Chapter 82： Chance encounter (2/2)

"Han Weilan?"

Gu Lan was a little surprised. He could actually meet her here: "Why are you here?"

"I took my family out to travel around. I didn't expect to see you, and I felt very familiar, so I came over and took a look. I didn't expect it to be you.

Han Weilan sorted out the broken hair that was blown away by the side of the temple, and clicked on a table not far away.

Gu Lan and the others followed their fingers and looked over, and saw a gray-haired old man with a little boy looking here.

The eyes on both sides collided. Out of respect for the elderly, Gu Lan smiled politely at the old man, and then got a lukewarm look back.

Gu Lan: "..."

Is he so annoying?

Withdrawing his gaze depressed, Gu Lan turned his head and saw Han Weilan staring straight at Qingqing's ignorant little face.

By the way, Han Weilan is Gu Qingqing's best friend, she must know her well!

Before Gu Lan could say anything, she heard Han Weilan questioningly: "This kid..."

"She is Qingqing's cousin, her nickname is'Qing Qing', and she is easy and light." Fu Heng explained calmly.

He expected that even if Gu Qingqing had disclosed his relationship with Han Weilan to his family, it would never be possible for every relative to tell Han Weilan clearly.

Sure enough, upon hearing this answer, Han Weilan immediately showed a stunned expression: "No wonder, the little guy and Qing Qing look alike, even the pronunciation of their names is the same."

Han Weilan had met Qingqing several times before, but had never seen her face. This was the first time to see what Xiao Qingqing looked like.

Although she was a little surprised by the similarity between her and her friends, in fact, every one of Gu's family looked alike, and there was nothing to fuss about.

"Gentlely, I'm a good friend of your cousin, elder sister."

Han Weilan teased Qingqing, but she didn't know that several big men were shocked in a cold sweat after watching this scene, for fear that Qingqing would say: "I don't have a cousin." Han Weilan's suspicion was aroused again.

Fortunately, Qingqing was nibbling on marshmallows in her mouth, and her attention was not focused on Han Weilan's words. She only heard people calling her to call someone, so she obediently called: "Sister."

"Hey, be good, be good." Gentlely squeezing Qingqing's face, she would disturb others by herself. Han Weilan got up wittily and said her goodbyes: "My mother and brother are still waiting for me. You eat, I won't bother you. "

"Good." Gu Lan almost watched Han Weilan leave.

As soon as they left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Gu Lan still thought to tease Fu Heng: "It seems that this young lady still hates you as always."

Because of her good girlfriend, Han Weilan's dislike for Fu Heng has always been shown on her face, and this time she directly ignored Fu Heng all the way, completely treating him as air.

Fu Heng didn't care, anyway, he and this wife's best friend were not familiar.

"Let's go back as soon as possible today and tomorrow after we have finished playing."

Fu Sijin said with some worry: "I'm afraid Qingqing will be recognized."

There was an Enron before, and now if another Han Weilan is added, Qing Qing’s secret might become unsecret one day.

"It's not necessary." Fu Heng's thoughts were obviously opposite to those of his son.

"Leaving immediately now will make us more suspicious. Han Weilan is a smart woman, and her suspicion will not be dispelled so easily."

And just as the elder son was worried, Han Weilan was too familiar with Gu Qingqing, and suddenly met a child who was so similar to a friend, even if they had just concealed it, but this did not mean that she really let go of suspicion.

It can only be said that, fortunately, ordinary people generally don't guess about those gods and ghosts.

So as long as they hold on, even if Han Weilan doubts, there is no evidence, there is no evidence.

Han Weilan returned to her seat. Mother Han took the grilled meat skewers to her younger son, and asked nonchalantly, "Anyone you know?"

"Well, it's my friend's family member." Han Weilan answered casually, and then gave her brother a bunch of grilled vegetables.

"Don't always eat meat, eat more vegetables."

Young brother Han pulled the vegetables into his mouth in silence, ignoring the meat his mother gave.

"Are any of them single, if the conditions are right..."

"Mom..." Han Weilan reluctantly intercepted her mother's words: "I have said that I don't want to think about this now, can you stop talking about it?"

"If you don't think about it or don't think about it, you're already forty years old. Do you really have to be alone for a lifetime!"

Han Muhu's face was a bit more indifferent with her already mean face.

Little brother Han was so scared that he shrank his neck and did not dare to speak.

Han Weilan is not afraid of her mother, but she also doesn't want her mother to worry about herself at such an age.

"Mom..." She stretched out her voice, with a little bit of coquettishness: "Don't rush me, it won't work, don't I still have a brother? I will raise him as a son in the future, and he will naturally be filial when he grows up. I."

"Being a son, he is you..."

Thinking of something, Mother Han immediately intercepted the conversation and lowered her head sullenly: "It's up to you, you are so big, and I can't control you anymore."

"Thank you mom." Han Weilan pretended not to hear her mother's mutter, and smiled and gave her a few skewers again.

The mother and daughter reconciled as before, but didn't notice that the younger brother Han raised his head, his eyes eagerly fell on Han Weilan, and then he retracted sadly.

No, Han Weilan noticed.

She poured a drink for her younger brother, and gently touched his little head: "I'm sorry, my elder sister is taking care of talking to my mother, and you are left out."

"It's okay." Young brother Han raised a bright smile and happily accepted his sister's intimacy.