Chapter 2059: A Time Joke Played by Fate
Looking at Aunt Lin, who was crying with the gold bracelet in her face, Yun Xi waved her hand to the bodyguard standing at the staircase, "Stay this kid, we have something to say to Aunt Lin!" β
"What? What do you do? This is my mother! What are you going to do! β
"We don't look like bad guys, do we? There are some things to ask Aunt Lin, it's inconvenient for you to know! Take him down! β
She knows the psychology of idle gangsters very well, there are things that he shouldn't know, and she doesn't want to be a bargaining chip in the future.
"You ......" The man glared at Yun Xi, and before he could run, he was dragged down the stairs by the bodyguards with his sleeves left and right.
Downstairs stood rows of bodyguards in black sunglasses, black suits and black leather shoes, one by two with cold faces looking a little vicious, and suddenly scared the man so much that he didn't even dare to run.
"Aunt Lin, let's talk in the house!" Yun Xi helped Aunt Lin, who was crying sadly, to the third floor.
As soon as she arrived at the door of the residence, she suddenly turned around, as if she remembered something, and looked at Xiao Jinglin: "I want to come to who you are, I, I have a picture of you, you are our young lady's fiancΓ©......"
"That's right, this Fudou was also left to you by her, right?"
"Yes...... The young lady left a picture and this necklace for me...... It's been more than ten years, and it's finally possible to return it to its original owner! β
Aunt Lin pushed the door into the house, and the simple house could almost be said to be surrounded by four walls, and the only locked wooden cabinet was also broken.
She took off the photo frame on the wall, took out the photo sandwiched in it and handed it to Xiao Jinglin, "The man in the photo is you, right?" β
Although it has been 20 years, his appearance has aged, but his appearance is not too far behind.
This is the only photo of Xiao Jinglin and Rong Rong, it is a photo taken on Rong Rong's birthday, the woman in the photo is wearing a purple and red Western-style dress and long skirt, with a luxurious fur collar on her shoulders, sitting on the palace sofa with her hair coiled, dignified and gentle, as if she can see endless tenderness.
Xiao Jinglin was wearing a suit and holding her hand and sat on the side, it should have been two people who were a good couple, but fate played a joke that lasted for a long time.
Although it is a rare color photo of that era, the color has been somewhat penetrated and smudged, and the old yellow hue of purple and purple still can't hide the tenderness of men's eyes and the happiness of women's eyes.
Xiao Jinglin looked at the photos he had seen for 20 years in his hand, and a sour feeling surged in his heart.
He also has a copy of this photo in his hand, and every sleepless night, he can only sleep with this photo in his arms, and no one knows the bitterness in his heart and his crazy thoughts.
Yun Xi took the photo, this was the first time she had seen what her biological mother looked like.
She had heard that the women in the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River all had the same tenderness as water.
In the previous life, she only knew what pretentiousness was, and she couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all.
Now seeing the woman in the photo, she finally understands that there really is such a woman, and when she laughs, she seems to be gentle for the whole year.
If it is similar, she looks more like a combination of Rong Rong and Xiao Jinglin, her eyebrows and eyes are like her mother, and her mouth and nose are more like her father.
She never imagined that such a beautiful woman would be her mother.
"Aunt Lin, the pendant and the photo were given to you by my mother, how did you meet back then? Did you work in the Rong family back then? β
"No, Miss is my savior, we used to live in the same residential building, there was a fire in the building that day, she dragged me out of the fire, she was still pregnant with a child at that time......"
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