"Ding-dong, ding-dong......" A pleasant sound of the door Ling woke up Qiao Yi and Qiao's father, who were immersed in each other's emotional world.

"Okay, it looks like a guest is coming. The scarlet tiger pointed at Menling a little embarrassed and spoke, and the scene of the father and son of the Qiao family hugging each other and crying sadly made its nose a little sour.

Qiao's father is a doctor, and his self-control is very accessible, he quickly regained his usual calm, picked up a towel and wiped his face, walked to Menling, and pressed the speakerphone: "May I ask who you are?"

"Brother-in-law, it's me, Xiuran. A delicate female voice came into the ears of Qiao's father, Qiao Yi and Scarlet Tiger.

"Jiang Xiuran, aren't you going to France, when did you come back?" Qiao's father saw the woman inside through the video painting, and his thick black eyebrows couldn't help but twist up.

"I just came back, and I remembered that today happened to be Xiaoyi's birthday, so I didn't even go home, I rushed over from the airport, why, my brother-in-law wasn't going to let me in?"

"Come in. Qiao's father pressed the door button indifferently, and then hung up the video call.

"Dad, that Xiuran is my mother's sister?" Qiao Yi asked with a very surprised look at his unhappy father.

"Hmm. Dad Qiao hummed softly.

"Then why haven't I seen her in all these years?, and I don't seem very happy to see her?" Qiao Yi's little face showed a tangled and puzzled expression.

For this aunt who suddenly appeared, looking at his father's attitude, he was both a little expectant and a little apprehensive.

"She went to France when you were three years old, it's normal for you not to remember her, the guests are coming up soon, let's not talk about people behind our backs. Qiao's father replied lightly.

Sure enough, not long after Qiao's father's words fell, a young woman in a white dress and a flower skirt stepped on the stairs and climbed up the second floor.

The scarlet tiger stared at it, the woman looked about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, about 1.65 meters tall, carrying a silver-gray suitcase in her hand, wearing a white sleeveless chiffon shirt and a light pink knee-length skirt.

With milky white high heels on his feet, his long black hair pulled back behind his head, revealing a smooth and beautiful face, the whole person looks refreshing, capable and bright.

What a beautiful beauty! Scarlet Tiger sighed in her heart, her appearance was six points similar to Qiao Yi's mother, but the temperament of the two was completely different.

Qiao Yi's mother looked at her with an indescribable quiet and gentleness, while the woman in front of her looked capable and elegant, and her momentum was compelling.

"You are Xiao Yi, I can't imagine that after six years, you have grown so big. After this woman entered the door, her eyes first stopped on Qiao's father's face for a while, and quickly moved to Qiao Yi's body.

She put the suitcase on the ground, walked in front of Qiao Yi in two steps, squatted down, and reached out to stroke his cheek.

"Are you my aunt?" Qiao Yi smelled the perfume on her body and wrinkled her nose unconsciously.

I couldn't help but take two steps back, avoiding her hand, and for some reason, after seeing this aunt, the expectation in Qiao Yi's heart slowly faded.

"Yes, I am your aunt, my surname is Jiang, my name is Xiuran, I am your mother's own sister, when I left, you were only three years old, and it is normal for me not to remember now. ”

Jiang Xiuran's hand stiffened slightly in the air, and soon returned to her nature, she smiled softly and spoke, as for the parrot of the scarlet tiger, it didn't enter her eyes at all.