Chapter 1007： What's my last name?

Xi Yun looked past the voice and saw a face that was familiar but still strange. After all, I had just met in France a few days ago, a woman who wanted to prostitute a son for nothing.

Yue Chun's biological mother.

She is indeed not very beautiful, maybe it is because of the time that has consumed her beauty, but her temperament is superior.

Yuelai saw that the person's expression changed drastically. It was even more ugly than when Xi Yun stunned her. It was as if she had made a fool of herself. If she was fooled, it should be forgotten. When anyone did not encounter a bad heart, but this ugly was his most hated enemy Seeing it made her watch a joke, it was more uncomfortable than killing her, and the scene was extremely embarrassing.

"Sister Yuelai, can't say anything in anger?"

Yue Chun's father recognized the person and said, "Yue Chun mother, why are you? Why have you suddenly returned to Rongcheng?"

Yue Chun's father's face trembled, and he seemed to remember.

Yue Chun's mother looked at Yue Chun, "Indeed, I am Yue Chun's mother. I also want to see my son when I return to Rongcheng."

All of them want to recognize their sons.

Oh, they covet and want to pick the seeds that others have carefully cultivated after they bloom and bear fruit?

When they abandoned this seed, did they think about whether the seed itself could survive?

Have you ever thought about the desire of the seeds themselves?

What Xi Yun looked down upon most was Yue Chun's mother.

Of course, including Yue Chun's father.

She is the least contemptuous of the parents who abandoned her son.

The hall was crowded and chaotic, and Yuelai had just been humiliated and didn't want to stay here anymore to argue with Yue Chun's mother.

She left swiftly, and when she left, she left a harsh sentence, "There are too many smoky people in Yuejia."

Yuelai left, and Yuechun's mother was not a person who wanted to cause trouble. The hall returned to calm. Yuechun stayed in the hall for a while and then left. Xi Yun pulled his sleeves and followed him tightly. She only held his palm when she was human.

Yue Chun's palm is warm, the temperature she likes.

She asked nervously: "Am I a bully just now?"

Yue Chun replied to her at ease: "It's her fault."

It was Yuelai who wanted to bully Xi Yun and was bullied instead.

"Then they won't blame me even if my parents know about it."

Yue Chun squeezed her palms, Xi Yun babbled on his side, and the man said for a while, "No matter what you do, they never really blamed you? It's just that you're afraid that what you do will annoy the other party. You suffer, they are only worried about you."

Xi Yun nodded his head and asked hesitantly: "Your biological mother just now...Big brother, do you care about her? Do you feel happy because of her appearance? Do you want to recognize her as a mother?"

Yue Chun shook his head slightly and said frankly: "I expected her before, probably before I met your mother when I was young, and this was 18 years ago."

Xi Yun repeated: "Eighteen years."

She was just born at that time.

Time has passed by her.

This time is too long, too long.

Even the deepest feelings are so long that they will wear off.

Just as Xi Yun thought so, Yue Chun said in a cool voice: "I forgot the specific affection. Now I can't have any feelings for a woman who hasn't seen each other in 18 years."

Xi Yun was relieved after hearing this.

Because now in her heart, Yue Chun is a member of her own family, her eldest brother, and she doesn't want others to share him.

Xi Yun was happy in her heart. She let go of Yue Chun's palm and suddenly jumped onto his back, her hands tightly hugged his neck, and the lingering tone said: "Be back to me, let's go back to the room and do what we did last night, big brother, today It's not the first time, and I won't feel the pain anymore. I will feel the happiness you give clearly later."

Yue Chun: "..."

The man's eyes suddenly became deep, and he swallowed his throat unconsciously. The hard and prominent Adam's apple rolled up and down a little itchy.

Ha, this girl really knows how to make him move.

Yue Chun raised her hand and passed under her knees to fix her. She lay down on his back and asked: "Am I the first woman you carried? I should be, you haven't been in love again! But good. It’s amazing. My eldest brother is still a pure boy at the age of 30. It was the first time last night. I feel like you are good at it."

Yue Chun: "..."

Yue Chun didn't tell her what a man's instinct was.

The journey back to the backyard was not far. Yue Chun felt a little anxious, but he wouldn’t behave, but his pace accelerated a lot. When he returned to the room, he closed the door and put the woman on his back on the bed. Xi Yun He fell on the bed and waited for him.

"Brother, you have to be gentle, otherwise I won't let you be like this next time! Why are your eyes so cold? Have I been overbearing?"

"Xi Yun, I remember you kept asking me last night."

Xi Yun: "..."

...

Yan Qing put the phone aside after watching the video. He held his head with his palms and tilted his head thinking about the girl he met these two times. It was interesting. Let the assistant check her carefully.

Check her life these years.

And he was not interested in the power behind her.

Yan Qing is only interested in her.

After all, power and wealth are things outside of the body, and the property under his name will cost him a hundred lifetimes.

So what's the use of accumulating so much wealth?

Why not care about this funny girl.

Eighteen years old, should be single.

He is twenty-seven years old, nine years older than her,

It's okay to be nine years old, not too much.

Yan Qing thought about these things and felt happy, but within a few minutes the phone rang. He picked up the phone and saw that Yuelai was calling, and he put the phone back to its original place without any turmoil.

He is really not interested in the trivial things about Yuejia.

About five minutes later, his father knocked on his door, Yan Qing said nothing, he went straight into the room.

Although he is a father, he is afraid of his son.

He said nervously: "Your cousin just contacted me. She told you to go back to Yuejia, and she said she will give you Yuejia."

Yan Qing asked him suddenly, "What is my last name?"

Yan Kuanzhou stunned: "Yan."

Yan Qing looked at him slightly, "You know my surname is Yan, so why do I want Yuejia? Do you want my surname Yue?"

Yan Kuanzhou heard the subtext of his son.

He hurriedly explained: "At the beginning, your cousin had to let me adopt you to her. I insisted on keeping your surname because I wanted you to follow our Yan family ancestor's surname. I naturally hope your surname is Yan."

"In that case, don't be her microphone."

"But don't do it for nothing at the Yuejia side."

Wen Yan Yan Qing's face was completely cold.

He whispered, "Leave."

Yan Kuanzhou was not angry because his son drove him away coldly. He turned to leave and saw the woman at the door sighed: "A Qing is like this, because his mother and I have not forgiven him for so many years. I."

The woman soothed him, "It doesn't matter, you are his father after all, where can the father and son really keep their grudges against each other?"

Yan Kuanzhou couldn't help sighing again, "You are now A Qing's mother, although we are a stepmother, we are just such a child."