Yunlai: "......"

！！！

I don't know how many people say that Xiao Nan looks like her......

Is it really that much like that?!

Not like it at all, right? The little milk is more skinny than when she was a child! With the little milk and his father, it's almost the same! But she doesn't know who Little Grandma's father is!

After hanging up the phone, Yunlai pushed his suitcase and went to find a place to settle down.

……

By the time we were settled, it would be three days later.

Yunlai rented a 40-square-meter cottage, which was enough for himself and Xiao Nan En to live.

……

The lights are on.

Yunlai and Liu Xianghui met in the capital of Golden Wings.

Liu Xianghui took Xiao Nan'en and arrived at the Golden Wing Capital Building before Yunlai.

One large and one small are sitting in the Starbucks in the building, and Liu Xianghui is looking at his mobile phone and talking to Yunlai on WeChat. The little grandmother next to her, holding the sky blue children's straw cup, pouted boredly and looked left and right.

Xiao Nan En is four years old, he was born white and pure, his facial features are delicate and exquisite, people who see Xiao Nan En will say that his parents must be very good-looking, and his appearance must be very top-notch, otherwise he would not have given birth to such a delicate and good-looking little boy.

When the little grandmother looked at the man who walked in at the door from a distance, her boring little eyes suddenly lit up in surprise.

"Aunt Xianghui, Aunt Xianghui~" Xiao Nanen hurriedly went to pull Liu Xianghui's sleeve.

"Good, call sister." Liu Xianghui corrected.

"Sister Xianghui." Xiao Nanen reluctantly called Sister Xianghui.

Liu Xianghui retracted her gaze from staring at the phone, and reached out to touch the cheek of the little grandmother: "Eh, it's really good." What's wrong? Liu Xianghui asked softly.

Xiao Nan En pointed to the man who came in the direction of the door: "Wo thinks that old man is a little familiar." ”

"Old man?" Liu Xianghui looked suspiciously in the direction pointed by Xiao Nanen, and when she saw who the man who came in, Liu Xianghui couldn't help coughing twice.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Nan En turned her head inexplicably, and her ignorant little eyes showed puzzlement.

Liu Xianghui hurriedly took a sip of matcha latte, suppressed her shock, and said slowly: "Good girl, that is not an old man, he is ......"

"Wo thinks he's like Wo Dad." Xiao Nan En didn't hesitate, and was very firm.

Liu Xianghui: "......"

Father?

Like a little milk En Dad?

Liu Xianghui subconsciously compared the faces of the two. It's okay if it's not compared, but when compared, it's really a little similar, the bridge of the nose, the distance between the eyes, and the shape of the lips are quite similar.

No, no, no!

Liu Xianghui quickly dispelled this frightened thought.

Even if they look similar, Xiao Nanen and Jin Shiyu have no half-dime relationship.

"Sister Xianghui?" The little grandmother's white and tender little hand waved in front of Liu Xianghui, and continued to say with an old god: "Sister Xianghui, you also think he is like a nest father, right?" Wo felt like it at first sight when he saw the old man, this may be the blood connection that Lai Lai said, maybe Wo finally found Wo's father. ”

Liu Xianghui: "......"

I don't know what to say!

Don't say it, it's quite similar, ask Yunlai when the time comes, see what she says. This trip back to China, maybe I can really help Yunlai find his parents.

It's just that if Xiao Nan'en's father is Jin Shiyu, this is a little too frightened! Liu Xianghui didn't even dare to think about it.

"Little Grandma, you...... Well? What about people? After Liu Xianghui clarified in her heart, she turned her head and found that the position of the little grandmother next to her was empty!

What about people?

……

Jin Shiyu, who had just arrived in the Golden Wing Capital, had just come in from the gate.

Chang Wei, the assistant behind him, followed closely.

When he came in, Jin Shiyu's dark eyes, which were originally not squinting, landed in Starbucks impartially, holding a blue children's straw cup, sitting on the little boy with two little feet shaking at the high bar.