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Qin Yi nodded.

If she didn't take revenge on her mother, she would not take revenge on her mother.

"Mianmian, are you looking for your own father?"

Qin Yi hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "I just want to know why my mother raised me in the United States alone. If there was someone around, she might not have left so early..."

"In fact, when I first investigated your background, I also investigated your mother."

Qin Yi looked at him, "what did you find?"

"Not much. Your mother was pregnant when she came to the United States and was not accompanied by anyone. Your first guardian was only known by your mother when she came to the United States. They only know that your mother is from C province of China, and maybe they know something else, but they don't mention it to anyone. And your mother lived in the United States for six years, rarely went out, and hardly met anyone except her neighbors until she died

A woman from C province of China, pregnant and coming to the United States alone to give birth, almost stay at home, information is too little.

It can be seen that Qin Yi's mother deliberately conceals her origin and does not want to reveal the information of the past.

Qin Yi was silent and said in a low voice, "maybe my mother didn't want me to know her past, so she didn't tell me anything or leave me anything to mourn."

"In fact, she left you something."

Qin Yi suddenly looked up at him, "what is it?"

Zhou Muze got up and held the paper box containing the letters. "There are 97 letters here."

Qin Yi was stunned.

Mother gave her letters from six to one hundred years old, a total of 95 letters, how could there be 96

Zhou Muze has opened the carton, took out an envelope and handed it to her.

There is no writing on this envelope.

Qin Yi took the envelope, then touched a small ring, opened the envelope, a ring rolled to her palm.

This ring is very simple, without any decoration or pattern. It is thinner than the ordinary ring. The color is very beautiful champagne gold, like gold, like pottery. We can't see what material it is.

Qin Yi took the ring and looked at it carefully, and soon found the universe inside.

There are delicate patterns on the side of the ring, and it seems that there are words, but the words are too small for her to see what is carved on it.

Rubbing her eyes, she gave the ring to Zhou Muze, "please help me to see what is engraved on it. I just saw that there are words."

Zhou Muze picked up the ring and looked at it for a while, "it's your mother's name."

Mother's name?

So it's a mother's personal ring, not a couple's ring, because the couple's ring is usually engraved with each other's name or each other's name.

Qin Yi took back the ring, looked over and over for a while, and put it on the middle finger of his left hand.

It's not big or small. It's just right.

She raised her hand and put it in front of her eyes. The golden ring of champagne reflected a little light under the light, which was particularly beautiful. Her fingers were white and thin, and her knuckles were even and distinct. They complement each other, like a perfect artwork.

"This ring looks very ordinary. I only know how beautiful it looks when I put it on. My mother's hand is very good, long and straight, like a pianist's hand. It must be very nice to wear this ring, but I have never seen her wear it before."

Qin Yi finds that she knows too little about her mother. Her mother may really play the piano. Her temperament is simple and elegant. It seems that she has been cultivated for a long time. It is not as elegant as Mingqi pretends to be.

Elegant, calm, gentle and strong.

If not strong, how to give birth to a daughter alone to raise it?

She still remembers that her mother's foreign language is very good, but she has no impression of which language. She only remembers that her mother has done translation for others, and her language talent may be inherited from her mother.

And mother's cooking is very good, she can cook a lot of dishes, simple egg soup can also be made very fragrant, that is the food mother often makes for her. After eating all kinds of egg soup, are far from better than the mother made delicious.

It may also be the role of her memory beautification, no one can replace the taste of mother.

Mother can also sing beautiful nursery rhymes, her voice line is relatively cold, but can sing endless tenderness

In addition, she had a vague impression of her mother. At that time, she was too young to remember many things.

Zhou Muze has never seen the image of Qin Yi's mother. Only through a few materials can we see that Qin Yi's mother should be a very excellent woman. Many of Qin Yi's characteristics may be inherited from her. He can even imagine that if Qin Yi had children when she was separated, she would have been born alone and trained to be an excellent person.

"Do you look like your mother?" Zhou Muze asked.

Qin Yi shook his head, "listen to grandma Qi said I only have eyes like my mother."

She's a little depressed, and she's probably more like a father she's never met.That man, I don't know it's good or bad.

If it is a good one, one day to see him, she may consider recognizing him, if it is a bad one, it must not be depressed.

Zhou Muze saw her depression and said, "appearance is given by your parents. No matter what kind of person your father is, at least you can thank him for giving you such a good appearance."

"The appearance can also be given by the plastic surgeon." She muttered.

"Plastic surgery needs regular maintenance. Once the shelf life is over, it will deform. When you maintain it more, the whole face will look like plaster. If you touch it casually, it will be a pit. The mouth is crooked and the nose is slanted, and the expression can't be made." Zhou Muze said lightly.

Qin Yi shivered Are you sure you're not telling a horror story? " In my mind, I can't help but think about the failure of plastic surgery on the Internet. My face has become like the Internet red of aliens. I really like this man

"Just to tell you that plastic surgery is risky."

"What are you telling me? I eat by strength, not by appearance. " Qin Yi is very suspicious, this man should not be afraid of her to plastic surgery, deliberately frighten her?

"Well, good."

"It was good."

Qin Yi knows that he is specially chatting with himself. The accumulated emotion in his heart slowly dissipates and the whole person relaxes.

While taking a bath and sleeping, she suddenly thought, "where do you sleep at night?"

This is a room reserved by the Ministry of foreign affairs, which is not convenient for Zhou Muze to stay in because other people may come to the room to find her, which may expose her privacy. It's hard to say that it's very bad to let her boyfriend live in a room reserved at public expense during his business trip. Moreover, if Zhou Muze wants to work, it's very inconvenient here.

Zhou Muze naturally understood these rules and said, "upstairs."

"The presidential suite upstairs?"

"Well."