Chapter 62: Xueba's Black Belly (62)
Yun Qiao didn't care, she already knew that it must be more than just them, and now that she heard it, she didn't change her expression at all.
Tan Xiaorong looked at Yun Qiao scrutinically, but in the end, she couldn't see anything.
Tan Xiaorong picked up the photo, "I'll take it back and put it back in place and put it on the coffee table." ”
After Tan Xiaorong finished speaking, she ran away quickly.
The other two girls also quickly followed.
Yun Qiao didn't have time to speak, they had already run away.
She wanted to say, just give it to me, I'll take it back.
By the way, she also wanted to look in the photo to see if there were any other clues.
But being touched by them, the clues must have been almost erased.
She couldn't see anything.
It only adds to the mystery.
Disrupting the train of thought.
Yun Qiao didn't catch up.
Since it is a thing of the An family, it is a photo of the owner of the An family and his ex-wife, and no one dares to break it casually or take the sheep with him.
The other side.
Tan Xiaorong ran not far away, and when she saw An Zhifei, she suddenly stopped.
The other two girls stopped beside Tan Xiaorong.
They looked at An Zhifei together.
"Xiao Rong, let's also go ask An Zhifei, shall we?"
Tan Xiaorong nodded and walked towards An Zhifei with the photo.
"Zhifei, I have something to look for you."
An Zhifei turned her head to look at the person who came, "Xiao Rong, what's the matter?" ”
Tan Xiaorong handed the photo to An Zhifei, pointed to the woman in the photo and asked, "Zhifei, do you know who this woman is?" ”
An Zhifei shook her head, "I don't know." ”
Tan Xiaorong pointed to the man again and asked, "What about this person?" Did You Know? ”
An Zhifei nodded, "This is my father?" ”
"This photo was taken many years ago, Xiao Rong, where did you get it from?"
"On the coffee table." Tan Xiaorong pursed her lips, looked at An Zhifei again, and smiled: "Zhifei, I know who this woman is." ”
An Zhifei was puzzled, "Who is it, tell me about it." ”
Tan Xiaorong was mysterious, "It's An Yunqiao's mother." ”
"Huh? Sister's mother? An Zhifei suddenly looked at the person in the photo, and the more she looked, the more she felt that she was very similar to An Yunqiao.
"Zhifei." Tan Xiaorong screamed.
"What?"
Tan Xiaorong continued, "Are you and An Yunqiao sisters? ”
An Zhifei was stunned, the hand under the table clenched and loosened, and smiled reluctantly, "What are you talking about, of course we are sisters." ”
Tan Xiaorong was inch by inch, "Then why aren't your mothers the same person, and you don't look alike." ”
An Zhifei forced a smile, "Sisters don't necessarily all look alike. ”
They can't let them know that her mother married into the An family later, and they can't let them know that she is not An's father's biological daughter, she is just someone else's daughter brought in by her mother.
Others were attracted by the movement here and came over to see the excitement.
Tan Xiaorong took the photo and showed it to everyone.
A boy wondered, "Who is the person in the photo?" ”
"I can't see it."
"If you look closely, you can see who it is."
"Who is it?"
Tan Xiaorong pointed to the person in the photo to show them, "The woman in this photo is An Yunqiao's mother, and the man is An Yunqiao's father." ”
"Isn't An Yunqiao's mother the Mrs. An we saw just now?"
"You stupid! They're not like each other at all, okay? ”
"In other words, An Zhifei's mother and An Yunqiao's mother are not the same person."
"An Yunqiao and An Zhifei are not sisters."
Among them, the one who knows the truth is unfathomable, "Of course not. ”