After the divorce, the three gangsters doted on me

Neither of them slept well that night.

Qiao Anhao was panicked, but Fu Yanmo's initial shock and anger turned to full of doubts.

Toffee is Qiao Anhao's daughter, but Qiao Anhao keeps it a secret from herself.

Could it be that the child was Qiao Anhao's child who was born with others outside, and now that he came back, he wanted to get closer to him, so he deliberately concealed it?

This idea was quickly overturned.

Qiao Anhao was obviously very afraid of herself, so she wouldn't approach her on purpose.

in this case……

His mind went back to that night a few years ago.That day was the first time he had Qiao Anhao.The age of toffee is also just right.

No matter what the truth is, he is extremely disappointed in Qiao Anhao.

She thought that after such a long contact, she would change herself, but now it seems that she has not.She is still the same as before, once she leaves, she doesn't care about herself, and keeps everything from herself.

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't get a definite answer.But he has already figured out what to do when he goes back.

"Mum, Toffee has woken up." Toffee's soft hands rubbed Qiao Anhao's face, waking up the person who hadn't slept all night.

Qiao Anhao's eyes were turning blue, but she still smiled gently and touched Toffee's head, then picked her up from the sleeping bag.

"Toffee woke up so early. Then let's pack up and go back with the handsome uncle later, shall we?"

"All right."

When she saw Fu Yanmo, Qiao Anhao subconsciously dodged his gaze, but she still wanted to go back with Fu Yanmo and take the toffee.

"Fu Yanmo, we are going back, you, are you okay?"

Fu Yanmo turned his head and ignored her, but knelt down and rubbed the toffee in his arms.

At this moment, he hugged this soft little guy again, and the feeling in his heart was extremely complicated.

Qiao Anhao had no choice but to clean up by herself. When she got into the car, she silently rubbed Toffee's hands, keeping her head down in silence.

"Handsome uncle, did you quarrel with my aunt?"

The toffee man is a big kid, and Qiao Anhao's disappointment can be seen under the forced smile.But she didn't understand why it was fine yesterday, but it became like this today.

In her eyes, the handsome uncle and her mommy must reconcile. Since they don't talk, let Toffee do the talking.

"Of course not, Toffee is good, don't make trouble with your Uncle Fu." Qiao Anhao squeezed out a smile and comforted Toffee.

"Yes." Fu Yanmo said, "Toffee is so good, why are you and I arguing?"

When he was talking, he deliberately emphasized the name "little aunt", and he only said it to Toffee, not looking good at Qiao An.

To be honest, he was very annoyed, especially when he heard Toffee call Qiao Anhao's aunt so naturally, the indescribable awkward feeling ran amok in his heart.

Is toffee lying to him too?Or are these all Qiao Anhao taught?
Looking carefully at Toffee's eyebrows and eyes, it is indeed very similar to Qiao Anhao. Maybe she is really Qiao Anhao's daughter. The guess in her heart is more clear.

No wonder I feel very kind when I see her, it's time to verify...

Getting off the car is the moment when their "family" parted.

"Goodbye, handsome uncle! Toffee is so happy today! I will play with handsome uncle again in the future, is that okay?"

Fu Yanmo didn't answer the question of her baby voice, but squatted down, gently stroked Toffee's hair, and rubbed it vigorously: "Goodbye."

Qiao Anhao sighed inwardly, picked up the toffee, turned and left.

Toffee, on the other hand, had messed up hair, and was obediently fond of Fu Yanmo, her round eyes bent into lovely crescent moons.

Fu Yanmo's heart was sore and sore, and he didn't let go of the hand that rubbed Toffee's head until the car of the two of them drove away.

In the palm with well-defined bones, holding a few black and thin hairs taken from Toffee's head...

When he came out of the DNA identification agency, Fu Yanmo was still a little confused.At this moment, his phone vibrated.

At first glance, it was Zhou Jingyi's call.

"Aunt, what's the matter?" Fu Yanmo said indifferently.He still remembered what happened last time, and his attitude towards Zhou Jingyi was not so gentle.

"Young Master Mo, the ancestor worship ceremony is about to start in these two days. I want to ask when you will come back."

Fu Yanmo's mother is from the Zhou family, and he should go to the Zhou family to worship his ancestors every year.It's just because the relationship has been basically broken in recent years, so I haven't gone back for a long time.

"I will let you know when I have time." Fu Yanmo replied and hung up the phone.

He originally wanted to refuse directly, but what happened yesterday made him really upset, so he thought it would be good to go for a walk during this time.

On the other side of the phone, Ye Ling squatted next to Zhou Jingyi, showing an expectant smile.

A few days later, Fu Yanmo drove to Zhou Garden alone.

After entering the door, after sitting in front of Zhou Jingyi for less than 10 minutes, Zhou Jingyi called the name that made Fu Yanmo frown again.

"Ye Ling, come and send Young Master Mo to the cemetery."

"You don't need to bother her." Fu Yanmo instinctively felt disgust when she thought of her deliberately imitating Qiao Anhao's appearance before, "I know the way to the cemetery."

"Young Master Mo is really hard-hearted. Ye Ling is your Uncle Ye's daughter. No matter what, you should be more compassionate."

Zhou Jingyi smiled, but what she said was to remind Fu Yanmo.

Refusing to no avail, Fu Yanmo wanted to leave, but when he looked up and saw Ye Ling approaching from a distance, his footsteps stopped.

"Young Master Mo, how are you doing?" Ye Ling reached out to shake his hand.

The generous attitude and appearance, not only does not have the shadow of Qiao Anhao, it is completely different from Qiao Anhao.

As long as she doesn't look for trouble and imitate others, there is no need for Fu Yanmo to speak harshly to her. After all, she is the daughter of a partner, so she still has to give her the face she deserves.

Glancing at the hand she extended, Fu Yanmo didn't hold it.

Instead, he sat back to his original seat, with his usual arrogant expression, and half-truthfully said: "Thanks to your father."

Not only did Ye Ling not care about his refusal, but she felt secretly happy.

After failing to imitate Qiao Anhao last time, she completely changed her style. Now she is dressed in a mature and stylish way, with the demeanor of an independent strong woman.

Sure enough, Fu Yanmo didn't like Qiao Anhao's type at all.

I don't know where the Zhou family got the news from before, they are really stupid!

Raising an eyebrow at Zhou Jingyi, Ye Ling sat down on the chair next to her.

The development of the situation was going according to what Zhou Jingyi thought, and she couldn't help being secretly happy——Fu Yanmo is notorious for not giving people face, as long as he refuses clearly, they will have a chance...

Finding a random reason, Zhou Jingyi went back to the courtyard alone, leaving space for Ye Ling.

"Master Fu," after Zhou Jingyi left, Ye Ling tried to call him again, "Shall we go to the cemetery?"

Fu Yanmo was noncommittal.

Ye Ling was extremely patient, and had been quietly waiting by the side. Before the ceremony started, when the servant came to invite her, she naturally followed behind Fu Yanmo.

The process of worshiping the ancestors was boring and lengthy, but it gave Fu Yanmo a rare opportunity to meditate.

But Ye Ling obviously learned to be smart this time, she just stood aside and watched, without speaking or doing anything to attract others' attention.Because now she has figured it out - if she doesn't take the initiative, she won't be rejected.

After the ancestor worship, it was time for lunch.

As the person who was sent to greet Fu Yanmo, Ye Ling obviously understood Fu Yanmo's thoughts better, so she arranged another expensive restaurant on the grounds that the Zhou family was busy at the moment and worried about poor hospitality.

She knew very well that Fu Yanmo didn't want to stay at Zhou's house at all, and he would definitely leave after the ancestor worship. Instead of being driven away by him, it's better to explain first that he will go the same way with him.

After all, worshiping ancestors is a lot of work. After a long day of work, they always have to eat, and for people of their level, eating is also a form of social interaction.

Aunt Zhou already knew her identity, so Fu Yanmo wouldn't even be stingy with the time for a meal.

Sure enough, as long as she doesn't write "wanting to be Mrs. Fu" on her face, Fu Yanmo will give her the courtesy and decency she deserves.

"Actually... I know you are annoying me, Master Fu." After taking her seat, Ye Ling spoke first.

Fu Yanmo slightly raised his eyebrows, and looked at her silently.

This was the first time Fu Yanmo looked at her directly.

Ye Ling knew that her plan had succeeded, she couldn't help shrugging her shoulders, and said mockingly: "Oh, who would like to pretend to be another? It's not involuntary."

Assassin, she was sitting on a high chair, holding a glass of red wine, stroking her forehead, very deliberately presenting her most charming angle to Fu Yanmo.

Fu Yanmo didn't care about her actions, and said indifferently: "Since that's the case, don't put on an air in the future."

"That's natural, and it's hard to please." Seeing that this trick is useful, Ye Ling quickly put on a cheerful attitude, and said with a smile, "As far as my acting skills are concerned, I don't pretend to be good! I don't know why they Thinking, let me wear that kind of clothes! Wow, it hurts me to death."

As he said that, as if he was speechless to the elders, he put his finger on his temple and rolled his eyes carelessly.

Fu Yanmo didn't even look at her. Hearing her complaints, he felt that her dormant posture was not much better now, but when he said "when she was pretending not to be good", Qiao Anhao appeared in front of his eyes. look.

That day, the way she undid the zipper of her white skirt with her backhand in aggrieved manner at the hotel was clearly a style that no one could imitate.

He smiled slightly.

Seeing Fu Yanmo's smile, Ye Ling was very proud, and tried to persuade him to drink again, unilaterally making him very acquainted.

Only Fu Yanmo was absent-minded.

At this time, in the corner of the restaurant where they were, Qiao Anhao, who was dressed in business attire, had dim eyes in an instant.