Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

I can't find out who Anze's father is. Chu lui took the file from Xia ruoxin's hands and put it away. I was prepared to make Zheng Anze my successor. Naturally, I would look into his past. However, I still couldn't find out who Anze's father was. In the end, I could only find out that Zheng Yule was an orphan, and Zheng Anze's father was unknown. &Quot;

"I know who his father is." Xia ruoxin lowered her eyes. Sometimes, she wondered if this was fate. An ze was actually a child of the Lu family, and he had to call her Auntie.

Chu lui had a bad feeling. ruoxin, don't tell me that an ze's biological father is Lu jinrong? " Actually, he had just said it casually, but when Xia ruoxin nodded at him, he had never hated his mouth so much.

The most successful heir that he had spent so much effort to cultivate was actually Lu jinrong's child. No, he did not agree. Yes, he would not agree. He was the one who found an ze, and his name was in his household register. That meant that he was the Chu family's child. He was the heir that he had cultivated and not the Lu family's. He would not let Lu jinrong, this bastard, take advantage of him for nothing.

Zheng Anze came back from school. He was carrying his new laptop on his back. He had to admit that the laptop that his Auntie gave him was really useful. It had received the envy and jealousy of many people. Of course, there was also Lin Qing's laptop. However, Lin Qing was a few grades lower than him and they were not on the same campus, so they did not meet often. However, when they did meet, he would still be jealous and cold.

Zheng Anze didn't want to take this to heart. His time was very precious, and he didn't want to argue with Lin Qing over these meaningless things. If he had time, he could go to his uncle's company and work for an extra day or become a home tutor for primary school students to earn his own living expenses.

His uncle didn't give him much pocket money. Other than the basic living expenses, it was all earned by himself. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this. He liked to live a practical life.

Uncle said that the more you do now, the more difficult it will be for you to start, and how high your achievements will be in the future. He will always remember this in his heart and dare not forget it.

He rang the doorbell, and after a while, the housekeeper came to open the door. However, as soon as he went over, he realized that something was not right. There were guests at home today.

Furthermore, why were they all staring at him as if they had seen a ghost? he touched his face. Could it be that his face was not clean today? he stood at the same spot and did not move. Finally, he raised his head and looked at Lu jinrong. At this moment, Lu jinrong's expression was very complicated. There were too many emotions in his eyes, and Zheng Anze could not understand what was going on.

mommy, MeowMeow is hungry, " rainy said as she opened the door and walked out. Behind her was a fat cat. It was a pure white Garfield, and it was so fat that it couldn't walk.

Xia ruoxin walked over and carried the fat cat. Then, she held her daughter's hand.

"Be good and take meowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeow."

Rainy looked at this and then at that. Finally, she reached out her small hands and carried the fat cat with all her might. However, just as she carried it, the cat fell to the ground. The cat was too heavy, and she could not carry it. The nanny could only carry the cat with one hand and then brought her into the room. The atmosphere outside was very strange, and it felt like it could explode at any moment.

This wasn't a war, but it felt even more intense than a war.

Anze, come here. Xia ruoxin waved at Zheng Anze, who had been standing still.

Zheng Anze walked over and stood in front of Xia ruoxin. He turned his head slightly and saw a middle-aged woman's eyes that did not seem to leave him. She suddenly became emotional and could not hold back her tears.

And she gave Zheng an a sense of familiarity.

It seemed, it seemed, yes, it seemed. It was as if he was looking at a mirror.

He had always thought that he looked like his mother. In fact, he only looked slightly similar to Zheng Yule. However, today, he realized that there was another Auntie who looked so similar to him in this world.

child. Jian qingying wanted to hold back her tears, but she could not. When Xia ruoxin told them that they might have a grandson, she cried until she was blind and did not sleep for the entire night. Until the child came in, her heart had not been at ease. Now, she had seen him. Yes, she had seen him. There was no mistaking it. It was her grandson, and this child looked like her.

Hello, Auntie, " Zheng Anze greeted her politely.

But Jian qingying was even sadder.

child, I'm your grandma. I'm your grandma. as she spoke, Jian qingying couldn't help but hug Zheng Anze tightly and cry. The child of the Lu family, her grandson, had already grown so big.

Zheng Anze's body stiffened. He didn't know what to do. There was a strange feeling in his heart. It was as if the blood in his body had found its companion and was resonating with it.

Xia ruoxin reached out her hand and placed something in front of Gu Zheng Anze. you'll know when you see this. &Quot;

Xia ruoxin was holding a necklace in her hand. There was a heart-shaped pendant at the bottom of the necklace. It was his. However, he placed his hand on his neck and pulled out an identical one.

No, this was not his. He had always been there and had never left his body.

He took the strip from Xia ruoxin's hands with trembling hands and opened it. It was the same photo of the same woman. The only difference was that the woman was there, and the man's face was undecorated. The photo had faded, but their facial features were still clear.

One of them was his mother, and the other ... His pupils suddenly shrank as he looked towards Lu jinrong.

The man in the photo was him, Lu jinrong.

He suddenly twitched his lips as if he understood.

"Mr. Lu, how can you be so sure that I'm your child? After all, a photo doesn't mean anything." Although he said that, he was certain that his mother had never told him who her father was. However, she would only stare at the necklace in a daze, cry, and be sad. Until the moment she passed away, her eyes were unfocused, and she had always been staring at his chest. He knew that his mother was not looking at him, but at the necklace and her past.