It was a set of baby clothes, washed and worn, but the appearance and fabric material could still be seen.

Wen Rui looked at the clothes in her hands with trembling hands.

Even if others don't know or recognize her, decades later, she still clearly remembers that her daughter was wearing this outfit when she was lost. She personally selected it, so how could she not recognize it.

"Yan Qianyin, do you really think you can prove anything by taking out these crappy things?" Yan Yurou's voice was mixed with sarcasm and disdain. She glanced sideways at Yan Qianyin, a little nervous but still pretending to be calm. .

"It's not up to you to decide whether you can or not." Yan Qianyin's tone was gentle, and a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Yan Yurou's heart thumped.

Looking at Wen Rui's reaction, she knew something was wrong.

Wen Rui must know this set of baby clothes.

At first, she only wanted to use the jade pendant to pretend to be her identity, but she never thought that Mu Wenjiao still kept the clothes.

Yan Yurou could no longer hold back. She rushed in front of Xiao Zhenghao and Wen Rui, clutching the corners of their clothes with both hands, her eyes red: "Grandpa, grandma, she came here deliberately to cause trouble, don't be fooled by her! She is in the Yan family She acted mischievously at the right time, gave birth to a child before we were married, and gave birth to these two little bastards. Her words cannot be believed."

When little Nuonuo heard that her mother was being spoken ill of, her chubby little face was filled with anger: "You are the bad woman. You used my grandmother's jade pendant to pretend to be her, and now you are speaking ill of my mother. We also You're not a little bastard, our father is the King of Pingding! I can't believe what you say."

"Petit theft will always be discovered one day!" Xiao Cheng added with a cold face.

Yan Qianyin did not leave Yan Yurou's words, and only said to Wen Rui: "Mrs. Xiao, you should recognize the contents of this wooden box. My mother's jade pendant was stolen, and it cannot be used to prove her identity now, but These things should be fine. This is something that Xu Xiuwen and Yan Yurou don’t have. Not only this set of clothes, but also other clothes that my grandmother made for my mother. Although they are worn out, they are all traces of my mother’s growth. I think this It’s also something they can’t take out.”

Wen Rui still looked at the clothes in her hands, her eyes moistened unconsciously. She touched the patched stitches on them, feeling extremely sad.

"These are the clothes I changed for my daughter. Master, these were worn by my daughter. She was still so young at that time, so these are my daughter's clothes."

Seeing his wife so sad, Xiao Zhenghao glanced at Yan Yurou and Xu Xiuwen, then at Mu Wenjiao and Yan Qianyin.

He relived the process of recognizing his daughter in his mind.

Are there really such coincidences in the world?

They wanted to find their daughter, searching for clues all over the world, and finally the child was close to them.

But he couldn't act hastily.

Seeing that Xiao Zhenghao was also hesitant, Yan Yurou hurriedly poked Xu Xiuwen.

Xu Xiuwen immediately stepped forward and started crying: "Father, mother, I am your daughter. I refused to come over at first, which was incredible. However, you personally welcomed me back, but now that I am here, you have to listen to outsiders." If so, do you think I’m not your daughter?”

The Xiao family looked at each other. They were indeed anxious to bring Xu Xiuwen's family back after seeing Yupei.

At that time, the whole family was filled with joy of finding their loved ones.

But Yan Qianyin sneered coldly: "When I came this time, I also asked someone to invite the Xu family. Not only the Xu family, but also the midwife and your birthday."

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