After Kicking Ming Ye, He Cried and Begged Me To Hug Him Every Night!

   Chapter 269 Third Master Ming wants to break off the marriage 6

   After eating the deflated Yan Zhiyu, his eyes suddenly darkened.

   Yan Ningqing responded quickly and immediately said, "I'll take you to my aunt's room to see. Ever since I found out that you are my aunt's daughter, my father has brought back all my aunt's photos."

   Now and then nod, followed Yan Ningqing upstairs.

  The old man Yan said cheerfully behind her, "Then I will go to the kitchen to prepare the dishes, what kind of dishes do you like to eat?"

  The old man is trying to make the past and present stay at home for a while.

  He manages time clearly.

   Eat a meal first, then a fruit after a meal, then chat and chat, and dawdling until the night, crying and fussing... No, let the past and present rest at home.

   It's time to get precious time with the little granddaughter!

  The present and the past were silent for a while, unable to bear to reject the eagerness of the old man, and said softly, "It's fine, I won't choose."

   In one sentence, Mr. Yan's grandfather was heartbroken.

   Don't pick.

   From this point of view, it means that he has lived a hard life, so he can be so casual.

  The little granddaughter was carved out of the same mold as his daughter, with the same dignity. His daughter has been spoiled since she was a child, and the food and clothing in life are as delicate and delicate.

  Looking at the little granddaughter again, it was really hard.

   Mr. Yan couldn't help resenting Yan Zhiyu even more in his heart. He wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "Then I will let the kitchen make it according to your mother's taste. You are mother and daughter, and you must have the same hobby."

  The past and the present are good.

  Yan Ningqing took Jin and Fu to the door of Yan Foxue's room, and the door handle was locked.

  Yan Zhiyu came over and took the key to open it.

   Ever since Yan Foxue ran away from home, Mr. Yan became seriously ill, and Yan Zhiyu gradually became unbearable.

   Yan Foxue's room became a forbidden place for the Yan family.

  A lock is more than ten years old, and it was only cleaned up a few days ago.

   This is a very girly room.

  A purposeful pink, which makes the scalp of the conditioned reflex of the present and the past tingle.

  The walls are hung with photos of Feast of Foch from various periods.

  Yan Ningqing looked at the photos, looked at the past and present, lowered her eyes and chuckled, "Sister, you and aunt are really alike."

  In the past and present, I picked up a photo of Yan Foxue.

   They are indeed very similar.

  Although I have never seen my biological mother, when I look at the photos of my biological mother, I can feel the strong causal pull between the present and the past.

   This is her mother!

  Her unmasked mother!

   Jin and Shi held the photo, curled his fingertips slightly, his expression was still calm, and asked aloud, "How did my mother die?"

  Yan Zhiyu pursed his lips, tears flashing in his eyes, "I went to the investigation bureau, they only found out that Foxue had an accident in Haicheng twenty years ago... As for the specific cause of death, it's ominous for the time being."

  Twenty years ago, after the birth of the present and the past.

   Now and then I know that the network of people in the Investigation Bureau is all over the country, and its ability to track things down is outstanding. Since the Investigation Bureau said that my mother was dead, most of them were really dead.

   However, the exact cause of death is unknown, but it is full of doubts.

   The investigation bureau can come to the conclusion that the cause of death is unknown, which means that the death of the mother is not easy, and there must be a mastermind behind it.

   Maybe my father's departure is related to this incident.

   When thinking about this, Yan Zhiyu asked, "Twenty years ago, when Foxue gave birth, only your father had contact with her... Maybe this matter has something to do with your father."

   Jin and Shi's eyes suddenly sank, and a deep chill emerged, "Do you think my father killed my mother?"

  Yan Zhiyu plausibly said, "I just have this suspicion, after all, Fosue has never offended anyone, and only has contact with Jin Zheng.

  Foxel died after you were born, and your father left you when you were six years old. What kind of good person could he make such a ruthless choice? "

   (end of this chapter)