Thinking that Jian Anning’s dad and his mom might be from the sa town, this feeling is truly amazing!
"No," Jian Anning shook her head, "My dad is from Shangcheng. However, he returns to Huaxia Country once a year and takes to tour the famous mountains and rivers of Huaxia."
She was too young at that ti to even have any impression of Yu Zexiao, not to ntion that she followed Qiu Yixian to her hotown, which she had completely no mory of.
Yu Zexiao chuckled: "That’s strange. Tan City isn’t a particularly famous tourist spot. Aside from Zhaoshan Qingtan, there’s nothing well-known. Did you see sowhere else that reminded you of here, so you said you’ve been here? Hmm?"
As he spoke, he smiled and leaned over, planting a kiss on her cheek: "Or could it be that you saw when you were little, and being with now is just fulfilling a childhood dream? Are we a fateful couple brought together by destiny?"
Honestly, there might be about eighty percent truth to his playful words.
Back then, Qiu Yixian and Ma Xinyu were really planning to get married, and they treated the adorable Ma Yiyi as if she were their own. Shen Lanxiao joked with an old friend, saying there’s no need for a betrothal anymore—there’s already a ready match! If the two kids grew up, they’d make them husband and wife.
It was just a joke at the ti; who’d have thought it would turn into reality?
"What are you saying?" Jian Anning shyly resisted his kiss, and as they playfully moved back and forth in the narrow hallway, Shen Lanxiao knocked on the door from outside and said, "Xingxing, Anning, co down for sweet soup."
"Oh, mom, got it." Yu Zexiao chuckled, closed the photo album, and the two of them held hands as they went downstairs without saying much more.
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At the staircase, they ran into Shen Lanxiao who had just called them. Jian Anning was a bit shy and bowed her head, greeting, "Aunt Shen."
Shen Lanxiao just smiled: "What were you gurgling about in your room just now? I heard it all at the door."
"Looking at photos," Yu Zexiao smiled, "My childhood photos. Anning even said that the pictures of in my mom’s hotown looked familiar; she probably went there."
"Really?" Shen Lanxiao looked pleasantly surprised. She turned to Jian Anning, wearing an even bigger smile.
Jian Anning blushed and said, "It seems like I’ve been there, but I can’t quite rember."
Shen Lanxiao didn’t mind. Jian Anning had said she grew up in Canada; how many tis could she have returned to the country? She figured Anning was just saying it to make her son happy.
As long as her son was happy, she naturally didn’t mind. To her, this kind of harmless fibbing was just like two people exchanging playful banter.
"Well then, when we go back in the future, we’ll take you to see it too," Shen Lanxiao said offhandedly, then led the two youngsters downstairs. The housekeeper brought out osmanthus glutinous rice balls. Several parents invited the kids to have a bowl.
As soon as Xia Ziyu heard that Jian Anning went to see Yu Zexiao’s photo album, she was delighted: "Want to see photos of Xingxing as a child?"
Xia Ziyu’s personality was quite like Jian Anning’s grandmother, both exuding an air of urgency and appearing to be very capable won.
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