Song Jinrong patted Xin Bao'e's arm lightly and shook her head and said, "Bao'e girl, this is called loyalty, how can you blame me? Besides, I haven't been to your house for almost ten years, so it's reasonable not to recognize me."

Xin Bao'e pursed her lips and lowered her eyes and responded: "Grandma, what you said is, let's go in first."

The security guard raised his head and wanted to say something, but Song Jinrong had already entered the yard with Xin Bao'e's support.

Taking a seat in the hall, Xin Bao'e ordered the servant to prepare tea and snacks.

She chatted with Song Jinrong, "Grandma, I just heard you say, are you here to see my mother?"

"Yes, I heard that she became ill again after she came back last time, so I thought about coming over and having a look. By the way, why didn't you see her?"

"I was unfortunately here. She went out yesterday. I don't know if she can come back today."

Seeing Song Jinrong showing confusion, Xin Bao'e explained: "My mother has a habit of going to Guangyin Temple in the western suburbs at this time of year to pray for blessings and fulfill her wishes."

When Song Jinrong heard this, he remembered that An Ruoqing's habit had come.

She couldn't help laughing, and then sighed slowly, "You said that your mother, you are a little bit of a god or a Buddha, but after all, she still has a knot in her heart."

Xin Bao'e nodded in agreement and said, "You are right."

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Song Jinrong looked at her curiously, "Do you know what I'm talking about?"

When she met her gaze, Xin Bao'e was slightly stunned and said subconsciously: "Are you talking about the child that my mother lost more than 20 years ago?"

"That's right."

Song Jinrong said with emotion: "If that child had not been kidnapped by the bad guys back then, you would have had one more sister."

Xin Bao'e's eyelids drooped slightly, "Yes, then I have a sister." An older sister who took away everything...

Song Jinrong didn't see her hidden emotions, but suddenly thought of the purpose of the trip.

Since the Xin family’s wife is not here, it’s the same for Xin Bao’e.

Song Jinrong made up his mind and said slowly: "Baoe, I actually came here today, besides visiting your mother, there is one more thing."

"The purse your mother showed me before is said to be exactly the same as the one you wore when your sister lost it. However, I am old and have no memory, and now I can't remember the appearance of the purse, so I want to take a look."

When Song Jinrong mentioned the purse, Xin Bao'e's face turned pale. It was not until she finished speaking and looked over that she suddenly came back to her senses.

Her heart was sank and sank, but she didn't show any sign of it. She tentatively said with a little caution: "Grandma, you suddenly mentioned this. Did you find any clues? Could it be that you found my sister who has been missing for many years?"

"This..." Song Jinrong looked puzzled.

I came here today just to find out the situation first so as not to make a mistake.

But Xin Bao'e saw her reaction in her eyes, her eyes slightly darkened, and she was unwilling to miss the slightest information.

She said in a coaxing voice: "I'll call you grandma, you might as well say something. If there is really news about my sister, even if it's only one in ten thousand possible, my mother and I will be very happy."

Hearing this, Song Jinrong couldn't hide it anymore and told her the situation.

"My girl Qin Shu just experienced the incident of Yang Pinghan's fake parents, and she was afraid that she hadn't recovered yet, so when I came, I didn't tell her about this. She planned to confirm the details of the purse with your mother first."

Song Jinrong spoke slowly, but Xin Bao'e was frightened and there was a layer of cold sweat deep in her back.

She tried her best to cover up the relationship between Qin Shu and Xin's family, but she didn't expect that the old lady of the Chu family would be separated from the trouble.

She is the only person beside Qin Shu who has seen An Ruoqing's purse!

Fortunately, this old lady is old and has a bad memory, so she came here to confirm it today.

Fortunately, the person who received her was herself, not An Ruoqing...

Xin Bao'e quickly suppressed her shock, thought for a while, and said to Song Jinrong: "This matter is of great importance, and I dare not make random judgments. Grandma, please wait for a while, and I will ask someone to take the purse over and take a look in person, and then ask someone to notify my mother to see if she can come back soon."

"Okay." Song Jinrong nodded with satisfaction, watched Xin Bao'e leave, waiting for her to pick up her purse.


Chapter completed!