Chatper 238 (1/2)

Qin Yiyue took Xiao An to a western restaurant that she often visited.

Xiao An looked at the surrounding environment and asked, "Sister Qin, is it I, Mr. He, who brought you here?"

"No, it's the restaurant where I used to eat with my mother when I came to listen to the lectures of pastry masters. There are many things in Qincheng that are very famous."

Xiao An wailed, "I haven't been able to eat the little cake made by my aunt for a long time."

While roaring unwillingly, she couldn't help swallowing.

"She and my mother-in-law are planning to jointly open a pastry shop that accepts orders. You can try it later."

"Really? Then I must support it! In the past few years, I have eaten so many free cakes from Auntie, and I have never spent a penny. I am very sorry for Auntie."

"I'm not short of your little money." Qin Yiyue smiled.

"You can't say that. I have all the money. Now that Auntie has opened the shop, I will never eat free food in the future." Xiaoan clenched her fists, looking fresh and cute, "Sister Qin, I admire you so much. From now on you are my goddess!"

"I can't bear it, you should worship you Mr. He and your male god."

Xiaoan licked her thick skin, and yelled: "I adore you. Sister Qin, tell me how you brought auntie and your mother-in-law together? Like other people getting married, mother-in-law and mother met at the wedding. Once, there will be no contact afterwards. Fortunately, you can let them do business together."

"It's convenient to commute in the same city. You don't have to make such a fuss." Qin Yiyue handed the menu to Xiao An, "Let's order."

"It's not a matter of different cities in the same city. There are so many people married in the same city in our hospital. I have never seen a mother-in-law and mother who are so harmonious. Waiter, I want garlic steak, mango mousse, shredded chicken bottom meat, and barbecue steak , cocktails, hot milk tea, signature pizza..." Xiao An ordered food while chatting without any sense of disobedience.

After ordering a bunch, I found that the menu items on the waiter's hands were already filled.

Xiao An scratched her head, "Order this much first."

"Okay. Please wait a moment, both of you."

Qin Yiyue gave Xiao An a thumbs up, "Fortunately, you and Kong Xiuqing are together, otherwise normal people would not be able to support you."

"Sister Qin..." Xiao An called out blushing.

"Have you ever thought about getting married?"

"Not yet."

"Does he have plans for your future?"

Xiao An's red face suddenly darkened, and she said sullenly: "We've only been together for a short time, so it's too early to say."

Qin Yiyue also realized that she asked too many questions, so she changed the subject and chatted about other things.

**

Qin Yiyue ate and went shopping with Xiao An, and didn't go home until after nine o'clock.

When she parked the car in the downstairs parking space, she looked up at the upstairs, and easily found the one that belonged to her house, feeling mixed feelings in her heart.

When she learned about blood type inheritance in biology textbooks in middle school, she vaguely felt that her blood type did not match that of her parents.

I have secretly thought about various possibilities, and I have also fancied her biological parents or dreamed up a passionate drama.

Yang Ruowei said this in vain today, she was both shocked and terrified, and there was also some kind of panic that was about to come.

That sense of panic is what she's most afraid of right now.

Mom and Dad are not her real parents, and she has no deeper feelings than depression and pity.

Blood relationship doesn't mean anything, the years of getting along and the feelings cultivated are inseparable.

Knowing this, Yang Ruowei meant that someone was going to take advantage of it, and what kind of trouble this would bring to her parents was what she was most worried about.

Qin Yiyue rubbed her face uncomfortably, adjusted her expression, and went upstairs.

Opening the door, Luo Mingmei and Xiaobao were sitting on the sofa watching TV, enjoying it.

As soon as Xiao Bao saw her, he slid off the sofa, threw himself into Qin Yiyue's arms, and called tenderly: "Mommy!"