Chapter 12： Qing Qings new identity (2/2)

Bright irony.

The troubles of Anjia have been heard throughout the upper class, and even he inadvertently listened to a few ears of gossip.

When a relative’s daughter disappeared at a young age, the An’s parents adopted a relative’s child as an adopted daughter in order to comfort their grief.

As a result, now the daughter is finally found back, but for fear that the adoptive daughter will be wronged, she is always on guard against others, forcing her in an embarrassing situation.

The scenes were so noisy that the entire upper class society was amazed.

An Yuan's face was livid after being ridiculed so personally, but there was no rebuttal.

He also recently returned from abroad, only to know that so many things happened at home.

My sister was found back, which was a happy event.

Unexpectedly, the parents were so confused. Not only did they not do well to pet their sister, but also made up for the debt they owed to her over the years, but they were also dedicated to protecting the scheming adopted daughter, which made the sister suffer a lot of grievances.

Now that people are gone again, they will only blame and blame each other at home, and even blame their sister for being ignorant, not knowing what is good or bad, and have no intention of looking for someone.

Can't say whether it was chilling or something, An Yuan remembered having a big quarrel with his parents at home, and finally slammed the door and left, looking for his sister alone.

In the past few days, the more he talked about the past of his younger sisters, the more he felt distressed and the more anger accumulated in his heart.

Coming to Fu Sijin to ask what was a small outbreak that he had suppressed for a long time, but after the outbreak, he felt empty in his heart.

To put it bluntly, he was not a competent elder brother who had done nothing for Xiao Ran.

What is the difference between him like this and those in the family?

Slumping down on the sofa, An Yuan arched his waist, covered his face with his hands, and fell into the pain of self-blame.

Seeing his friend like this, no matter how great the anger is in Fu Si's heart, it has also dispersed.

He sighed and glanced over Qing Qing subconsciously, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

What to say?

Said his **** skills are superb,

Not only An Yuan, but Fu Sishen, who knew more about Enron, could not find any trace of An Ran.

Still have to say that the culprit is actually sitting in front of you playing with blocks?

Also wearing diapers.

Noting that Fu Sijin was looking at her, Qingqing looked back innocently.

Qing Qing is very good, not eavesdropping.

She is listening openly.

Fu Sijin: "..."

Why does he always feel that IQ is despised?

An Yuan is still decadent.

Qingqing fiddled with the blocks and looked at him curiously.

Looking at it, she suddenly patted her hands to get up, walked to An Yuan, and gently poked his hair.

"Uncle, are you crying?"

The childish little milky voice of the child carries a bit of pure curiosity, without any ridicule, nor caring, just curiosity.

"No." An Yuan raised his head and replied in a dumb voice.

He didn't notice the existence of Qingqing until now, and couldn't help asking, "Who is this kid?"

Actually looks like Fu Sijin forty to fifty percent similar, is it possible...

"The children of relatives, ask me to take care of them for a while."

"Oh."

...

After being silent for a while, An Yuan spoke.

"Si Jin, I know you have a bad relationship with your mother, but can you please take it for the sake of our many years of friendship..."

He asked people for the first time, but Fu Sijin interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"No way." Fu Si shook his head and said seriously: "Even if you don't say anything about your sister, I will help if you know it, but there is really no way now."

"Why?" An Yuan puzzled.

"...I can't find my mother now, even my dad and uncle can't find her."

In fact, the person is right in front of you, but she is not her original appearance. How can you remember the story after growing up?

Despair is no longer enough to describe An Yuan's current mood.

But he knew that since his friend could say such things, it was really impossible.

For a while, he felt quite desperate.

After all, can he find Xiao Ran?

"Uncle." There was another little girl's milky call from her ear. An Yuan didn't want to talk to her, but couldn't bear Qingqing's persistent harassment, "Uncle, uncle..."

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Qingqing, come here, don't disturb others."

An Yuan and Fu Sijin spoke at the same time, but they couldn't shake Qingqing's will.

She stretched out her little hand and placed the tightly held thing in An Yuan's hand.

"Give you."

"what is this?"

An Yuan lowered his head and saw a bear biscuit lying quietly in his palm.

This is the ration that Qingqing saved from his limited daily snack quota, but he didn't expect to give it to Anyuan so generously.

I didn't give it to me just now.

Fu Si thought sourly on the side.