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Chapter 270 Xiaomi is my and Wang Hui...

Bai Hao also sent people to find the hotel where Jiang Yan lived.

After he got the address, he rushed over and there were too many people to know. He even drove himself.

When he got into the elevator and went to the door of the room, he suddenly stopped at his feet.

Some are inexplicable, and he doesn't know what happened to him. He is so curious about Jiang Yan.

Because of Lin Xiaomi's appearance, he always had some unreal thoughts about her mother.

But thinking about it, I don’t think so. The woman in his memory can’t do anything to sell women for glory.

But he thought so in his heart, but he couldn't control his legs.

He turned to the elevator door, paused, and went back.

In fact, in his relationship with Lin Xiaomi, he is not qualified to find her mother.

But he told himself that he only apologized for what Wen Yun did.

Thinking this way, he seemed to give himself a good reason to reach out and knock on the door.

He raised his hand and knocked a lot of sounds. No one responded inside. Is it going out?

Just as he was about to leave, there was a sudden footstep inside: "Who?"

The white stunned, and I was awkward for a while, I don’t know what to say.

Jiang Yan has already repaid the debt, and nothing is terrible, and her hotel is not as safe as before.

She thought it was clean and went straight to the door: "Don't clean up today..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, when she saw the man standing outside the door, she suddenly snorted and stunned.

The introduction words that Bai Hao originally prepared were also stuck in the throat, looking at the woman in front of me, and felt inexplicably familiar.

Where did Jiang Yan think that he would suddenly appear in front of her, she had no time to think about why Bai Yan came to look for her, her heart filled with excitement, and thought of her unkempt appearance, she quickly raised her hand to organize the hair and body robe .

"Hey brother." Jiang Yan called him excitedly.

Jiang Yan did not intend to go out today, and she did not have makeup on her face, exposing the problems on her skin.

Bai Yan frowned, looked at her face, thought for a while, then thought: "Jiang Dandan?"

Jiang Yan did not think that after so many years, he still remembers his name. For a time, his heartbeat is like a deer. She looks like a girl who is open-minded and looks at him with excitement.

"It's me, my brother, you still remember me."

"You are Jiang Yan?"

"It's me, I changed my name. Hey, come on, come on." Jiang Yan quickly flashed and invited him into the room. The room was messy, the suitcase was opened and thrown on the floor, and the clothes were thrown everywhere. .

Jiang Yan smiled embarrassedly: "It's a bit messy, sorry."

She quickly packed the room and ran into the bathroom, looking at the woman in the mirror.

She is not young, and after she unloads her makeup, the crow's feet and fine lines on her eyes are exposed, and she has experienced so many things recently that she is a bit older than before.

Thinking of Wen Yun's well-maintained face, Jiang Yan would not be reconciled and immediately put on makeup.

The white man stood outside, and from the sight of Jiang Yan, his brain would not turn.

Jiang Dandan is Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan is Jiang Dandan.

In fact, Jiang Dandan, who has almost forgotten, will not remember her if he did not see it with his own eyes.

At the beginning, Jiang Dandan and Wang Hui were the best friends. Two girls who entered the city from the countryside had no way to live and could only be dancers, but they did not.

At that time, Bai Yu met Wang Hui, the woman who smiled very clean and beautiful.

How can Jiang Dandan’s daughter look like Wang Hui?

Jiang Yan had a good makeup and took photos in front of the mirror. It was quite satisfactory, but even the wound on the face was covered even with thick powder. She couldn’t cover it. She looked at her body and looked in the mirror. I pulled the neckline of my robe to reveal the deep line of business inside, and I walked out gracefully.

White is the first man she loves and the only man.

After so many years, the years have not left too many traces on his face. On the contrary, the most noble temperament of the elegant is even more so. The wrinkles in the corner of the eye are just making him look more mature and attractive.

"Hey, how do you know that I am here, are you coming to see me today?"

Jiang Yan is still doing a sweet dream. Bai Hao suddenly turned around and looked at her. Some excited questions: "You are Jiang Yan? Xiaomi is your child?"

Jiang Shuguang suddenly flashed, she did not think of this problem before.

It turns out that Bai Xiao has already seen Lin Xiaomi. What is the purpose of his question?

"Yeah." Jiang Yan said in a perfunctory sentence, let him sit, and he went to give him tea.

"Millet is the child of Wang Hui?" Bai Yan looked at the back of Jiang Yan and asked what he said.

Jiang Yan’s death does not admit: “What do you say? Xiaomi is my child, how can it be Huihui’s daughter.”

"Your daughter? If it is your daughter, why is she like Wang Hui?"

Jiang Yan raised his hand and put his hair on his face behind his ear. He still had a hard mouth: "I don't know, I think this may be the fate of my relationship with Huihui. She is gone, my child looks like her, too. It’s my thoughts about her.”

White will not believe her words at all.

"Your daughter? No wonder you will do this. I was still thinking about what kind of mother is, can destroy the happiness of her daughter because of 40 million, Xiaomi is not your daughter at all, you certainly don't care about her. Fortunately, I am not happy."

I think that Xiaomi is the daughter of Wang Hui, and she can’t tell the feeling in her heart. When she thinks about the age of Xiaomi, he can’t help but guess.

"Millet... Xiaomi is Wang Hui and mine..."

"No!" After the words of Bai Hao have not finished, they were interrupted by Jiang Yan!

"Millet is my daughter. I have nothing to do with you and Wang Hui. Don't talk nonsense."

Bai Hao looked deeply at the excited Jiang Yan: "Well, I am not arguing with you. Now that medicine is so developed, it is easy to know who she is."

When Bai Hao said, he hurried out.

Jiang Yan glanced at him and watched him go without looking back.

More than twenty years.

The only man she loved in her life, after more than 20 years, stood in front of her again, and she didn’t even ask a question about her.

There is still a wound on her face. Doesn't he care about it?

Jiang Yan felt uncomfortable in his heart. He ran over and tightened his waist from behind. "Hey brother! I miss you, you know, for more than 20 years, I miss you every day."

Bai Hao disgusted her hand and opened her cold side: "You are crazy!"