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  Meiduo didn’t look too well when she came to find her back then. It was back when Su Yue still could not accept the sudden fact that Ming Ansheng had a son.

  She didn’t consider why Meiduo had brought the child back at that time.

  Su Yue suddenly thought of the boy who called her stepmother.

  Jiao Chen continued, “Susu, one day, we’ll both be the same.”


  When Su Yue broke out of her reverie, Jiaojiao had continued walking, carrying Xiaojiao.

  Su Xiaojiao had fallen asleep on his shoulder.

  Su Yue pondered over it for a long time, but she still didn’t know what Jiao Chen meant by

  Only a really long time after, when everything seemed to have fallen into place, did she realize that they were the same: ……

  Ming Ansheng was focused, and he was buried in a pile of documents.

  Someone suddenly knocked, but he didn’t lookup. He casually said, “Enter.”


  The door opened and Wang Yuexiang walked in with a bowl. “Stop working. You work until late every night. Have your supper and go to bed.”


  She placed the bowl gently on his table.

  “Got it,” Ming Ansheng answered, ignoring the bowl of porridge. His head remained bowed as he said, “Mom, go to bed first.”


  “Alright.” Wang Yuexiang nodded and prepared to leave.

  She frowned and looked troubled.

  She took two steps and suddenly turned around. She had made up her mind. “Ansheng.”


  Confused, Ming Ansheng looked up at her and then looked back down at his work.

  Wang Yuexiang asked, “Before Su Yue went overseas, were you two together?”


  Ming Ansheng finally stopped working when he heard her mention Su Yue. He picked up the bowl and asked, “Mom, what is this about?”


  Then he started scooping the porridge into his mouth.

  “I think that……” She had been thinking about it for the past few days, and she couldn’t get over it. Wang Yuexiang looked at him and hesitated before saying, “Perhaps I like Su Yue too much. But I think that Xiaojiao seems to resemble you.”


  Finally, she shared her thoughts.

  Whether or not it was her wishful thinking, she knew that Ansheng would definitely find out the truth.

  Ming Ansheng suddenly stopped eating.

  He looked up at her.

  Wang Yuexiang was startled and hurriedly smiled before brushing it off. “Perhaps I’m thinking too much.”


  Then she turned around and scurried away.

  Ming Ansheng didn’t feel like eating anymore. He placed the bowl down and picked up his phone to open WeChat. He found Xuxu’s contact and opened her Moments.

  He found the photos of her wedding day with Yan Rusheng.

  He remembered that there was one album for all the children, and there was a solo picture of Su Xiaojiao.

  He took a while to find it. He enlarged it and stared at the little girl’s small face.