Jiu Qianxun did not hesitate anymore. Perhaps if he had seen his mother as soon as he stepped on the house, he might have been so excited that he was stunned, and his heart could not even bear the process of recognizing his mother and daughter.

However, with such a small episode, she found that her mood miraculously calmed down.

Jiu Qianxun felt that his breathing was gradually evenly, and he no longer had the previous loss of composure and tension.

So she slowly walked into the bedroom, as relaxed as her room at the end.

I have to say that although Miss Wei’s house is a little higher than the one she lives in, it has such a small living room, but the interior decoration and the furnishings are basically the same.

I'm afraid this was done by the Si family and did not want to create too many class differences in the dungeon.

After all, all the furniture here is extremely good. Is it necessary to create some class differences that I deliberately buy some low-quality furniture?

Obviously there is no need!

The size of a house is actually a symbol of identity gap!

Only some hidden settings can reflect the huge gap in identity between the two parties, and it is more tactful not to be taken on the surface.

At this time, in the bedroom, a middle-aged beautiful woman was sitting on the bed, looking forward to the door. When she saw Jiu Qianxun step into the room, her body suddenly couldn't control herself and she trembled slightly...

She seemed to be scared!

She seemed to want to hide!

She seemed to want to escape all this...

Yes, my mother was afraid to see me?

Jiu Qianxun couldn't believe the reality in front of her. She felt that she should be afraid. She was afraid that her mother would not recognize her at all. She was afraid that her mother would just put herself under house arrest with just one word!

How could the noble mother be afraid of being a commoner like herself? In the eyes of her and her family, isn’t she just a bastard?

However, the mother sat on the bed, trembling there, and her eyes were even filled with tears!

She seemed to be full of guilt and self-blame for herself.

Looking at Jiu Qianxun's disguise now, I don't know how she recognized her. Maybe she just unilaterally believed Miss Wei's words.

How did Miss Wei convince Ying Hualuo to believe it? Where did the persuasiveness come from? It is really a strange puzzle.

Is Miss Wei very special in her identity and more status and fame among the eight great masters?

Ji Yumian’s friends are indeed not simple!

After a few breaths, she gritted her teeth and finally defeated the inexplicable fear in her heart. Ying Hualuo wanted to stand up, but found that her legs had lost strength and were still limp and out of control.

She looked at Jiu Qianxun, who was standing at the door with aggrieved and embarrassed, and finally plucked up the courage to speak: "Qianxun, you have grown up, mom, I'm sorry for you! I'm not worthy of being your mother!"

After hearing this, although Jiu Qianxun didn't understand what her mother was afraid of before, as long as she was willing to recognize herself, she was still her good mother!

Where is there any right or wrong? Can mothers choose from when born?

Needless to say, Jiu Qianxun rushed up after a few steps and gave Ying Hualuo a crazy hug!

That’s right, it’s just a crazy hug, because Jiu Qianxun threw himself into his mother’s arms!

Ying Hualuo had not yet recovered from that complicated emotion, and he could only open his arms and let Jiu Qian rush over.

You can even imagine that Jiu Qianxun's crazy hug directly threw his mother on the bed.

"mom……"

One word means a lot.

One word, continuous.

One word, I missed it for many years...

One word seems to forgive everything.

One word seems to explain everything...

After such a crazy hug and such a simple word, the two hugged each other and cried, like mother and daughter who had been separated for many years. Only they themselves knew in their hearts that they seemed to be telling the little bits of the years with their crying, telling the feeling of blood being thicker than water that could be cut.

However, there was suddenly one more at the door, and this person was Miss Wei!

A sarcastic arc appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she sarcastically said in an innocent voice: "Are you going to cry for a few minutes before leaving? There is not much time left for you. I advise you to tell a long story short, otherwise some people with ulterior motives will definitely notice us. When the car is overturned, it will be like a family member who will cry."

After saying that, Miss Wu sat back on the chair in the living room and fiddled with her cell phone.

Indeed, if Jiu Qianxun stays in the house for too long, people outside the house will naturally become suspicious!

Even if there is something to tell the people below to do, it is impossible to arrange an hour or two, right?

Therefore, there is not much time left for Jiu Qianxun and Ying Hualuo!

After hearing Miss Wei's words, the mother and daughter woke up, forcibly stopped tears and sat up again.

Ying Hualuo is still the one who speaks first.

"Daughter, you have been doing well over the years, are your father and brother?"

Ying Hualuo's voice was mixed with a strong sense of anxiety. She seemed to not believe Miss Wei's previous description, but only believed what she heard with her own ears.

She was not pretentious, and her daughter called herself a mother, indicating that she believed in herself and did not blame herself. What else could she hesitate to let her own flesh and blood be refused?

This daughter was also a response to Jiu Qianxun, and the two sides recognized each other.

"They are all very good. Mom, did you go home and seek help because your father was in trouble? Use the promise of not meeting us anymore to get your father's smooth sailing?"

"Ah? You...how do you know? Could it be that the Ji family told you?"

There shouldn’t be many people who know about this, and they shouldn’t know about this matter outside their family!

But it is very difficult for the Ji family to use means to verify it, right?

Some things can’t be checked just by wanting to check them. After so long, my family has completely erased the traces of their existence.

Besides, I am a transparent person, how could I be valued? It is impossible for other families to investigate the past, right?

It is also very taboo to investigate other people's secrets, and there is no need to break the rules for yourself.

"No, no."

"Is it my sister who told you?"

"Sister?"

This seniority is a bit messy!

In Jiu Qianxun's opinion, it is more appropriate to call her sister Sister, and her mother is called this little girl sister?

Perhaps it is the special generational relationship between the eight major families?

Is it normal to have a relatively large age difference between peers?
Chapter completed!