Meanwhile, City Y.

When Fu Shuo passed by Lu Wanwan's room, he saw her sitting in front of the dressing table, opening up the jewelry box, and taking out the peacock brooch inside.

He asked, "Remember what happened before?"

Lu Wanwan said "hmm" and always remembered these two days.

Fu Shuo chatted with her: "I remember you said that this brooch was given to me by an old friend?"

Lu Wanwan nodded.

I still remember that on a charity auction night six years ago, Li Jingchen took the peacock brooch for her, and Zhou Mo put it on her with his own hands. Later, she saw that the brooch was very consistent with the clothes at that time, so she never took it off again.

On the day when Liang Zhen plotted to give it to Li Xiangchen, she was wearing the same dress with a peacock brooch.

When she fell into the sea, she thought the brooch would become her burial object, but she unexpectedly... by chance... she survived.

While gently rubbing the unfading peacock brooch, she murmured: "I wonder how An An is now?"

......

City, Cultural Relics Museum.

After Teacher Huo quickly arrived at An An's side, he said to Zhou Mo who seemed to be mentally ill: "I am his teacher. If you have anything, you can tell me, don't touch your children!"

As a result, Zhou Mo still stopped An An.

"If you don't let go, I will call the police!" After yesterday's accident, Teacher Huo now felt something was wrong with anyone.

Zhou Mo's eyes gradually turned red. She stared at An An's delicate little face and asked in a trembling voice: "Is your mother's surname Lu?"

The name "Lu Wanwan" is like a switch to tear a wound to them, and no one dares to raise it easily.

"Sister knows my mommy?" An An thought for a while and guessed: "Can you be the old friend in my mommy's mouth?"

Zhou Mo's tears suddenly fell: "Yes, I made this peacock brooch now in order to commemorate her!"

An An tilted his head: "Commemoration?" His mother was not dead again.

Zhou Mo, who knew he had made a mistake, changed his words and said, "No, it's nostalgia..."

After a pause, she quickly asked, "Where are you staying now?"

She wanted to take An An home directly, but An An’s teacher probably wouldn’t allow it.

Since she and mommy were old friends, An An said, "I am now staying in the Carlton Hotel."

Zhou Mo asked: "Where is the room number?"

An An said: "203."

After Zhou Mo wrote it carefully, he touched his soft and cute little face and said softly: "By the way, haven't asked your name yet?"

"Huian, everyone calls me An'an."

"An An, then...what is your last name?"

When asked about this, Zhou Mo felt anger in his heart. If An An was Li Jingchen's son, then Li Jingchen would be even more damn! He actually sacrificed Wanwan and his son to save Bai Qingluo!

As a result, An An said, "My surname is Fu."

Fu?

Not the surname Li?

Could it be that he was the son of Wanwan and another man?


Chapter completed!