Qinguan Villa.

The car was parked at the door, and Lan Jue stopped outside the gate.

Lu Xiaomu's car followed, and she stuck out her head and asked.

"What's wrong?"

"It's here, go in by yourself"

"What, don't you know him, aren't you going?"

"Don't go, you go by yourself." Lan Jue said in a lazy voice.

Lu Xiaomu rolled her eyes.

"Cut, don't pull it down." After she finished speaking, she started the engine and drove directly to the door of the villa.

After parking the car, Lu Xiaomu went to knock on the door.

The maid who came to open the door looked at the unfamiliar face.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Is Uncle Qin here?" asked Lu Xiaomu.

Qin Guan walked out of the study.

"Xiaofei, my friend."

"Okay, sir, miss, come in."

"Thank you." Lu Xiaomu walked in.

Qin glanced behind her.

His eyes seemed to dim a little.

Lu Xiaomu seemed to notice that something was wrong with his eyes, and she pretended to cough.

"Lan Jue didn't come." She knew, he must have known that Lan Jue Ming hadn't come.

So it's a little weird.

"Oh, okay." Qin Guan retracted his gaze and said.

Lu Xiaomu stood there in a daze, Qin Guan said.

"Kid, come in the study, let's come in and talk."

Lu Xiaomu followed him into the study.

Walking in, Qin Guan looked at her very kindly.

"What's the matter, I just went home and thought about coming to see Uncle Qin, do you need any help?"

Lu Xiaomu looked at his kind appearance, and felt a little more intimate in his heart.

"Uncle Qin, can I read the letter my mother wrote to you, I know, my request is a bit excessive, you adults have adult privacy, but I can't control myself, I want to know what kind of person she is." Lu Xiaomu said with some embarrassment.

She didn't know what would be between her mother and this man, whether it was a friend or any relationship, she didn't want to know, she just wanted to see what belonged to her mother's notes, she just wanted to know this.

Feel the long-lost mother's love.

Qin Guan laughed.

"It's okay, don't think about it, your mother and I are best friends, friends who don't talk about anything, and our letters are very pure."

"Oh, okay, then it's troublesome Uncle Qin." Lu Xiaomu said very politely.

"You wait, I'll get it."

"Okay."

After Qin Guan finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

Lu Xiaomu sat in the study and looked around, although Qin Guan's study was not as big as Ye Liting, it was also more magnificent, many books were military and the like, Lu Xiaomu got up and took a casual look.

When I saw a thick book on my left-hand side, it seemed to be blocked by something in the middle.

Lu Xiaomu reached out curiously and picked it up.

Looking at the title of the book, she frowned slightly.

A foreign masterpiece, she remembers that there is a similar one at home, and her father said that it was her mother's favorite to read before.

But because she has always been a scumbag, her English is super poor, and she hasn't seen it.

But remember it very clearly.

She reached out and opened it.

The moment it was opened, a photo appeared inside, and Lu Xiaomu's eyes puffed up instantly.

The lips trembled slightly.

It's a photo of my mother, a photo of me wearing a cheongsam with a slight bulge in my lower abdomen.

The only thing Lu Xiaomu could think of at the moment was that her mother was carrying her in her belly.

Mom is so beautiful, as beautiful as a camellia.

Lu Xiaomu bit her lip tightly.

I want to cry.

The only thing she remembered was not like this, her mother was sentimental, but this photo was so happy.