have asked her directly, if she's really not my mom. Luo Jiao's face changed, and she suddenly squatted down next to the trash can, and put the few strands of Han Qiyu's hair in a small bag.

Jiang Chan was silent, although this fact was cruel, she still had to tell Luo Jiao. Because she was only able to accompany Luo Jiao for a short period of time, she still needed to go down by herself later.

If she doesn't find out the truth herself, it's hard to guarantee that something will happen to her later, which is also inconsistent with the client's original intention.

After tossing and turning all night, Luo Jiao basically didn't fall asleep, and she was always thinking about it in her mind. If the system didn't say that she was not related to Han Qiyu, she wouldn't think about it at this level.

But as soon as the system mentioned it, she gradually realized that something was wrong. Before the age of ten, her parents were very affectionate, and her mother loved her very much, cared about her very much, and she had all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

But after the death of his father Luo Linchang, his mother seemed to have changed within two years. Her relationship with herself is getting more and more strained, and she doesn't care about her anymore, and she knows that she is busy with work all the time, so she usually throws her to the nanny.

She never went to her father's death day, and when she was twelve years old, she threw her on a foreign plane despite her cries. On weekdays, when I called, I scolded her for how much money she spent, and there was no warmth at all.

The more I think about it, the more weird Luo Jiao feels. But if this Han Qiyu is really not her mother, then where did her mother really Han Qiyu go?

The system must know something, but the system will not tell her. Luo Jiao sighed and looked at the two small plastic bags on the table with uncertain eyes.

"System, you said that if this Han Qiyu is fake, does Uncle Qi know?"

Supporting her head with one hand, Luo Jiao's head hurt when she thought about it. As the pillow person of this Han Qiyu, does Qi Mingnian know that this Han Qiyu is fake?