At the same time, Nanjiang Villa.

The autumn rain slowly sprinkled on the leaves like a veil, ticking against the window panes, making the huge study even more silent.

Mrs. Li looked at the pictures, files, and information on her mobile phone, and her heart was mixed.

"Ye Wanhua, 45 years old, Wanhua Jewelry?"

"How could it be Ye Wanhua?"

She has watched it several times, and she still compares it little by little with the photos of Yi Xiaodan when she was alive, even if they are more than twenty years apart, the appearance of the two is still very similar.

At least that's what Mrs. Li thinks.

Wanhua Jewelry has a store in Yishen Shopping, and Mrs. Li not only knows, but also has visited it in person.

It's just that Ye Wanhua has settled in country Y for many years, and the number of times she has come to Jincheng is only a handful, and Mrs. Li lives in a simple place, so it is naturally difficult for the two to meet.

At this time, Wu's mother came in with medicinal food.

She couldn't help frowning slightly when she saw that the pastries on the small table were still untouched.

"Madame, taste it quickly, while it's hot."

Although a faint smile appeared on the corner of Mrs. Li's mouth, her eyes were still on the screen of her mobile phone, and her doubts and uneasiness did not decrease by half a point, but became more and more intense.

She knew that her worries might be unnecessary, but she just couldn't control the surge of emotions.

"Madam, this ingredient was specially sent by Young Master Zishen in the afternoon, saying that it can improve sleep and relieve headaches. You weren't awake yet, so you didn't report it in time. ”

"Just send these, and you don't see anyone."

After the words fell, Mrs. Li put her phone aside and picked up the spoon with a complicated expression.

She frowned, sighed softly, the spoon turned in circles in the soup bowl, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in an indescribable worry, and she couldn't be happy.

This should have been happy, after all, the son had already made concessions and sent supplements.

Although Mrs. Li didn't say anything, as a servant for many years, Mama Wu has always been by her side and knows her very well.

"Madame, you don't have to worry. Ye Wanhua and Miss Yi actually don't look too similar, at most they are a little alike. You are the noble lady of the Li family, and the biological mother of Young Master Zishen and Young Master Zihan, this is an indisputable fact, and no one can snatch it away. Mother Wu comforted softly.

Madame Li raised her head, a look of gratitude flashed in her eyes, but she was still suspicious.

"Maybe you're right, but ...... The similarities between them are too high. I always feel that she is Yi Xiaodan, she is back, she is not dead, she wants to take away everything from me. ”

Mother Wu shook her head lightly and continued to comfort: "Madam, you think, Ye Wanhua and Miss Yi's life trajectories are completely different. Miss Yi has also been gone for decades, you don't need to be sad about this, why torture yourself. ”

Mrs. Li knew that what Wu's mother said was the truth, but the uneasiness in her heart was still difficult to dissipate.

She put down the spoon and stared at the empty study, her thoughts wandering, and she unconsciously remembered the scene when Yi Xiaodan was alive.

"Madam, the most important thing for you now is your body, and you will have to help take care of your grandson in the future."

When Mrs. Li heard this, she suddenly woke up and looked at Mother Wu fixedly: "Yes, you're right, I can't fall, I still have to hold my grandson." ”

After the words fell, she hurriedly picked up the spoon and forced herself to drink the soup one bite at a time.

Even if her heart is still anxious, she must face it strongly, because she is not alone, she is a mother of two children, and she must protect them.

Just then, a shout came.

"Mom, guess what I bought?"

Li Zihan gently pushed open the hidden study door, still holding a paper bag in his hand.

When he entered, he saw his mother holding a spoon, and although the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, there was a little sadness in her eyes that could not be hidden.

"Mom, it's a baked sweet potato!" Li Zihan said softly and quickly opened the paper bag.

Mrs. Li nodded with satisfaction.

"Look, the young master is so filial, it's the most suitable to eat this on a rainy day, it smells so fragrant." Mother Wu said with a smile and hurriedly stepped aside.

Li Zihan walked up to Mrs. Li and asked with concern, "Mom, what's wrong?" What's wrong, why doesn't it seem like you're in a good mood? “

Mrs. Li sighed, knowing that her youngest son was a careful person and was not easy to fool.

So, she told her son about going to the orphanage today, and handed her phone to her son along with the photo album in the drawer.

"Look, doesn't it look alike?"

After hurriedly flipping through it, Li Zihan suddenly smiled heartily.

"Mom, you really dare to think that Ye Wanhua and Yi Xiaodan are obviously two completely different people. One is a famous designer, a big boss, and the other has long been turned into a pile of bones, how is it possible, I dare to think! ”

Mrs. Li nodded thoughtfully, although her son's words were straightforward, they were also to the point.

She took the photo album and mobile phone away, and then looked at Li Zihan fixedly: "Where did you go crazy at night, why did you come back at this point?" ”

Mother Wu: "......"

Faced with the sudden change in his mother, Li Zihan couldn't react directly.

"Oh, night, that, I'm ......"

"Zihan, you're not too young, isn't it time to talk about a serious girlfriend, what can mom do to hug her grandson?" Mrs. Li asked with a serious face.

Li Zihan hurriedly held his mother's hand and swayed back and forth: "People are still young." ”

Seeing this situation, Wu's mother laughed directly, and the atmosphere in the study suddenly became relaxed and no longer so depressing.

……

Ten o'clock in the evening, Huangcheng.

The helicopter slowly landed on the lawn of the Wang family's old house.

"Welcome home, sir, ma'am!"

The housekeepers and servants greeted in unison.

Wang Junchen smiled, then gently picked up Ye Wanhua and walked to the main building of the villa step by step, with a good mood on his face that was difficult to hide.

A few hours earlier, when the order had been given to the old house, everyone had immediately gone into action, and they were well prepared, even covering the floor with a soft carpet that might cause slippage.

Of course, there is a reward for the effort, and everyone has received a different number of red envelopes.

Hundreds or more.

People are in good spirits when they are happy, spending a little money is nothing, and the main thing is a happy one.

"Ah Jun, in fact, I can walk by myself, I'm fine, so many people are watching, how bad." Ye Wanhua said coquettishly.

She hid her head in the man's arms, like a little daughter-in-law who had just passed the door, her cheeks crimson.

Wang Junchen's thin lips hooked slightly: "It's okay." ”

"That...... Is everyone aware of my pregnancy, have you already said it? ”

"Don't worry, it's just here."

Hearing this, Ye Wanhua breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, they walked into the bedroom, and the soft light reflected the happy smiles of the two.

Wang Junchen put Ye Wanhua on the bed lightly and asked with concern, "How do you feel?" Do you want to eat something, and your stomach is still uncomfortable? ”

Ye Wanhua shook her head lightly, holding Wang Junchen's hand tightly, her eyes were full of emotion.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"No, I'm fine, I'm not hungry at all, you don't have to be so nervous, or I'll ......"

Wang Junchen kissed Ye Wanhua's forehead gently, then sat on the edge of the bed and said softly: "We have arrived home, in the future, you just need to rest well, and you don't have to worry about anything." ”

"Well, I think I'm a little sleepy."

"Close your eyes and sleep."

Ye Wanhua nodded, lay down slowly, smiled and closed her eyes, while Wang Junchen sat beside her and gently covered her with the quilt.

After a while, after making sure that his wife was asleep, Wang Junchen slowly left the bedroom.

(End of chapter)