Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 358 Dowry
"Don't look at me like that, you are old, I should support you."

Lan Jin: "..." She is only 30 years old, so is she really alright?

She slumped and leaned on the seat, "Then I can be an old woman at ease."

"YES, oldwoman." Lan Miao saluted decently, making Lan Jin quite dumbfounded.

Tong Junhao didn't fly to Rome, but asked someone to go for him to find out who lived in the villa. He returned to the summer garden, and immediately set out to ask someone to investigate Lan Jin and Lan Miao's mother and daughter.

That woman must be Nan Jin, but it was the girl Lan Miao who gave Tong Junhao a headache. She was about the same age as Tong Zhe, and Nan Jin was pregnant when she left. Tong Zhe was born by her. How did Miao get here?

Looking at the similarity between her and Nan Jin, it would be strange to say that she is not Nan Jin's child.

Lan Jin and Lan Miao met Tong Junhao on the first day they checked into the Huateng International Hotel. I don't know if it was a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement. Tong Zhe quietly sat next to Tong Junhao and had breakfast. What the hell is going all the way here instead of eating the nutritious breakfast.

As soon as Lan Jin and Lan Miao walked into the restaurant of the hotel, they saw Tong Junhao and his son, almost instinctively reflected, Lan Jin's arm trembled slightly, and Lan Miao looked up at her, "Sugar?"

"It's okay." Lan Jin shook her head, she hadn't seen him for eight years, she didn't expect his son to be so old, and then a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, in fact, she should have thought of it a long time ago, didn't she?
"Sugar, why don't we eat somewhere else?" Apparently, Lan Miao also saw them, and even Tong Junhao raised his head and smiled at her.

"It's okay, sit down." Lan Jin shook her head, and the two chose a quiet place by the window to sit down.

The atmosphere of the restaurant is very good, with light music flowing, which makes people very comfortable. Lan Jin likes this environment very much. In fact, she has been living in such an elegant environment since she left eight years ago except for a certain period of time.

One is that she likes this kind of life very much, and the other is because of her illness.

When she left, the situation was really bad, and she was bedridden for a while to recuperate. Fortunately, she was rich. Although the money from selling CDs was not much, it was no problem to maintain her own use. In addition to recovering from illness, she wrote lyrics and composed music by herself. This one sold for a lot of money, and I was always worried that Tong Junhao would find it, so I didn't continue singing.

Until she gave birth, she hired someone to take care of herself, but she didn't expect that something would happen after all.

Thinking of the past that she never wanted to mention, she frowned and urged Lan Miao to order food quickly.

When he was in a daze, Tong Junhao walked over with Tong Zhe, "What a coincidence."

Lan Jin froze for a moment, then nodded and smiled, "What a coincidence."

Tong Zhe looked at her without blinking, pursed his lips slightly, and the eyes of the boy who was usually calm were a little red at the moment.

"This is my son Tong Zhe." Tong Junhao introduced.

Blue Hibiscus is not feeling well, I also know that you are father and son based on your faces, so I don't need to introduce any more.

Even so, Lan Jin nodded and said with a smile, "Hello, Tong Zhe."

Tong Zhe nodded, turned around and rummaged through the bag, took out a box and put it in front of Lan Miao, "For you."

Lan Jin was stunned, and Tong Junhao was also stunned. Tong Zhe took Tong Junhao's hand, "Father, I'm going to be late."

"Oh, okay, I'll take you to school." Tong Junhao hurriedly said goodbye to Lan Jin, only to find that there was still a long time before going to school when he went downstairs.

He frowned, "Tong Zhe, what did you give to Miss Lan?"

"Gift."

"what gift?"

"Meet and greet."

"..." Tong Junhao almost vomited blood, only then did he realize that his son's ability to choke to death was not much worse than that of Nan Jin back then.

"I mean why are you giving it to her? Why not the little girl next to you?"

"She's my mother, isn't she?"

Tong Junhao didn't know how to answer for a while, sitting in the car motionless in a daze, Tong Zhe seemed to have expected such a reaction from him, pulled out the necklace around his neck, "She is exactly like my mother, even her temperament is the same of."

"Do you know what your mother's temperament is?" Tong Junhao suddenly wanted to laugh, Tong Zhe had never seen Nan Jin before, and the little furry child could understand temperament.

"Even if I haven't met, I can understand that my mother is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. She is a very independent little woman."

"Yes, she is your mother." Seeing that he couldn't resist, Tong Junhao could only say, "But there are many problems between her and me. Back then, I didn't..."

"It's enough for me to know this." The unexpected Tong Zhe interrupted him, "I don't care what entanglements you have, I just know that she is my mother, and it's enough for me to protect her in the future."

Tong Junhao gave him a complicated look, as if he had raised a white-eyed wolf for eight years.

"Don't look at me like that, even if I'm a white-eyed wolf, you raised me yourself." Tong Zhe snorted, leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

"..."

The blue hibiscus mother and daughter sat in the dining room and stared at the box in front of Lan Miao. Lan Miao was a little bit tangled up, holding her chin, unlike her usual, "Sugar, you say, Could it be that the boy has taken a fancy to me, and this is an early betrothal gift?"

"..." Lan Jin only felt that ten thousand muddy horses were galloping past her head, blinked her eyes, and said, "Shouldn't his father be the one to do the betrothal gift?"

"Oh, that's right," Lan Miao nodded, and clicked the box again, "Then why did he give me this?"

For some reason, Lan Jin felt her heart beating a little faster, and changed to a more comfortable sitting position. Lan Jin thought about it for a while and said, "I don't know."

Lan Miao shook her hand holding her chin, almost falling off the table.

Without rushing to open the box, Lan Jin and Lan Miao took her to the cemetery after breakfast. Anyway, the Nan family raised her for so many years and she couldn't be ungrateful.

"Sugar, isn't that Mr. Tong?" Lan Miao pointed to the tall figure standing in front of the grave when the two were getting closer and closer to the cemetery.

Lan Jin squinted her eyes, pulled Lan Miao subconsciously and turned around, and wanted to leave, but Tong Junhao's voice sounded from behind, "Nan Jin, I know it's you, only you will come back to Qingcheng the next day Come and worship them."

Lan Jin didn't speak, and she didn't know how to answer these words. She had already given up on the past, and she didn't want to go back to the past. Yesterday, she wanted to admit it and let it go. He might have married Bai Chuchu after so many years, but she didn't expect him to still so persistent.

(End of this chapter)