Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Jiang Mo brought chicken soup, and Qin Xiaoxiao immediately asked them to sit down.

Qin Xiaoxiao filled a bowl of rice and placed it in front of Yan Wanqing, who had been coveting for a long time, "Wanqing, why don't you try it?"

Yan Wanqing didn't see her either, she picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks, her pupils dilated in amazement, and she praised with a thumbs up, "Aunt Qin, your cooking skills are amazing."

The fish meat is delicious and tender, Yan Wanqing likes the taste of fish meat very much.

She picked up two other dishes, all of which were well received.

"Aunt Qin, the food you cook is better than the ones I have eaten in restaurants."

Qin Xiaoxiao smiled happily, "Just as long as you like it."

Qin Xiaoxiao likes to cook very much. After meeting Richard, the happiest thing for her every day is to watch the person she loves eat the food she cooks with a satisfied smile.

But that kind of happiness only lasted for a few short years, seeing Yan Wanqing's satisfaction now, she felt a long-lost satisfaction in her heart.

Qin Xiaoxiao asked Jiang Mo's opinion again, "Jiang Mo, do you still like the food tonight?"

"Very good, I'm not picky eater,"

Jiang Mo said that he was not picky eaters, Qin Xiaoxiao keenly noticed that he frowned when he ate the shallots in the shredded potatoes, obviously he didn't want to eat them, but he still swallowed them.

Qin Xiaoxiao took out a tissue and handed it over, "If you don't like green onions, don't eat them."

Jiang Mo sensed Qin Xiaoxiao's kindness and explained, "I don't like waste."

Jiang Mo came from hard times. At the saddest time, neither he nor his grandma had any food to eat, so they relied on the wild vegetables on the mountain to satisfy their hunger.

Even if he makes money later, he doesn't like wasting food.

Qin Xiaoxiao nodded, "Saving food is a traditional virtue."

She looked at Jiang Mo and suddenly thought of someone.

That person has a noble status, but like Jiang Mo, he is reluctant to waste a vegetable or a grain of rice, even if it is a shallot that he doesn't like, he will force himself to swallow it.

At this point, they're really alike.

Both Yan Wanqing and Jiang Mo felt Qin Xiaoxiao's sadness.

Yan Wanqing suddenly thought of something, she got up and ran to the living room, found an exquisite small box from the bag behind her, and handed it to Qin Xiaoxiao, "Aunt Qin, this is for you."

"what is this?"

"You'll know when you open it."

Qin Xiaoxiao opened it, and inside the box was a lip gloss.

Yan Wanqing explained with a smile: "I saw that your mouth was very dry before I went out, and I happened to see a cosmetics store when I was shopping, so I bought it."

"I chose a red bean paste color for you that shows your complexion and does not pick your skin, and the beauty of this lip gloss is that it can not only color your mouth, but also moisturize it."

Qin Xiaoxiao hugged the lipstick into her arms like a baby, "Thank you Wanqing, I like this gift very much."

She will always carry this lipstick with her, and will always remember that there was a little girl named Yan Wanqing in her life who gave her warm care.

After eating, Jiang Mo took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Yan Wanqing watched TV with Qin Xiaoxiao.

She seemed to mention it unintentionally and asked: "Aunt Qin, I don't think your accent sounds like a Haishi person."

Qin Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "I'm from country T."

"oh oh."

Yan Wanqing nodded thoughtfully, a guess that even she herself found unbelievable suddenly popped up in her heart.

Did Richard really see her and Aunt Qin this morning and recognize her?
If, as Richard said, Aunt Qin is his wife, then isn't she Jiang Mo's...

Yan Wanqing suddenly felt that her brain was not enough.

Qin Xiaoxiao saw that Yan Wanqing was distracted, and asked gently: "Wanqing, what are you thinking?"

Yan Wanqing came back to her senses and shook her head, "It's nothing."

Qin Xiaoxiao handed her a peeled orange, "This orange is very sweet."

"Thank you, Aunt Qin."

Yan Wanqing thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Aunt Qin, do you still have family members in country T?"

"I……"

Qin Xiaoxiao hadn't contacted her family for more than ten years. She didn't know whether her father and mother were still alive. Even if they were alive, she couldn't go back.

Seeing Qin Xiaoxiao's sad brows, Yan Wanqing comforted her, "Jiang Mo's friend is Prince T, and the two of them have a good relationship. If you want to find your own family, I can ask him to help."

"do not want!"

Qin Xiaoxiao subconsciously refused, and reacted greatly.

Qin Xiaoxiao looked at Yan Wanqing who seemed to be frightened, realized that her reaction was a little unreasonable, and hurriedly explained, "Jin Kaiyuan has business contacts with the royal family of country T, if Prince William knows my whereabouts, there is no guarantee that Jin Kaiyuan will not know. "

"And Jin Kaiyuan must have sent someone to follow my parents as soon as I disappeared, so I still won't go back."

Yan Wanqing nodded, "It's still my aunt who is very thoughtful, I didn't even think of this."

Seeing that Yan Wanqing did not continue to ask questions, Qin Xiaoxiao was relieved.

Yan Wanqing helped her, she didn't want to deceive her, but she didn't dare to reveal her identity at will.

Jiang Mo packed up the kitchen and came over.

"We go home."

Yan Wanqing stood up, "Aunt Qin, it's getting late, you should go to bed earlier, my cell phone number is next to the phone, call me if you need anything."

"it is good."

Jiang Mo and Yan Wanqing left.

Yan Wanqing leaned her body slightly, resting her head on Jiang Mo's arm, "Jiang Mo, do you doubt Aunt Qin's identity?"

"Have!"

When Richard pestered Yan Wanqing, he began to doubt Qin Xiaoxiao's identity.

When he was in country H, the files in his early years stated that Jin Kaiyuan had cooperated with the royal family of country T, but the cooperation ended with the death of Princess Mela.

Moreover, under his questioning two days ago, William revealed the bizarreness of Princess Meera's death that year.

All these questions are connected in series, and the doubts are easily solved.

Yan Wanqing knew what she had guessed, and Jiang Mo must have guessed it too.

When she thought that Aunt Qin might be Jiang Mo's biological mother, she felt very complicated, let alone Jiang Mo?
Yan Wanqing asked: "What do you think?"

Jiang Mo has no good way now, he rubbed his sore brows, "Let's take a step and see one step at a time."

The two of them got into the car and went back to the Yan family's old house.

An eye-catching red sports car is parked at the gate of the old house.

A hot and charming figure was leaning against the car body, with a cigarette between his fingers, full of amorous feelings.

Yan Wanqing just looked at her figure, and knew who it was without looking at her face.

"Why is Amy here?"

"Come to bring me something."

Seeing two people, Amy threw the cigarette butt on the ground, smashed it out with her feet, and walked over with her slender waist.

Jiang Mo lowered the window.

Amy handed him a scroll, "This is what you want."

"Thank you."

Amy looked at Jiang Mo's cold profile and Yan Wanqing in the co-pilot, pursed her red lips, and said suddenly, "Yan Wanqing, I'm sorry."