The real big guys are those with connections in the eyes of the system!

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Mrs. Su put down what she was doing and hurried to Su Wenxiang's side. She patted his back to calm him down. "Let's not think about those troubles. Let's talk about something else."

"Yeah." Su Wenxiang responded, but the expression on his face was still not very good.

"Didn't you just say that the distinguished guest looked familiar? Then why don't you think carefully about where you have seen her before?" Mrs. Su couldn't think of any other topic for a moment and could only continue the original conversation between the two.

She just said it casually.

After all, if you can't remember where this sense of familiarity comes from at the beginning, it will be difficult to remember it for no reason later.

Fortunately, her purpose was not to make her husband figure something out, she just wanted to divert his attention.

Su Wenxiang thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes fell on Mrs. Su's face.

Madam Su subconsciously reached out and touched her face. "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something dirty on my face?"

"There's nothing dirty about it," Su Wenxiang said. "I just thought about who she looked like."

"Who does he look like? Do I recognize him?" Mrs. Su suddenly became curious.

"I recognize her." Su Wenxiang nodded, "She looks somewhat similar to my mother-in-law."

"Who are you talking about?" Madam Su was stunned, her voice a little hesitant, "Like my... mother?"

"Yes!" Su Wenxiang's eyes fell on her face, and then he said with a smile, "In the past, everyone in the village said that you looked like your mother-in-law, so if you look closely, that girl also looks a bit like you..."

As he spoke, Su Wenxiang seemed to realize that something was wrong and frowned subconsciously.

Apparently, Mrs. Su had the same idea as him, so she asked hesitantly, "Husband, are you sure she looks more like my mother than me?"

"..."

Madam Su asked again, "Then let me change the question. Does she only look like my mother, or does she also look similar to your blood relatives on your side?"

Su Wenxiang's expression unconsciously became solemn.

He didn't think about which blood relative the girl had in common with him, but rather her nervous look when she stood at the door, and the complicated look in her eyes when she saw him...

At that time, he thought that the other party was a young lady who was going out for the first time, so she was full of curiosity and anxiety about the outside world.

But if you think about it carefully, a rich girl who can afford to wear Shu brocade should choose to dine at "Lingyan Pavilion", the largest restaurant in Kyoto, instead of coming to her own small restaurant, even if it is her first time going out.

she……

"Husband, where is she? I want to see her." Mrs. Su couldn't help but her eyes turned red.

"Why are you in such a hurry? We're still not sure whether this person is real or not!" Su Wenxiang sighed helplessly, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.

Madam Su grabbed his sleeve tightly, "Husband, I have a feeling that she is it!"

"Even if it's true, have you forgotten what Xiaotang said? They just don't like us, and you're still trying to get closer. Aren't you just annoying them?"

It’s not that Su Wenxiang wants to attack his wife, in his opinion, this is the fact.

False expectations and joy are meaningless, so it is better to wake up from the beginning.

If you don't have hope, you won't be disappointed.

But Mrs. Su obviously had different ideas from him.

"Xiaotang has only been to the Xiangfu a few times, how could she understand what kind of person Yun Wan is so quickly? Maybe she misunderstood something?

And the fact that the child is here today, isn't that the best answer? If she really despises the poor and loves the rich, she would definitely want to stay away from us for the rest of her life, so why would she come to us on her own?"

Just as Su Wenxiang was about to retort, he saw his wife looking at him with tears in her eyes.

"Husband..."

Her voice was mournful, her long eyelashes were stained with crystal water droplets, and her black eyes were full of pleading.

Su Wenxiang could not resist her appearance and compromised instantly, "Forget it, forget it, I'll listen to you, you can meet me if you want."

Mrs. Su burst into laughter, lifted her skirt and went to see her child.

After running just two steps, she suddenly turned back.

"What's wrong?" Su Wenxiang asked.

"She's here to eat, and I want to cook her some of my specialties. She's grown up and she's never eaten anything I made myself!"

"Also, what am I wearing today? After I finish cooking, I have to take a shower and change clothes... No, no, this will take too much time. She will be waiting anxiously. I'd better just change my clothes."

Mrs. Su talked to herself for a long time, and it was obvious that she was really conflicted.

But she was not slow.

Once the food was cooked and the clothes were changed, everything was ready.

When they were almost at the door of the private room, Mrs. Su suddenly said to Su Wenxiang in a trembling voice: "Husband, I'm so nervous!"

Somehow, Su Wenxiang suddenly remembered the scene where Yiqing told her maid in front of the restaurant about her nervousness.

For a moment, two different figures overlapped in his mind.

He suddenly no longer doubted Yiqing's identity.

The strange thing was that at this moment the uneasiness in his heart suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by an unknown certainty.

How could their daughter be such a heartless person who doesn't even recognize her own biological parents?

There must be some misunderstanding here.

Well, there must be a misunderstanding!