Wen Xinnuan finally remembered, "Yes, it's in the photo. Do you still remember Tagore's "Flying Birds" that you lent me in the third year of junior high?"

A thunderbolt suddenly flashed in Jing Jiaren's mind, and he felt that the sky was falling apart, and the day and night were changing.

Wen Xinnuan said: "When I opened it, a photo fell down. It was an old black and white photo colored with oil paint. I kept hearing that your mother looks very similar to you, but she was in the hospital I have never seen it before, it was the first time I saw your mother in a photo, she really looks like you, she is a great beauty."

Jing Jiaren gripped her hands tightly, her palms sweating.

Wen Xinnuan added: "The man next to her is a foreigner with red pupils, handsome and handsome, and his eyes are very fierce."

"..."

"I originally wanted to return the photos and poetry collection to you, but then I faced immigration... There were too many things at that time, and I didn't forget them on purpose."

Jing Jiaren asked mechanically, "How old do you think the man in the photo is?"

"If you put it this way, it shouldn't be a person. The man in the photo at that time was 27 or [-] years old." Wen Xinnuan said regretfully, "I'm sorry, beautiful lady, I must have remembered it wrong. But they are indeed very similar... ..."

Jing Jiaren closed her eyes, feeling as if she had fallen into a huge conspiracy.

She remembered that Dad Jing, who was always honest, went to the casino.That is no ordinary casino, it is a special hotel opened by Ximen Longting.

Ximen Longting also said at the time that the hotel was not accessible to ordinary people.

Remembering how similar Jing's mother is to Leng's mother, Jing's father repeatedly warned her not to marry a wealthy family, and now another photo appeared.

Jing Jiaren's mind was knotted, and she desperately wanted to figure out what was going on.

"Beauty, what's the matter with you, are you uncomfortable?"

"Is that photo still there?"

"After I immigrated, I brought all the important things with me. That book of poetry should also be there. Is it important?"

"Well, it's very important to me..." Because she wanted to see clearly whether the man in the photo had red pupils by coincidence, Wen Xinnuan misremembered it, or he really resembled Ximen Longting!

"It's at my home in Columbia. I'll call my dad and ask him to look for it. Is it okay to scan it?"

Jing Jiaren nodded: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"That was originally yours, and it should have been returned to you long ago. However, my father must not know that I have returned to China."

"..."

"Pretty girl, are you okay? Your face looks so bad."

Jing Jiaren pressed her forehead: "I'm fine."

"You're sweating...don't worry, it's been so long, maybe I remembered it wrong."

Jing Jiaren's spirit began to be in a trance, and she couldn't listen to what Wen Xinnuan said next.

She felt a chill in her heart, if the person in the photo was definitely Ximen Longting's father, how could there be such a coincidence in the world - she and Ximen Longting met.

She was inexplicably drugged and became a surrogate.

She always thought it was Ximen Longying who did it, but never suspected that it was Ximen Longting?

How could she be loved by Ximen Longting?Since he loves her, why can't he marry her?Why can he say with certainty that his father must not agree.

Unless, Ximen Longting's approach is for another purpose.Everything he did to her was a love revenge!

The grievances of the previous generation are retaliated against her?

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