Su Jiuge's expression changed slightly and he said, "What are you kidding about? What should I do in the suburbs?"
Su Wanqing stared at her closely, not letting go of her expression.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the living room was a little tense.
"Oh, it's nothing." Su Wanqing eased the topic at the right time and said, "Today I went to a friend who lives in the suburbs to avoid the limelight. On the way, I saw someone who looked very similar to my mother."
"Oh, really." Su Jiuge looked a little unnatural, "There are too many people who look alike in the world."
Su Wanqing narrowed her eyes and nodded: "Well, probably because the distance was too far, I saw it wrong."
"Oh, by the way, Mom, Mr. Huang gave me a photo today." As she said that, Su Wanqing took out an old photo from her pocket and handed it to Su Jiuge.
"It's amazing. This person looks like me. Do you know who she is?" Su Wanqing crossed Su Jiuge's arm and came to her side.
She clearly felt that when Su Jiuge got the photo, his body suddenly shook, and even his eyelashes trembled involuntarily.
"I... don't know you." Su Jiuge's voice was a little hoarse and his eyes were averted, "Maybe there are too many similar people in the world."
"But mom is really weird. This should be a photo from at least ten or twenty years ago. How could there be a girl who looks so similar to me?" Su Wanqing chased after her, "Even mom,
At most, it’s only five points similar to me.”
"I don't know!" Su Jiuge's voice suddenly rose a few decibels higher.
She suddenly stood up from the sofa, turned around and said, "So many things happened today. I'm very tired. Wan Qing, please go back and rest early."
Su Wanqing's curiosity did not stop because of this. She put away the photo, nodded, and then went up to the second floor and returned to her room.
She was lying on the soft mattress, looking at the ceiling, but her mind was full of thoughts.
Although her mother denied it, she could tell that the woman in the photo must be inextricably related to her.
Su Wanqing couldn't restrain her curiosity and made a call to Huang.
"Hello, Mr. Huang."
"Shaori, why don't you go to bed so late?"
"I have something I want to tell you."
"Yeah." The voice coming from the other end of the phone was a little faint and a little absent-minded.
"I showed the photo to my mother, but she said she didn't recognize the girl in the photo."
Su Wanqing waited for a long time, and another simple "um" came from the other side of the phone.
"Mr. Huang, are you busy?"
"Fortunately, I'm sorting out the information."
"Then - get busy." Su Wanqing felt a slight sense of loss in her heart, "Goodbye, good night."
"I'll give you a suggestion. During this period of time, closely observe Aunt Jiuzi's every move."
"Er?"
"You'll find something."
Before Su Wanqing could react, the call was cut off.
She looked at her phone doubtfully, and suddenly felt that Hoshino Huang was a bit inexplicable.
Watch closely?
It seems that my mother went into the bedroom next door just now. It seems that the sound insulation between her room and the room next door is not very good.
After a while, faint voices came from next door, and Su Jiuge seemed to be talking on the phone.
Su Wanqing's heart tightened, she stood up with bare feet, opened the door quietly, walked to her mother's bedroom, and saw that the door was not closed tightly, but was opened a crack. Su Jiuge's face changed slightly, and he said
: "What are you kidding about? What am I going to do in the suburbs?"
Su Wanqing stared at her closely, not letting go of her expression.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the living room was a little tense.
"Oh, it's nothing." Su Wanqing eased the topic at the right time and said, "Today I went to a friend who lives in the suburbs to avoid the limelight. On the way, I saw someone who looked very similar to my mother."
"Oh, really." Su Jiuge looked a little unnatural, "There are too many people who look alike in the world."
Su Wanqing narrowed her eyes and nodded: "Well, probably because the distance was too far, I saw it wrong."
"Oh, by the way, Mom, Mr. Huang gave me a photo today." As she said that, Su Wanqing took out an old photo from her pocket and handed it to Su Jiuge.
"It's amazing. This person looks like me. Do you know who she is?" Su Wanqing crossed Su Jiuge's arm and came to her side.
She clearly felt that when Su Jiuge got the photo, his body suddenly shook, and even his eyelashes trembled involuntarily.
"I... don't know you." Su Jiuge's voice was a little hoarse and his eyes were averted, "Maybe there are too many similar people in the world."
"But mom is really weird. This should be a photo from at least ten or twenty years ago. How could there be a girl who looks so similar to me?" Su Wanqing chased after her, "Even mom,
At most, it’s only five points similar to me.”
"I don't know!" Su Jiuge's voice suddenly rose a few decibels higher.
She suddenly stood up from the sofa, turned around and said, "So many things happened today. I'm very tired. Wan Qing, please go back and rest early."
Su Wanqing's curiosity did not stop because of this. She put away the photo, nodded, and then went up to the second floor and returned to her room.
She was lying on the soft mattress, looking at the ceiling, but her mind was full of thoughts.
Although her mother denied it, she could tell that the woman in the photo must be inextricably related to her.
Su Wanqing couldn't restrain her curiosity and made a call to Huang.
"Hello, Mr. Huang."
"Shaori, why don't you go to bed so late?"
"I have something I want to tell you."
"Yeah." The voice coming from the other end of the phone was a little faint and a little absent-minded.
"I showed the photo to my mother, but she said she didn't recognize the girl in the photo."
Su Wanqing waited for a long time, and another simple "um" came from the other side of the phone.
"Mr. Huang, are you busy?"
"Fortunately, I'm sorting out the information."
"Then - get busy." Su Wanqing felt a slight sense of loss in her heart, "Goodbye, good night."
"I'll give you a suggestion. During this period of time, closely observe Aunt Jiuzi's every move."
"Er?"
"You'll find something."
Before Su Wanqing could react, the call was cut off.
She looked at her phone doubtfully, and suddenly felt that Hoshino Huang was a bit inexplicable.
Watch closely?
It seems that my mother went into the bedroom next door just now. It seems that the sound insulation between her room and the room next door is not very good.
After a while, faint voices came from next door, and Su Jiuge seemed to be talking on the phone.
Su Wanqing's heart tightened, she stood up with bare feet, opened the door quietly, and walked to her mother's bedroom. She saw that the door was not closed tightly and was open a crack.