As soon as this sentence came out, Mike's hand shook, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Ah...Damn!" Mike quickly picked up his phone from the ground. If nothing unexpected happened, he was killed in the game.

Throwing the phone aside, he looked at Qin Anan again.

"You really plan to return to China? Why did you suddenly have this idea? I want to know what you think."

The reason why Mike was so surprised was that in the past two years, friends in China often called her back to China, and she had never wavered in her decision to 'not return to China'.

But now, she suddenly wanted to return to China, and it was impossible for her to graduate just because of her graduation.

"Every year I can only see Ruila during the winter and summer vacations, and Ziqiu...I haven't seen him for almost three years. Video meetings don't count." Qin Anan said this, his tone was even more sluggish, "If I return to China, I will definitely have the opportunity to see Ziqiu."

"Oh! So I miss my child! But after you return to China, Fu Shiting may not let you see Ziqiu. I think Fu Shiting deliberately did not let you see Ziqiu. Because he hadn't seen Xiaohan for almost three years. He is not in a hurry, and you don't have to be so anxious." Mike was afraid that Qin Anan would lose to Fu Shiting in terms of momentum.

Qin Anan thought about this question.

"Fu Shiting has no right to prevent me from seeing the child. When we divorced, there was no such regulation." After she finished speaking, the microwave behind her tingled and the sandwich was ready.

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She turned on the microwave, took out the sandwich, and then put the milk in to heat it up.

"Then what you mean is that when you return to China, go to Fu Shiting to negotiate the right of visitation first?" Mike felt incredible, "Are you sure you want to meet this annoying man? Are you not afraid that he will make you angry?"

Qin Anan walked to the living room with a sandwich.

"I didn't say I was going to find him." Qin Anan sat down beside him, took a small bite of the sandwich, which was a little hot, so he could only leave it cold first, "Since he could let Rilla come to me every winter and summer vacation, I think he shouldn't let me see Ziqiu."

"Don't guess what he is thinking. How did he treat you before? Have you forgotten? Do you want me to review it with you?" Mike teased.

"No." Qin Anan frowned, "I definitely won't go to his house to find Ziqiu directly. I'm not stupid."

"Okay, since you have considered it, then you can go back to China!" Mike suddenly thought of a question, "You have to tell Xiaohan about this matter, right? What if Xiaohan doesn't let you go back to China?"

"Do you think my son will stop me?" Qin Anan blinked, without any worries.

Xiaohan never stopped her from doing anything.

Whenever she decides to do something, Xiaohan basically supports him with all his strength.

Even if there was something Xiaohan didn't want her to do, Xiaohan was just depressed for a while and then asked her to do it.

Mike couldn't help laughing: "Your son is about to spoil you!"

"So too." Qin Anan has been worried about almost nothing in the past two years, and has only been at ease in doing experiments and writing papers. In addition to being because Xiaohan is more sensible, he is also because Mike helps her deal with trivial matters around her.

Mike's cheeks flushed: "Don't be stingy. Is the mailbox going to be closed? You must not know yet! You just got up."

"I got up at around 2 a.m. to go to the bathroom and saw it on my phone. I emailed the email. There were many emails I had with Professor Hu Qing, which were my precious memories." Qin Anan picked up the sandwich again, and it was no longer so hot.

The microwave dinged again.

Mike got up from the sofa and went to get her milk.

"Why should i mailbox be closed?" asked Mike.

"Because now everyone uses set email." Qin Anan replied, "No matter what product, as long as it cannot keep up with the development of the times, it will be eliminated. This is the market law."

"Well, I'm just a little emotional."

"What are you feeling about? You built the mailbox?" Qin Anan said casually.

"It's not me. It's my ex."

"Oh...no wonder! Did your ex-boy with a very smart mind look for you again later?" Qin Anan teased.


Chapter completed!