Wen Shan knocked for a few seconds and the door opposite was opened.

But when Ding Junhui saw Nalan Chunbo, who could not be ignored behind Wen Shan, his eyes seemed to hide for a moment, and then he said, "Come in and sit down."

After Wen Shan thanked him, she walked in with Nalan Chunbo. Ding Junhui was watching TV at this moment, but when they went over, they turned off the TV at the end.

"You guys sit down." Ding Junhui said, going to the kitchen to pour water out for them. "There is no tea at home, only boiled water."

"No need to worry about it." Wen Shan said hurriedly, "Teacher Ding, we are mainly here today to ask you something."

Ding Junhui put the water in front of the two and sat down on the single sofa on one side of them, "What?"

Wen Shan looked back at Nalan Chunbo, who nodded slightly, as if giving her courage.

Wen Shan took a deep breath and looked back at Ding Junhui, "Teacher Ding, I just want to ask, have you ever seen Mr. Ding's son's mother?"

Ding Junhui paused for a moment, as if shocking why Wen Shan asked this question, but in the end he shook his head, "I don't know."

"Have you never seen it before?" Wen Shan asked this question a little anxiously, and it became more and more suspicious.

"I only heard from my elder brother that Yuejia's mother passed away when he was one year old, and then my brother brought Yuejia back." Ding Junhui asked after he finished speaking: "Why did you suddenly ask this question?"

"Then do you have any photos of Ding Yuejia when he was a child?" Wen Shan asked again.

Ding Junhui thought about it, asked her to wait for a while, and then went to get her cell phone. There were many photos of Ding Yuejia when she was a child, and the white little doll.

Wen Shan hurriedly reached out and took it over. When she saw it for the first time, she felt a slap in her heart. Finally, she looked up at Ding Junhui. This child was really exactly the same as her younger photos.

Seeing Wen Shan crying, Nalan Chunbo reached out and touched her head, then looked at Ding Junhui: "Teacher Ding, take the initiative to ask, look, Brother Ling should know who the child's mother is?"

Ding Junhui became more and more curious, but he still told the truth, "I must know, because every time I mention Yue Jia's mother, my brother has a bad temper."

"Should it?" Nalan Chunbo grabbed the two words in his words.

"Well, we are not very clear about this. Sometimes I really feel that my brother is confused. He often says that the woman loves money very much, but she often feels that he is confused."

"Love money?" Wen Shan listened to this sentence and patted her chest hard. Fortunately, she didn't love money.

Seeing Wen Shan's reaction, Nalan Chunbo suddenly laughed. She really didn't love money. When she spent money on him, she didn't feel sorry for her at all.

So from this point we can see that the child’s mother really has nothing to do with Wen Shan.

But how do you explain that child looks so similar to Wen Shan?

"That's what my elder brother said, but I also asked my brother about Yuejia's mother. He said he didn't remember it. He only remembered that the woman loved money very much. Perhaps it was because of this that they had a car accident. The woman died. My brother and Yuejia escaped, but my brother didn't remember who she was." Ding Junhui said it very clearly this time.

I understand that Wen Shan and Nalan Chunbo are even more confused. What's going on with the photos?
Chapter completed!