he is intoxicated

She stood there motionless, like a popsicle.

The corners of Huo Beiyao's lips curled slightly, "Miss Shen's face is so pale, did she see a ghost?"

"Yes, the ghost is right behind me." Nan Hua said with cold lips.

She didn't know what she was talking about, and her mind was full of how to deal with the couple.

Huo Beiyao smiled, supported her thin shoulder with one hand, and pushed her in.

Nan Hua took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

Nan Maosong and Hua Shumei were shocked when they saw her.

Especially Hua Shumei, her eyes are straight.

Those eyes were full of accident, guilt, surprise, cunning and luck in a short time.

Nan Hua was so tired of her eyeballs.

It takes so much thought to have such a small pair of eyeballs.

The same goes for Nan Maosong, the muscles on his face froze, and his thoughts were written in his eyes.

However, his thoughts are hidden deeper than Hua Shumei's, and it is not easy for people to guess.

After a second of delay, the couple stood up from the sofa awkwardly.

Hua Shumei trotted over, hugged Nanhua and cried, "My daughter, you are not dead? You are still alive! Why don't you go home to find your mother when you are alive? You know that my mother has been thinking about it for three years. How heartbroken do you think?"

Nan Hua stood upright.

There was no expression on his face.

If it weren't for three years ago, she called them for help and was scolded by them.

She was moved by her appearance.

Although they are not their own, they have called their parents for 23 years. They have lived together for so many years. When they receive a call for help, at least show up to see if it is true or not.

On the other hand, when Mu Yan received a call, regardless of whether it was true or not, she immediately rushed to the hospital to take care of her, spending money and effort.

Shen Zechuan was even more so.

The stranger who had nothing to do with him tried his best to rescue her from the cliff, heal her wounds, and treat her illnesses.

It's not that Nan Hua is unfeeling, but her heart was broken by the couple during that phone call three years ago.

It hurt terribly.

Close relatives are not as good as friends and strangers.

Nanhua just remained motionless and let Hua Shumei cry in her arms.

At the end of the crying, even Hua Shumei felt that crying was boring.

She let go of Nanhua, wiped away the few tears she had finally squeezed out with the back of her hand, and said, "Xiaohua, you should say something. You always keep silent like this. Mom has no idea. Three years ago your father and I ..."

"Auntie." Nan Hua interrupted her.

Hua Shumei was taken aback for a moment, and forgot what she was going to say next.

Nanhua pointed to her nose and said, "Look at my face carefully, I'm not your daughter. I'm Shen Nanhua, my father is Shen Fengru, my mother is Yue Yaqiu, and my brother is Shen Zechuan."

Hua Shumei stared at her face with wide eyes.

Read it several times.

She said: "You are thinner than three years ago, your nose is different, your eye sockets seem to be a bit deeper, and the mole at the end of your eyes is gone. But this does not prove that you are not our Xiaohua. Now Plastic surgery technology is so advanced, it is very easy to make a nose, entire eyes, and remove a mole."

Nan Maosong echoed: "Yes, yes, you are our Xiaohua, we watched and grew up, no matter how you fix it, we as parents can tell at a glance."

Nan Hua remained silent.

For the time being, she couldn't guess the intention of their sudden visit to meet each other.

But according to her understanding of the couple, they must have come here for the word "benefit".

When she was ten years old, she fell ill and was hospitalized.

During the blood test, it was found that her blood type was different from theirs.

From then on, they became indifferent to her.

No, indifference.

It wasn't until she got acquainted with Huo Beiyao and established a boyfriend and girlfriend with her that they felt it would be profitable, so they became nice to her again.

Nan Hua said lightly: "Go for a paternity test, go now and see if I am your biological daughter."

The faces of the couple froze for a moment.

They gave each other a wink.

Sixteen years ago, Chaxue accidentally learned that Nan Hua was not their biological daughter.

They went to the hospital to make a fuss to get their baby back.

After so many years, it was impossible to find them at all, so the hospital compensated them a lot of money and let the matter rest.

They kept this matter in their hearts, and no one said anything.

After all, it is not a glorious thing.

They didn't know that the careful Nanhua had known about this for a long time.

Nowadays, paternity testing, whether it is done or not, is of little significance.

Nan Maosong raised his head, looked at Huo Beiyao, and said with a look of embarrassment, "Beiyao, look, what should we do?"

Three paternity tests were done, all of which were ruled out.

Huo Beiyao had long since given up too much hope for this.

The reason why he told the couple that Shen Nanhua worked was because Nan Maosong found out from somewhere that he was dating a woman who looked like Nanhua, so he came to make friends with him.

He just said it casually.

Unexpectedly, the couple really came to the door.

Before I came, I called him.

Huo Beiyao looked down at Shen Nanhua, who had a straight back and an expressionless face beside him.

Self-deprecating smile.

It's still a fluke, and I hope Nanhua is still alive.

"Do it." He said: "Xiao Wen is in the car downstairs, you pull out a few hairs and give him to do it again."

Nan Hua pulled out a few hairs from her head without hesitation, and handed them to Hua Shumei, "Here."

Hua Shumei reached out to take it, with deep disappointment in her eyes.

Nan Maosong's eyes also dimmed.

Hua Shumei pinched her hair, looked at Nanhua's face reluctantly and said, "Xiaohua, mom three years ago..."

"Auntie, I'm Shen Nanhua, please call me Miss Shen."

Hua Shumei choked, "Okay, okay, Miss Shen, no matter what the paternity test result is, when Auntie misses her daughter, can I come here to see you?"

Nanhua's nose was sore.

She wrinkled her nose, suppressed the sourness, and said, "Auntie, this is where I work, so it's not convenient to meet guests. You look so radiant and look so good, and you don't look like someone who is in deep sorrow. "

One sentence made Hua Shumei's face drop.

Just when she was about to get angry, she suppressed her anger when she saw the man standing behind her with a tall figure and a dignified temperament.

"Then I will go first with your dad, no, with your uncle."

"Please go slowly." Nanhua's tone was distant but polite.

Out of the door of the wedding salon.

Get in the car.

Hua Shumei couldn't help complaining: "It's all your fault."

Nan Maosong was angry: "You woman, you are so unreasonable, why are you blaming me again?"

"Back then, Xiaohua called and asked us to go to the hospital to see her. You insisted that she went to see that Lu Xiao who had a car accident. Let her die. She would lose our face and anger Bei Yao, you have implicated our family."

Nan Maosong frowned, "Because of that incident, the Lu family was implicated, even the driver surnamed Ding was not spared. I also think about our family, and it's not my own."

Hua Shumei was silent.

half an hour.

Nan Maosong said, "Do you think she is Xiao Hua?"

Hua Shumei frowned, "It feels like it, but it doesn't feel like it."

"I feel the same way. I feel that girl is very tough, not as talkative as our Xiaohua."

Hua Shumei was deeply touched, "That's right, this dead girl, her mouth is too bad. In front of Beiyao, she said that I look radiant and not sad at all. I don't know what Beiyao thinks of me."

"That's not the main thing. The most important thing is that our company is short of funds now."

Nan Maosong rubbed his hair irritably.

"I can't be sure whether she is our Xiaohua, how can I count on her? Didn't you hear her keep saying that she is Shen Fengru's daughter?" Hua Shumei became angry when she thought about it.

"But our Xiaohua is still alive, that's for sure."

Hua Shumei nodded, "Yeah, it would be great if we could find her, maybe Bei Yao can help us for the sake of old love."

Nan Maosong pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"How about I tell Beiyao about Xiaohua calling us back then? Ask him to send someone to look for it?"