Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Madam Qin looked at Mu Yun and beckoned, with a loving tone, "Child, come over and let me have a look."

Xiao Muyun looked at Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang was unprepared, and smiled and said, "Let's show that grandma."

Aunt Zhang really didn't think much about it, she just thought that the old lady and Xiao Muyun in front of her had a close relationship.

Xiao Muyun hesitated for a moment, but went and stood in front of Madam Qin.

Madam Qin reached out and touched his little head, with a gentle voice: "Why haven't you gone to school yet?"

Xiao Muyun looked up, did not tell the truth, just said, "I didn't go today."

Madam Qin didn't think much, she just smiled gently. When she left her hand, Xiao Muyun's scalp hurt. She looked at the old man who was still smiling lovingly in front of her, her eyes gleaming.

Looks so good! Madam Qin looked at it, and it looked like An Lan looked like when she was a child. Although it might not be said that it was made from the same mold, there were 80% similarities, so she dared to make such a conclusion.

"Next time, grandma will give gifts." Madam Qin touched his pouch again.

Xiao Muyun looked at her and said suddenly: "My favorite is the custard bag."

Mrs. Qin was a little surprised. The villain in front of her seemed a bit cold and cold and didn't like to talk much, but... he didn't recognize her!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Qin's eyes were more loving.

After returning home, Aunt Zhang and Ye Liangqiu talked about this, saying that they saw an old lady in the small square and liked Mu Yun.

She thinks that by saying this, Miss Ye's mood will be better.

But after Aunt Zhang finished speaking, Ye Liangqiu's eyes changed.

She looked at Aunt Zhang, "The last name is Qin?"

Aunt Zhang nodded: "Yes, the last name is Qin."

Ye Liangqiu pursed his lips, "Don't take Mu Yun out these days."

Aunt Zhang said, but she didn't care too much.

An old lady, with a respectable appearance, looked good to Mu Yun.

Ye Liangqiu was upset for several days. She guessed in her heart that it was Qin Anlan's mother, but if she took the initiative to ask, it would even reveal her guilty conscience.

A week later, I finally waited for a strange call.

"Miss Ye, our wife wants to see you." The voice over the phone was very formal.

Ye Liangqiu held the phone and said in a very weak tone: "I don't know your wife, I found the wrong person."

"Let me talk to her!" There was a slightly stern voice over there, a bit old, but full of breath.

Ye Liangqiu was silent for a while: "Okay, where is it?"

"Go to Shangpin Pavilion for a cup of coffee." Madam Qin's voice was calm and calm.

Ye Liangqiu nodded: "Four o'clock, can you?"

After making the decision, she put down the phone and spoke to Aunt Zhang on the side: "Aunt Zhang, take care of Mu Yun at home, I'll go out."

Aunt Zhang said, "Don't worry, Miss Ye, I will."

Ye Liangqiu drove out, and the white Bentley arrived at the Shangpin Pavilion mentioned by Mrs. Qin for about half an hour.

This is an English-style tea house, a favorite place for elderly ladies to spend time, and the quaint boxes are perfect for talking about privacy.

Ye Liangqiu wore black trousers and a simple white shirt, and walked straight in with the waiter.

The waiter opened the log door, and there was only one middle-aged lady in the small English-style private room. She looked at her kindly, but her expression was not angry and pretentious.

Ye Liangqiu knows him, Qin Anlan's mother and the former president of KING Entertainment.