Chapter 198 Mom and I are rivals in love

  Lu Wanqin shrugged, "I've met once, but I'm not familiar."

   The moment she got up, she blinked twice, and she just took back the two tears that she didn't have time to fall.

   "I and your mother are rivals in love."

  Si Niannian: "Huh?"

   No one was surprised except herself.

Guan Bao cleared his throat and started to tell the story, "The story of my mother chasing a warm man was spread all over the North City, and all kinds of romantic tricks for chasing a man were used, but it still didn't work, your father just watched it Your mother fell in love at a glance, if she didn't marry, I heard that it was my mother's first lovelorn, and I cried so sadly."

   He deliberately lowered his voice for the last sentence, but Lu Wanqin still heard it.

Snapped!

   The hand with the exquisite drill manicure patted on Guan Bao's head, making a loud noise, no doubt it was the mother and son.

"Who said that I cried because I was broken-hearted? I don't lack Lu Wanqin's appearance, body, talent, double business, and city government. I'm afraid I can't find a good man? I think it's because his parents died. I only cried when I was growing up."

   After speaking, Lu Wanqin regretted it, looked at Si Niannian, his tone was much gentler than when he was dealing with Guanbao.

   "I'm sorry, Auntie didn't mean to say that your parents..."

  Lu Wanqin squatted down again, putting aside the story between her and Si Huaijin, they still grew up with Fa Xiao, and this is the only bloodline that Fa Xiao left behind.

   "Is your name Niannian?" She also forgot who she heard about the name of the little princess of the Si family, and how she remembered it in her heart.

  Si Niannian nodded, "Yes, Auntie."

"good."

  Lu Wanqin took off the brooch from his coat and pinned it on Si Niannian's clothes.

The sapphire in the middle of the   brooch is polished into the shape of a dolphin, surrounded by scattered diamonds. The style is very special and beautiful.

"Don't call it auntie, call it auntie. Originally, I prepared a gift for you before you were born, but it happened that something happened to your family and you didn't send it out. This brooch was designed and polished by auntie herself, and it is unique in the world. I'll give you a welcome gift."

  Si Niannian looked up at Bu Chensu, then looked down at the brooch, wanted to refuse, but didn't know how to open his mouth.

Lu Wanqin was amused by her expression, "The little girl has such a deep mind that she will grow old quickly, you don't need to be burdened, my dad and I grew up together, if your dad is still there, I'm afraid I think the gift I gave was too light."

After   , Lu Wanqin patted Guanbao on the shoulder, "Let's go, son, Mom will take you to class."

   "Class? Didn't we go to grandpa's house for dinner?" When did the class change again?

  Lu Wanqin put on his sunglasses again, and the corners of his lips twitched, "It's dinner, and it's also a class. Mom will teach you how to make green tea mixed with white lotus petals shriveled today."

   The red sports car sped away, and Si Niannian stared in that direction for a long time.

   "What's the matter, baby?"

  Bu Chen Su picked her up and glanced at the brooch, "If you don't like this gift, Brother Su can help you return it."

  Si Niannian shook his head, "It was given by the elders, you have to accept it. Otherwise, the elders will be unhappy if grandma says otherwise."

   "Then why was that expression just now?"

   "I just..." Si Niannian turned his head to look at the direction where Guanbao's mother and son were leaving, "I just suddenly realized that the expressions of mother's love are not all the same."

   Aunt Lu loves Guanbao very much. She must have known that Guanbao had been bullied by his aunt, so she took him out to vent her anger.

   What about her mother?

   If mom was here, how would you love her?

   The editor said that she also plans to dye a non-mainstream hair color, I decided to wait for her to finish dyeing and see the effect before taking action

  

  

   (end of this chapter)