In Santa Fe Central Hospital, in an extremely spacious hall, Nalan Ying sat at the top of the desk, teaching the attending doctors of this hospital about her medical experience and some current situation in the medical field. As a doctor graduated from a top university in the medical field in China, Nalan Ying naturally spoke very professionally, and everyone in the audience listened carefully while whispering to each other, with a look of great benefit on their faces.

With the passage of time, the three-hour academic report and exchange seminar of the college finally came to an end. When Nalan Ying was about to say goodbye and return to the villa where she was temporarily staying, even the principal of the Central Hospital personally sent her out of the hospital, and she did not return satisfied until Nalan Ying drove away.

Nalan Sakura was sitting in a taxi, but the mobile phone in her bag suddenly rang. Nalan Ying took out her mobile phone and saw that it was her son Shao Yang calling, so she hurriedly connected it.

"Yangyang, how are you doing in Santa Feyton, are you used to the environment, are you still used to living in the dormitory?" After Nalan Ying connected the mobile phone, she hurriedly asked Shao Yang.

"I'm fine, don't worry. I'm calling you because I have something to ask you. Shao Yang replied casually, and then changed the topic, after all, he called his mother not to report to her about his studies and life at school.

"What's the matter?" Nalan Ying smiled slightly.

"Did Yunxiao come to the place where we live, looking for you and grandpa?" Shao Yang had a slight sense of confirmation in his question, and suddenly asked like this.

"I don't know about this, my mother is still on her way back to the villa. But why do you ask? Did Yun Xiao tell you that he would come to see me and my dad today? Nalan Ying shook her head, and then asked with the same curiosity.

"He didn't tell me, I deduced it myself. Mom, if he comes to you, he must have something to ask. If so, just tell me what he asked. Because I always feel that Yun Xiao seems to have something in his heart these days, but he doesn't tell me, and he ...... that day" Shao Yang's voice slammed when he said this, originally he wanted to tell him about going out drinking with Yun Xiao that day, but after thinking about it, he felt that as a brother, it was better to hide this matter for Yun Xiao.

"Really? Okay, whether Yun Xiao is here or not, I can confirm it after I go back, of course my mother will agree to your request. The corners of Nalan Ying's mouth lifted slightly, and she immediately agreed with a smile, and then reminded Shao Yang with concern, "You are in school, you have to learn from Liu Qingyi, remember to make more friends, it will be good for you in the future." Well, it's not too early, you have to pay attention to rest at school and don't get too tired from studying. ”

"Okay Mom, I know, you come to me again." On the other end of the phone, Shao Yang's rather depressed complaint came, which also made Nalan Ying quite dumbfounded, so she had to finally shut up, "Okay, mom hangs up, remember to come back early on the weekend." ”

"Well, by the way, Mom, is Uncle still staying in Santa Fe and not returning to Songhai?" Shao Yang was also stunned for some reason, and suddenly remembered something, and then asked his mother a little tentatively.

"yes, he didn't know what was wrong, so he had to stay in Santa Fe to work, and said that the company suddenly asked him to come here on a business trip...... Where do you think there is such a coincidence? Nalan Ying pretended to say this to Shao Yang for no reason, because she didn't want Shao Yang to get involved in this matter.

"Oh-actually, uncle, he ......" Shao Yang said here, his tone eased slightly, and then he smiled and continued to propose, "It's just that I'm worried about you, if he wants to stay, just let him be." It just so happens that I want him to accompany me and Yunxiao to the court to play on the weekend. ”

"Maybe. Anything else? Nalan Ying seemed to ask like this, but in fact, she didn't want her son to ask her these things again, she really didn't want Shao Yang to be distracted by her studies.

"There's no Mom, then I'll hang up, and you can rest early, bye." After Shao Yang finished speaking, he hung up the mobile phone, and then frowned slightly, and the body lying on the bed in the bedroom also sat up slowly, looking at a photo frame that he placed on the desk table with a solemn and complicated gaze, and the photo in the frame was a family photo of his parents and a family of three......

Seeing Shao Yang hang up the phone, Nalan Ying was finally able to take a deep breath, and then the smile on her face turned into solemnity, trying to put Shao Wenbo's matter aside, turning her head to look out of the car window, and a slight puzzle came out of her mouth: "If Yunxiao comes to me and Dad, what will she have to ask?" But I'd love to check what kind of brain damage he had when he went to Europe last year. ”

As night falls on this seaside city, the moonlight shines through the tall trees and through the leaves on the tree-lined stone pavements of the Santa Feyton Business School.

Since leaving the central hospital, Mo Qingyu and Fang Ziyin have returned to school together at the request of Shen Ruxin. The two had been walking quietly side by side towards the girl's apartment, although they both had no intention of talking to each other very tacitly, but the atmosphere was slightly tense.

It wasn't until he came downstairs to the dormitory, seeing that he was finally about to separate, that Fang Ziyin turned to look at Mo Qingyu and said in a soft tone: "Qingyu, I know you are prejudiced against me. At the beginning, it was true that I was sorry for your brother, you can blame me, but my love for your brother is absolutely sincere. I hope that one day, you will be able to try to accept me, just like your mother. ”

Mo Qingyu didn't say anything after hearing this, but turned around and ignored Fang Ziyin, in order to show that he was not interested in the latter's words at all.

Fang Ziyin looked at Mo Qingyu like this, and she also made a rather helpless expression on her face, and knew that it was useless to say more, so she turned around and left quickly, walking towards her dormitory.

Mo Qingyu glanced at Fang Ziyin's departing figure, and after snorting rather indifferently, she also hurriedly ran to her dormitory, because she still had something to talk to Liu Qingyi.

With Mo Qingyu returning to the dormitory, outside the Liujia villa in Santa Fe Modern City, a car also drove to the side of the road and stopped, and then Liu Cen and Jiang Hongxia walked out of the car and greeted Aunt Mei, the nanny who had been waiting at the door for a long time, who took the bags of the two and led the two to the restaurant.

During dinner, Liu Cen just lowered his head and frowned and ate the rice in the bowl, and rarely even picked up vegetables, looking at the former's expression, he was obviously a little entangled, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't mean to say it.

Jiang Hongxia looked at her husband like this, and knew that Liu Cen must have asked what happened in the conversation between the two just now. So he hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and took the lead in asking: "Liu Cen, what are you thinking?" What did you just say to Tang Hao? ”

"Oh-" Hearing Jiang Hongxia's questioning voice, Liu Cen came back to his senses, and after a pause in his tone for a moment, he proposed in a low voice, "Hongxia, I think we will be free on the weekend, you can secretly bring Xiaobin out, and then ......"

Liu Cen said that he looked at his wife, and then finally accentuated his tone: "I want to take him to the hospital to have his DNA tested." ”

"What did you say?" When she heard Liu Cen's words, Jiang Hongxia instantly exclaimed in surprise, "Why? Do you think ......"

Jiang Hongxia said that she didn't dare to think about it anymore, after all, she didn't know that Tang Xiaobin was not Tang Hao's biological son.

"Yes, because Tang Hao said that Xiaobin was the child he picked up outside the hospital where you gave birth ten years ago." Liu Cen's voice was also very low when he said this, and then he put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Jiang Hongxia, explaining word by word, "In other words, Xiaobin is not his biological son. So I suspect ......"

"Do you suspect that someone dropped our children back then? So - so why our children are born to die inexplicably? The expression on Jiang Hongxia's face almost turned into surprise and panic at this moment, it is no wonder that after all, ten years have passed since the events of that year, and now she feels like a fantasy to make such a guess out of thin air.

"I'm just guessing, and now we can only make up our minds after we can prove whether Xiaobin is our child or not. Actually-" Liu Cen's brows furrowed even more when he said this, staring at Jiang Hongxia's face with a slightly contradictory face and whispering, "Actually, I know that you are also very scared, because if Xiaobin is not our child, we will just have an empty joy, and we will also disturb the life of Tang Hao's family; But if Xiaobin is really our child, then what happened back then may be a premeditated revenge that no one can imagine......"

Hearing Liu Cen's words, Jiang Hongxia, who has always been wise, seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes turned cold. But because it was just his own speculation, he didn't open his mouth to tell Liu Cen, but muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "If someone would really do this, could it be- him?" ”

In the dormitory on the third floor of Santa Fe Eaton Business School, Yu Dandan, Cheng Xiaowei and even Ling Fei are all staying in the dormitory doing homework, but looking at the entire dormitory, there is no Liu Qingyi, of course, this is not surprising, according to the latter's previous habits, at this time, they are still reviewing their homework in the self-study room; But today, although the latter is not there, the person is not in the school building, but on the shore of the school's Lake Eden.

Next to the only still lake in the business school, Liu Qingyi sat quietly on a stone bench alone, dragging her chin with her slender hands, letting the evening breeze hit her face, caressing the bangs in front of her forehead, and raising the green silk on her shoulders and back. Liu Qingyi looked at the lake, watching the swans in pairs in the center of the lake frolicking back and forth, and the whole person's state of mind seemed to be extremely clear at this moment.