The first words were so ordinary that Nam Hee-hyun didn't take them to heart, but the last words made him almost lose his grip on the phone in his hand, "The situation before the age of eight is unknown. I had a car accident when I was eight years old. All - amnesia?!
Then he was adopted by his current parents?!"
"I lived in the UK for a while after I was eight years old and immigrated to the UK. I am a British-Chinese, and my English name is Sophie..."
If Nam Hee-hyun had glasses, those glasses would have been smashed to the ground right now!
"E-mail me her information." Huang Xiaojue rubbed his brows and said helplessly.
He basically had the answer in his heart. Perhaps, An Ran is the real Ran'er...
Then how should he treat Mo Xiaoran? He would never be nice to a woman who is not Ran'er... But, Xiao Ran... she is so simple... she doesn't understand anything... how can he bear to not want her?
Nan Xixuan anxiously copied the information and sent it to Huang Xiaojue. The incredible emotion in his heart did not decrease one bit... He still couldn't believe it. How could there be such a coincidence in this world?
If An Ran is really Ran'er, then wouldn't everything he did for Mo Xiaoran... be in vain?
Nan Xixuan shook his head helplessly. Huang Xiaojue was particularly stubborn on this matter... After knowing the truth, he would never accept Mo Xiaoran again...
"Well, Jue, although I know your character, I still want to advise you not to hurt Xiao Ran..." Nan Xixuan weakly gave the final persuasion, even though he knew it was nonsense.
"Du-du--"
The phone on the other end was hung up decisively, leaving only a busy signal...
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Throughout the night, Huang Xiaojue never closed his eyes, his brown eyes staring at the sweet sleeping figure next to him.
Nan Xixuan had already sent the email, but he didn't even glance at it.
Maybe in his subconscious, he didn't want to see the information that An Ran might be Ran'er... He still preferred to believe that Mo Xiaoran was his Ran'er.
The next day was Saturday. At a little after six o'clock, Huang Xiaojue went to the garden of the villa to relax.
Unexpectedly, there was already a person in the garden. An Ran was holding a big pair of scissors in his hand, carefully cutting the weeds next to the tulips in the flower bed. This season was the season when tulips were in full bloom, and the lush sea of flowers was gently blowing in the wind.
Swaying gently, and with a girl in white among them, this scene is extremely beautiful.
Hearing the movement behind him, An Ran turned around in surprise. What caught his eye was a sexy and somewhat lazy man with somewhat disheveled brown hair. His loose nightgown exposed his strong chest, but this messy appearance made the emperor
Xiaojue is even more charming.
This bewitching look made An Ran unable to take his eyes off him. He stared at Huang Xiaojue and quietly swallowed his saliva.
It wasn't until Huang Xiaojue finally sat impatiently on a chair nearby that An Ran realized that she had lost her composure. She quickly shook the scissors in her hand and took the initiative to explain, "I... I woke up early and had nothing to do.
I want to come over and do some pruning... I think since I live here, I should do something for you!"
Huang Xiaojue raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Now go and pour me a cup of coffee."
An Ran was stunned. She only said to do something out of politeness, but why did Huang Xiaojue order her like this?
However, she was still very happy to be able to serve him. She quickly put down the scissors in her hand and ran safely towards the kitchen. However, before she could take a few steps, she was struck by a stone under her feet——