Chapter 918: I think I will be happy in the future

Xia Anlan froze for a moment before he realized that what Yan Qingsi was worried about was not whether she had a blood relationship with the Xia family, but ... her mother's life experience.
The girl wanted an account of her deceased mother.
Xia Anlan remembered the picture on the tombstone, that young face, and died so early ...
Regardless of whether Yan Qingsi's mother is his sister or not, he will help her find out.
"You alone, a little girl can hold it down, it's hard to boil."
Yan Qingsi shook her head: "No matter how bad it was before, I will always be fine."
"Yes, it will get better in the future." He sits in this position now, and if he can't protect one, he doesn't have to do it anymore.
Yan Qingsi smiled: "Then ... you should know that Grandpa Su and my grandson are a couple. He treats me well. I think ... I will be happy in the future. Can I ... call him?"
Xia Anlan was silent for two seconds: "Yes!"
He knew that Grandpa Su's grandson called Yue Tingfeng.
It's just that Yan Qingsi subconsciously believed that her boyfriend could give her happiness, but he didn't expect him to be 舅舅 舅舅, and he always felt a little wrong.
"But ... it's late, I'll have someone send you your phone tomorrow."
Yan Qingsi is a little disappointed, but it is also good to have a mobile phone tomorrow, so that you can contact Yue Tingfeng.
She said, "Thank you."
"Go to rest and tell me directly what you want. If I'm not there, just tell Kobayashi."
"okay."
Xia Anlan watched Yan Qingsi leave, and after her figure disappeared, his face softly retired: "Check out how Yue listens to the wind and his nature, and if he has any bad habits.
The secretary said, "Son of Father Su's daughter, should ..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt that Xia Anlan's eyes were cold, and he quickly said, "Okay."
"Sir, it's not early, you can rest."
Xia Anlan rubbed his forehead. "Go back to the room first."
The secretary just wanted to talk. The mobile phone in his pocket rang. He had two mobile phones on his body. One was hiss and the other was Xia Anlan's. He took out a phone that was Xia Anlan's and quickly said: "Old Mr. Phone . "
Xia Anlan looked up and reached out to take over, "Hey, father, why haven't you rested so late, how is my mother?"
Father Xia's voice was a little excited: "Anlan, I have something to tell you."
"Exactly, I have something to tell you too ... then you say it first."
"Rushuang called me today and showed me a picture of a girl. It was like when your mother was young, I thought, maybe ... your mother saw the girl, how much she could get some spiritual comfort, and her condition was better. , Even if it's not good, at least ... can ... let her not be so painful at the last moment. "
Xia Anlan froze, "Father, as Frost told you?"
"Yes, she originally said that the Mid-Autumn Festival brought the game, but she accidentally saw the girl named Yan Qingsi on TV, and felt like her mother, so she called and told me, and I asked her to contact That girl, let her bring someone over. "
Xia Anlan didn't speak, she was silent for a while, and said, "She's already here with me, and she's not feeling well. I'm planning to wait for her to be better and take her to Rongcheng. I wanted to tell you that she was too. ... Ru Shuang told you in advance. "