Yan Juan made breakfast early and always looked at her watch; "It's not too early."

Yan Yixin couldn't cry or laugh: "It's only eight o'clock, where would Ling Ziwei get up so early!" ”

Yan Juan thought that when that guy "borrowed" to live in his own home, he always missed breakfast most of the time, but he could use lunch directly, and he couldn't help but smile at his eagerness.

"But it's Friday!" She muttered and looked at Yan Yixin with a blank look.

"Alright, call him up!" Yan Yixin called with a smile and pressed the speakerphone.

Sure enough, I heard Ling Ziwei's sleepy voice: "Isn't it, you woke me up early in the morning just to show me a photo?" I haven't seen much else in my life, but the photos of beautiful 'women' ......"

"It's Yan Xuan's mother." Yan Yixin explained simply, and Ling Ziwei immediately became serious.

"You look for a picture of when you were younger, at least before you went to City A."

Yan Yixin passed the photo to Ling Ziwei: "There are no more photos from before, but Yan Juan's mother has not been much, and this photo still looks very young." ”

"Okay, I think it must be beautiful." Ling Ziwei said with a smile, "Actually, just let Lu Xiang bring it to me, she will come over this afternoon."

"I'm afraid that you will forget your business when you see her, so you put up with it first." Yan Yixin teased.

"I received it. Yes...... Hey...... She ...... the two words behind Ling Ziwei seemed to have an unexpected exclamation. A few interjections in a row made Yan Yixin and Yan Juan immediately look at each other.

can make Ling Ziwei sigh like this, it can be seen that things are unusual.

Yan Yixin raised his eyebrows: "Do you know?" Who is she? ”

Ling Ziwei was silent for a while, and Yan Yixin was not in a hurry, just waiting patiently. Yan Xuan's fingers clasped his arm tightly, and his eyes were fixed on the telephone, although the voice was invisible.

"Ling Ziwei!" She couldn't help but scream.

"Oh, Yan Xuan." His voice calmed down, but there was still a faint confusion, "This 'girl', where should I have seen it, looks a little familiar." However, I may have been too young to remember her very clearly. ”

"Have you seen it? Is it such a coincidence? Yan Yixin was surprised and delighted, and when she glanced at Yan Juan, she was also surprised.

"When I think about it, my impression is very vague, and I don't know if it's the same person. In my impression, it's not quite the same. It should be a perm ......."

Yan Juan held her breath: "Yes, when my mother was young, she permed her hair. Later, when I came to City A, I kept my hair short because it was easy to take care of. ”

"Now that I have an impression, the scope of the search is shortened. When I was a child, the circle of 'friends' was so big. Don't worry, there will be a response soon, so be patient. Ling Ziwei hung up the phone after speaking, leaving two people excited to be in disbelief for such good news.

Yan Wan looked at him suspiciously: "Ling Ziwei knows? Isn't it too much of a coincidence? I don't think there's something quite right. ”

"No book can be made without coincidence." Yan Yixin smiled and said, "If Ling Ziwei has seen it, maybe it's their relatives?" ”

"Impossible, right?" After his eyes, he was a little incredulous, "So, my mother is really from Zhejiang?" Moreover, he still has some dealings with the Ling family? But there shouldn't be a lot of contact, so Ling Ziwei can't remember clearly. ”

"On the contrary, I don't think the relationship between your mother and the Ling family will be too ordinary. When your mother left City A, how old was Ling Ziwei at that time?

If he has an impression of your mother, it means that she should have a close relationship with the Ling family. ”

After the eyes asked excitedly, he clasped his ten fingers again: "I...... I can't tell how I feel, I'm a little happy, I'm a little disbelieving, I'm a little ......"

"You're afraid of the truth." Yan Yi replied firmly.

"Maybe." After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, "When will he hear back?" ”

"Don't worry, go to work first. I have a meeting at half past nine, and I'll let you know as soon as he has news. Yan Yixin comforted her and drew a 'kiss' on the corner of her forehead, and then picked up her briefcase, "Do you want to work on stilts?" ”

"Ah, are you going to work?" Yan Juan came back to his senses and took a coat casually, but forgot his handbag.

"Don't panic, it's better to have hope than no hope, right?"

Yan Juan took a deep breath: "Actually, I am like a traveler who travels far away, the closer I get to my hometown, the more cowardly I feel." Listening to Ling Ziwei's tone, it seemed that the mystery of my life experience would soon be solved, and I felt a little afraid to know. ”

"I understand." Yan Yixin grabbed her arm and hugged her symbolically.

Yan Wan stared at it, and suddenly smiled: "Let's go, what to do, what to do, I still have to do something." I'm going to be preparing my work for the competition, and now that I've made up my mind, I can't miss it. I heard that Chen Xiaorong is also going to participate in the competition, with the guidance of several designers from Lu's. ”

"She also likes design?"

"Well, she loves jewelry." Yan Juan nodded, and emphasized, "She has always liked it, so I am not surprised at all to be a designer." ”

In her previous life, she was the horn of the Lu family!

"Don't worry, she's not as good as you."

"Huh?" Yan Juan was a little puzzled by his blind confidence, "I'm just a novice, I heard that Lu Wenjun intends to let her go to Paris for further study, and when the time comes, her achievements may really surpass mine!" ”

"Do top designers come from advanced training? It's enough to have a sharpened head at the bottom of the day, where are there so many well-known designers who are not from a professional class? ”

"Thank you for your comfort!" Yan Juan made a joke, "Don't worry, at least I won't lose to her." She went to Paris to study, and I didn't give up on my own improvement. Anyway, I also got a year of training before her, right? Moreover, I have practical experience, and no matter how good the teachers in Paris are, they also need time to precipitate,"

"It's good to have faith." Yan Yixin was pleased.

Her smile, though faint, was full of confidence. Yan Yixin felt a little 'confused', Yan Juan's growth was as silent as the 'spring' wind sneaking into the night, but when he found out, he had already transformed into a confident 'woman'.

It's no longer the one who heard about the competition and just thought that he could enter the semi-finals, and he achieved his goal. What she wants now is to win an award, and she wants to compete for the second prize.

"You gave me faith!" Yan Juan stuck out her tongue with a smile, "You go in first, I'll shake it for a while, so as not to be laughed at by the front desk." ”

"Who dares to laugh?" Yan Yixin is occasionally arrogant.

"Of course I don't dare on my face, but I think so in my heart." Yan Juan smiled and pushed him, "Let's go!" I just took a spin and might get some inspiration before I walked into the office. ”

Yan Yixin smiled bitterly: "Aren't you here without three hundred taels of silver?" Who else in the company doesn't know about our relationship? ”

"People in the world like to do these superficial things!" Yan Wan glanced at him, "What's more, your grandfather has never let go, and you can't not give him any face, right?" On the surface, his wife is peaceful, and he can pretend to turn a blind eye. What's the benefit of you 'pushing' him to act? ”

Yan Yixin said dotingly: "Okay, you have a point!" ”

Yan Juan watched him walk into the Yan Mansion with a smile, the sun fell warmly on his shoulders, and a beautiful light and shadow slid down. People come and go at the big 'gate', and they are all Yan's 'fine' Ying.

Sitting in the office, Yan Juan tried to put the story about her mother behind her and began to concentrate on drawing. However, my heart was always heavy, and I still had expectations, and I drew one picture after another, but none of them were in line with my heart.

Later, he simply painted the portrait of his mother on a blank piece of paper. The mother's smile, although gentle, always seemed to carry a layer of worry. They live in seclusion in City A, she goes to kindergarten, and her mother works 9 to 5. The fixed three lines of home-unit-kindergarten have become all of the mother's life. No matter how you look at it, she looks like a 'female' person who is willing to be plain.

"Yan Xuan!"

She raised her head, and it turned out to be Yan Yixin.

"What's wrong? Find your mother's *** story, it shouldn't be a thunderbolt! He closed the office door and walked in.

When he went to work, he rarely came into her office.

"I think of my mother, who is gone, but always lives in my heart, in the depths of my heart. In every lonely moment, I always think of her, and then tears welled up in my eyes. Yan Juan let him gently wipe away the thunder that had not fallen.

Knowing that Yan Yixin came over at this time, he must have the whereabouts of his mother's life experience. But she didn't want to ask, but looked at the white paper on the table, recalling her mother sentence by sentence.

Yan Yixin listened quietly and did not speak.

After babbling for a long time, Yan Juan finally stopped. looked at the portrait blankly, and sighed: "Is there news coming?" She...... Who the hell is it? ”

Yan Yixin hugged her, and the two of them sat on the sofa on one side.

Yan Juan looked at him quietly, stretched out his fingers and gently traced his facial features.

"Your mother's family used to be a prominent family in Zhejiang." Yan Yixin said a word, as if he was thinking about the following words, and paused.

"Hmm." Yan Juan nodded, "I thought of it too, otherwise, how could Ling Ziwei feel familiar at a glance?" In the past, there were a lot of contacts with the Ling family, right? ”

"Yes, she also has an identity, she is the god'daughter of the Zhang family, and she is still Zhang Taiwei's aunt in name."

"Ahh Yan Wan let out a low cry. "No wonder there are a lot of 'friends' between them, the Zhang family and the Ling family are cousins. Ling Ziwei's father's wife is the 'daughter' of the Zhang family, and my mother can also be called sisters? ”

"Yes." Yan Yixin hugged her a little tighter, until her entire body was embedded in his arms.

Yan Juan looked up suspiciously: "Is there still Si Mao's more earth-shattering inside story?" ”

He tightened her a little, and his ribs hit his 'chest', making Yan Juan feel faintly painful.

These words, as if they were just a prelude to the truth, made Yan Juan faintly afraid. Almost reached out, trying to cover his mouth.