There was no glimmer of light in her eyes.

It's the kind of languishing that even if you please him, you're lazy.

He suddenly felt that the woman wearing the mask before, although most of them were fake, was like a living person, willing to play tricks on him.

Even if it's just forced to open.

The man suddenly lost interest.

He got off her, reached for the head of the bed and turned off the light, "Sleep."

The blackout curtains were drawn, and no light could penetrate it.

The whole room was black, and there were no fingers visible.

Xue Rin'an felt addicted to smoking, and just as he wanted to lift the quilt and go outside to smoke a cigarette, a pair of soft arms reached out to his waist and abdomen.

Immediately after, a small head leaned over.

She hugged his waist like a dark and cold winter, following the last rays of light and warmth, approaching.

slept until he was hazy, and the sound of a mobile phone vibrating made Xue Rin'an open his eyes.

He pressed the mute button on his phone almost immediately, and then looked down at the woman in his arms.

A small white face was half covered by hair, curled up and leaning in his arms, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

He got up, walked out into the hallway with his phone, and only then did he get the call.

The call was from Zhou Jingrun.

Xue Rin'an pinched his eyebrows, his eyes were half-narrowed, he lowered his head and smoked a cigarette, half of his shoulders were leaning against the wall, and the neckline of his loungewear pajamas was half scattered, revealing the red silk thread braided rope of the neck pendant.

He bit the cigarette butt and lit it with a lighter, "Is it convenient to speak?"

Zhou Jingrun: "I'm in the Xu family's mansion."

This is not the first time Du Qingling has met the Zhou brothers.

The first time she met was Zhou Jinglin.

At that time, Zhou Jinglin was the one who dug Jiang Jianing out of the snow pit, and called the police again, as if he was a hot-blooded teenager, but it was in an uproar for a while.

At that time, she was standing in the main building of the Xu family and saw the unruly Zhou Jinglin brought by the smiling Zhou family's parents.

She was thinking that once she asked for help, that unruly blood would eventually be annihilated in endless betrayal of her conscience.

The second time she saw Zhou Jingrun, it was Zhou Jingrun.

It was at Xu Zhenhai's birthday banquet.

Zhou Jingrun smiled with a smile, just like a gentle nobleman.

But now, when the little girl in his arms appeared in front of her, with a straight back, she saw that between the two brothers, the appearance is not the same, but they both have a proud backbone.

"Ms. Du."

Zhou Jingrun bowed slightly.

Xiaoyudian in his arms blinked, and lay on Zhou Jingrun's ear a little afraid, "Dad, who is this?"

Zhou Jingrun: "It's your mother's mother."

Xiaoyudi seemed to understand, but she didn't seem to understand.

"Mommy's mom's name is ...... granda？」 She circled her head three times, and she really couldn't figure out how to say this translated into Chinese.

"Grandma." Zhou Jingrun reminded.

Xiaoyu nodded immediately, "Yes, yes, yes! It's Grandma! Hello grandma!"

When Du Qingling heard this title, he was suddenly shocked in his heart.

But years of cultivation and forbearance have made her feel happy and angry, and her face can't see the waves in her heart at this time.

Aunt Feng on the side also had a sudden change in her face, "This ...... You can't scream."

Zhou Jingrun laughed and put the little rain on the top, "Didn't Ms. Du think that the little rain is a little similar to your daughter?"

Du Qingling's eyes firmly locked on the little girl in Zhou Jingrun's arms.

The little girl looks white, but she looks a little thin, her face is pale, and her facial features are not as beautiful as the porcelain doll in Nannan's version, but she is cute, especially the pair of watery apricot eyes.

"I don't think she looks like Jianing."

That's right.

If it is and ginger

If Jianing looks like him, I'm afraid someone would have seen it at a glance.

Zhou Jingrun's gaze looked from his daughter's cute and tender little face, through the decorative photo frame on the decorative shelf in the reception room, and seemed to ask casually: "Ms. Du is not only Jia Ning's daughter, right?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Du Qingling's brain was full of alarm bells.

Zhou Jingrun turned to Aunt Feng: "Aunt Feng, can you take my daughter to play with Nan Nan for a while?"

Aunt Feng glanced at Du Qingling inquiringly, and after getting the latter's approval, she stepped forward to take Xiaoyudian's hand.

Xiaoyudian smacked her lips and looked at Zhou Jingrun.

Zhou Jingrun: "Go, find the little sister to play for a while, Dad and your grandmother have something to talk about."

"Good!"

After Xiaoyudian followed Aunt Feng away, only Zhou Jingrun and Du Qingling were left in the living room.

Zhou Jingrun looked around the living room, "Xiaoyudi and Nannan really look a little similar, I will often bring Xiaoyudi to play with Nannan in the future."

Du Qingling: "Yes."

She knew that Zhou Jingrun's words were a temptation.

"You can just say it."

This is a hint to Zhou Jingrun, there is no listening and monitoring equipment in this room.

Since Du Qingling has been able to stay in the Xu family's mansion for so many years, he must have his own set of means, and he will not even have a place to speak clearly.

Zhou Jingrun said bluntly: "Xiaoyudi is Ellie's daughter."

Even if Du Qingling endured it again and again, this time, the calmness in his eyes finally cracked one by one.

Ellie......

I haven't heard the name for a few years.

When Du Qingling saw "Ellie" with her own eyes, at that time, she was a bystander, welcoming back her corpse.

She accompanied another lady to the occasion, and she had no idea that it would ...... It's "Ellie".

She has been secretly looking for her daughter.

At that time, she could only stand aside, like those upper-class people in the circle, who were pretentious, and witnessed it with her own eyes, but she could only choose to be indifferent.

Du Qingling remembered the little girl's eyes just now, which were almost the same as the eldest daughter's eyes.

Is that her daughter?

Is what the young man in front of him said true?

The corners of her eyes grew red.

Du Qingling gritted her teeth: "I don't know anything Ellie."

Zhou Jingrun took out a photo frame from a black backpack, put aside Xiaoyudi's toy water bottle and various children's items.

"Okay, since Ms. Du doesn't know her, then I'll introduce you to you, this is Ellie, my wife."

Du Qingling didn't control himself this time,

She snatched the picture frame, grabbed it hard, pressed her fingertips on the glass, and stared at the girl in the photo with almost hungry eyes.

It was the best age when a young girl should have bloomed.

The man standing next to Ellie is Zhou Jingrun.

Although the man in the photo looks a little more youthful and frivolous than the man standing in front of him now, and has a little less accumulation.

Zhou Jingrun did not urge.

It took about three minutes before Du Qingling's gaze lifted from the frame, "Your wife? As far as I know, Mr. Zhou is not married, right? Even your daughter is born out of wedlock."