"Mr. Xu, you actually know that, right? Can you tell me what is the relationship between Mr. Xiao and I? We... are really similar." He didn't want to doubt it, but he still wanted to go in the other direction.
Xu Wanqing looked at Xiao Shu, but she couldn't say no. She and Xiao Shu had only just met each other, but just now she asked so many people about their family affairs, and Xiao Shu answered them all. Now it's her turn. If she doesn't talk honestly,
It seems a bit unauthentic.
But she wasn't sure what Xiao Zhuoyan's attitude was towards this sudden appearance of his younger brother. Although he didn't show any obvious dislike, judging from his attitude towards the old woman, he was unwilling to recognize such a younger brother.
. And he... seems to be Zou Yelei's younger brother. Well, it's a really complicated relationship.
The two men who were mortal enemies were actually a little involved.
We have a common brother...
Therefore, Xu Wanqing just answered vaguely, "Actually, I'm not very clear about this. Maybe you should ask your aunt for more information."
Xiao Shen looked disappointed, but when it came to this, he had no choice but to stand up and say goodbye politely.
Xu Wanqing conveyed what Xiao Shen said to Xiao Zhuoyan. Xiao Zhuoyan's originally impatient heart finally calmed down, but his expression was very lonely, "I didn't expect that her feelings for dad would be so deep."
"Yes, so, since mom has let go of everything, don't keep it in your heart all the time." Xu Wanqing persuaded.
Xiao Zhuoyan nodded, and then said: "I have something I need to ask you to help me with."
"Do you want to know dad's cemetery?" Xu Wanqing asked softly.
Xiao Zhuoyan was startled, and then a warm smile spread from the corner of his mouth. He held Xu Wanqing in his arms and said with a smile: "What the world calls the interpreting flower, is it probably someone like you?"
Xu Wanqing clicked her tongue, "You're so good, but you're trying to flatter me? Well, since you work so hard to please me, I'll ask Xiao Shen for you tomorrow."
Unexpectedly, Xiao Shu didn't come to work the next day, so he called early in the morning to tell him that he was resigning.
This was really beyond Xu Wanqing's expectation. She asked several questions one after another. Xiao Shu said in a dilemma: "Mom refuses to let me go to your place again. I can't explain why she did it."
Yes, but I don’t want to anger her.”
Since he refused to come, Xu Wanqing had no choice but to go there with Xiao Zhuoyan.
The Xiao family, mother and son, lived in an ordinary community. Although the small three-bedroom apartment was not luxurious, it was elegantly tidied up. As soon as Xiao Zhuoyan entered, there was a portrait of his father on the table opposite the door. He didn't know when it was taken.
He had white hair on his temples, but he smiled kindly. Xiao Zhuoyan took a look, his mood was slightly fluctuating, but he still held back his composure.
Hearing that it was Xiao Zhuoyan who was coming, the old woman came out quickly. Xiao Zhuoyan didn't say any polite words or address him. He said directly: "I want to pay homage to him. Please tell me where his grave is."
."
The old woman was stunned for a moment, and then quickly responded: "Unless you avenge him."
This was actually used as a condition of exchange.
Xiao Zhuoyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Xiao Shu's head hurt again and he pushed her towards the sofa in a low voice, "Mom, you are talking nonsense again. Sit down and drink a glass of water."