In a manor house on the outskirts of Lundun near the city.

A blonde woman with a face of about fifty years old, while constantly tidying up the decorations of the room, kept nagging at the blonde beauty who was sitting next to her with a child in her arms: "Namia, I've told you many times, why don't you want to move to your aunt's house?

Namia pouted and kissed the forehead of the child in her arms before smiling at her aunt and saying, "Aunt Isabella, isn't that good, lest I disturb your honeymoon life with Uncle Cameron, and then I will be guilty!"

"What are you talking about, Namia? Don't you know that your Uncle Cameron has been busy with the election of Labour leader lately? That old fellow, even his normal rest time is spent socializing! I drink so much every day that I'll throw him out into the street sooner or later!" said Isabella indignantly.

"Aunt Isabella, isn't Uncle Cameron doing this for his own career dreams and for you and Matthew to live comfortably?"

Hearing this, Isabella first glanced at Namia strangely before saying, "I need to rely on him, even if he doesn't have this job, I can support the family myself!"

For her niece, Isabella felt more and more strange.

In the past, Namiya's personality was a little unrestrained and lively, and even a little ghostly.

But since she felt unwell and then went to the hospital for an examination and found out that she was pregnant, Isabella found that her niece, as her belly got bigger and bigger, her whole personality was gradually changing.

Well, it's a lot more sensible!

Isabella thought it was just a sign of motherly love.

As for whose child her niece was pregnant, Isabella didn't think too much about it at first, always thinking that it was her ex-husband Fendi's!

But when her niece Namia gave birth to a child with black hair, black eyes and white skin, who was obviously a mixed-race child, Isabella knew that her initial guess was outrageously wrong!

Namia and her ex-husband Fendi are both pure Europeans with blonde hair, blue eyes and white skin, and logically speaking, no matter how exaggerated the child she gave birth to, she can't give birth to a child with black hair, black eyes and white skin, right?

Isabella is not stupid, she naturally understands that the child's biological father is not Namia's ex-husband Fendi!

And who the child's biological father is, Isabella did not ask, nor does she intend to ask, let alone ask.

In general, Isabella doesn't care at all who the child was born with Namia.

As long as it is certain that the child is Namia's biological child, Isabella is happy!

After all, with Namiya's current family background, even if she doesn't go to work, she can still live a chic life!

Don't forget, when Namia divorced her ex-husband Fendi, Namia received an agreement of nearly 30 million pounds.

Besides, even if Namia doesn't have all of that!

Just by virtue of being Isabella's own niece, it is absolutely impossible to lack money!

Namia's parents died in an accident when she was in high school, and she has been boarding at Isabella's home ever since.

Isabella has no daughters, only a son!

There is an old saying in Huaxia that only what is not is cherished.

Isabella fully expounds the true meaning of this sentence!

Because she didn't have a daughter, Isabella treated Namia as if she were her own daughter.

Even her own son, Matthew, was thrown into a corner by her.

It is precisely because he treats Namia as his own flesh and blood that he understands Namia better.

But one day, the person she thought she was very familiar with began to change quietly, and Isabella really didn't have any complaints or surprises except for adapting!

"Aunt Isabella, it's getting late, and if you don't go home, Uncle Cameron will be posting a missing person notice!" Namia said with a light smile as she glanced up at the alarm clock on her bedside table.

Hearing this, Isabella raised the watch on her wrist and glanced at it, and then said, "It's so late, then I won't go back, let's sleep in the guest room tonight!"

Namia looked at Isabella, who continued to be busy, with a helpless but happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

Isabella treats Namia as her daughter, and why hasn't Namia treated the other party as her mother?

It is precisely because of the loss that you will know how to cherish it more!

"Is Matthew not coming home again tonight?" asked Namia.

"When my son grows up and gets busy, how do you remember that there is an old mother at home?" Isabella said with a smile.

Isabella's son, Matthew, also worked for the state.

Over the course of the year, Namia had seen Matthew very little and didn't know exactly which department he was working for.

Coupled with the fact that Matthew had never been in the ward at home, Namia had never heard anything about Matthew's work.

However, Namia thought about it, and finally only thought of a departmental organization similar to MI6.

"Ding Dong~"

Just then, the doorbell rang!

When Namia heard this, she seemed to remember something, and then said with a smile: "Aunt Isabella, it should be that the order has been delivered!

When Isabella heard Namia's words, she immediately stopped what she was doing and picked up the smartphone next to the alarm clock on the bedside table and handed it to Namia.

Swipe the screen, then tap on the software that links to the camera at the door.

"Huh?"

Namia looked at the screen and frowned.

The person shown on the screen was not the delivery man that Namia was already familiar with, but several strange men who did not know him at all.

Namia clicked on the screen, then said into her phone, "Who are you?"

After Wang Xiang rang the doorbell, he stood outside the door with anxiety in his heart and waited quietly for the criticism of fate!

When the question "Who are you?" reached Wang Xiang's ears through the loudspeaker at the door, he was stunned at first, and then said excitedly: "Namia, it's me!"

Wang Xiang said this sentence in his original voice.

As soon as Namia heard this, her face suddenly fell.

It's you?

Who the hell knows who you are?

Neuropathy!

At this moment, Namia instinctively felt that the other party was a guy with a brain problem.

"Who are you? I don't know you!" said Namia in a cold voice.

When Wang Xiang heard Namiya's reply, his whole body suddenly became depressed.

At first, Wang Xiang thought that Namiya was willing to give birth to a child for herself, so she should be able to hear her own voice.

Unexpectedly, all this is just his wishful thinking.

Wang Xiang looked left and right, and when he found a small fountain on the left, he walked straight over.

First, he took out a bottle of gray powder from his pocket, then wet his hands, and then poured the powder into his hands and rubbed it back and forth.

After the powder in his hand was foamed after being wet, Wang Xiang lowered his head and leaned his face over, and then scrubbed his face vigorously.

A minute later, Wang Xiang washed off the camouflage on his face, took the handkerchief handed by the WX robot and wiped it clean, and then Wang Xiang returned to the door again.

Namia has been paying attention to the movements of everyone on the video, and as long as the situation is not right, she will immediately call the police.

Therefore, when Wang Xiang returned to the door again, Namiya's brows furrowed for a moment.

The Oriental man outside the door, the more Namia looked at it, the more she felt that she had seen it somewhere, but for a while, she just couldn't remember.

If Wang Xiang, who was standing outside the door, knew what Namiya was thinking at this moment, it was estimated that he would have the idea of collapse.

Even the child has helped the child, and he can't recognize what the child's father looks like......

"Well, you look familiar, don't we know each other?" asked Namia with a little embarrassment.

At this moment, Namia thought it was a visit from a friend she once knew.

Outside the door, Wang Xiang was even more embarrassed.

I thought it was an accident that Namia couldn't hear her voice, but she didn't expect that she had shown her true face, and she still didn't recognize it.

At this moment, Wang Xiang even felt that even if he forcibly + raped the sow, he would not be as embarrassed as he is now.

"Namia, do you remember that afternoon beach in Australia?" Wang Xiang reminded helplessly.

"Oh my God, is that you, Wang?" Namia immediately knew who Wang Xiang was.

Well, Namia is an Oriental face blind patient, which is forgivable.

It seems that there are many such face blind patients in the East?

"Namia, it's me!" was finally recognized.

The corners of Wang Xiang's mouth twitched, and there was no joy in his heart to be recognized.

"Wang, how did you find here? Oh, by the way, you should come in first!" said Namia with a delighted expression.

After that, he swiped left and right on his phone.

"Click~"

The door that hindered Wang Xiang was opened.

After the door opened, Wang Xiang walked in.

A bunch of WX robots followed!

In the room, Namia hurriedly put the child in the crib, and Isabella, who was silent, suddenly asked, "Namia, who is here?"

Namia was about to walk out for a moment, and then said embarrassedly, "That ......"

Namia was completely unexplained.

Isabella hadn't seen such an excited Namia for a long time, and she couldn't help but say something more. So, when Namia showed an inexplicable look, Isabella could only smile helplessly and said, "Hurry up!"

"Aunt Isabella, I'll go first, and I'll explain to you when I get back!" said Namia happily.

In fact, for Namiya, Wang Xiang is actually just a temporary ** after an indulgence.

Namia wasn't interested in it.

And what changed Namiya's mentality was actually the child she was accidentally conceived.

This child has become the button that connects the two again.

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PS: Book friends, didn't you pray for me?

I'll go there!

The blind date is only 17 years old......

Who is the matchmaker?

Don't you know that at the author's age, for a 17-year-old young man, he is completely at the level of an uncle?

To treat such a immature big Lori, do I choose to start?

Underage!

Doesn't anyone know that the author is a mature woman?

Ahem, although the blind date is really a little girl who has just turned 17 years old, the author is still not so heartbroken!

Kudos to me for my righteous deeds!

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If you disagree, send a comment to discuss the truth with the author.

If the author can be convinced, the author is willing to have no humanity for a while......

Well, the author's bottom line is low, don't try to tempt me......

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