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It really is her

  The night of the grand wedding

  Wen Mingzhu, the only daughter of Tang Shu's uncle. Tang Shu's uncle Wen and his family of three moved to Beijing more than a decade ago and made a fortune by speculating in real estate. When it comes to treating relatives from the Wen family, since only Wen Haosheng's family is not part of the poverty-stricken class, they are given special attention, while other members of the Wen family are avoided.

  Manman still remembers that in the past, their family's grocery store was not doing well financially. At that time, Wen Haosheng's family wasn't as wealthy yet. Her father borrowed money from Wen Shitong, but Wen Shitong just brushed him off over the phone. Later on, whenever they called Wen Shitong, he wouldn't pick up.

  From then on, Manman understood a truth: when you're poor, everyone treats you like a virus, not even relatives can be relied upon.

  What is Wen Shiduo doing?

  She is like her father Wen Shixuan, borrowing money and relying on self-reliance, not greedy for what she can't get.

  Wen Haosheng wanted to show off, but Manman just let it go in one ear and out the other: "Really? Mingzhu's family has a good environment, you live there, I'm sure Second Uncle and Second Aunt will also be at ease."

  Wen Haosheng was just like her sisters, not believing in it at all, and didn't have a bit of greed for fame or wealth. She suddenly had an idea and said: "Sister Manman, when do you have time? Let's go out and play together. Or tell me where you are and I'll come find you. Now that we're in Beijing, it's just us few sisters, if we don't keep in touch, we'll become strangers."

  No need to think about it, this girl must have just arrived in Beijing, unfamiliar with anywhere, having nothing to do, wanting to find Manman for fun.

  Manman didn't want to look at her and said: "I'm still unsettled now, I'll tell you when I've settled down."

  She hung up the phone like this. But Manman was clear that with Wen Haosheng's skills, it wasn't impossible to find out where she was.

  Jiang Yan returned to school, thinking about how to find a specialist for Manman's stomach problem. The Jiang family had connections in the hospital, his second sister Jiang Mei was the head of the finance department at the hospital affiliated with their unit. However, if he asked his second sister for help, this matter would definitely be exposed.

  Mo Wenyang helped him come up with an idea: "Otherwise, you can ask Old Man Yao to write a letter of introduction for you. Although Junye has many connections, but his temper is not good, we won't bother asking him. Old Man Yao's temper is still pretty good."

  Both uncles are in the military's medical system, and finding either one is easy with an introduction letter, and seeing a professor at the hospital is also effortless.

  For Mengmeng, Jiang Yan is willing to do anything.

  The next day, when Master Jun was not around, Jiang Yan deliberately walked behind Yao Ziye in the cafeteria queue at noon.

  Yao Ziye saw him being sneaky, roughly guessing what he wanted to do, his narrow and long eyebrows raised, his eyes narrowed: "Jiang Zhongxiao, say it if you have something to say."

  "I have a friend who is ill and wants to find a specialist in treating gastrointestinal diseases." Since they started like that, Jiang Yan didn't stand on ceremony.

  "Stomach trouble? Have you seen a doctor? Is it your stomach or intestines?"

  The professional asked back, Jiang Yansan didn't know.

  Yao Ziye didn't want to make things difficult for him, saying: "Gastrointestinal experts each have their own strengths. If you want to find a professional expert who is good at treating your condition, understand it clearly and then tell me. It's best if you can bring the patient's previous medical records to take a look, that way it will be clearer."

  Jiang Yan had no choice but to let Mo Wenyang call Chunxia on his behalf to ask for Manman's medical records.

  Early summer thought it was an opportunity, sent medical records to the troop school, can take advantage of manufacturing two people meet, hard to pull up with a vine together.

  After lunch at school, Lu Jun formally asked for leave from the school and had to go home for two days. Yao Ziye sent him to the school gate.

  Two people walked and talked.

  Lu Jun asked: "Don't you really want to go with me and take a look?" In his heart, he thought that when he saw Nang Nang, having someone by his side could help him observe and offer opinions for reference.

  Lowering his head, Yao Ziye seemed to be staring at his own shadow: "I'm not going. Anyway, whether or not, it's ultimately necessary to do a paternity test to confirm."

  Originally, what he said was not wrong, but Lu Jun always felt that something was off. He thought it was all because of the woman who got on the bus for 500 yuan and was about to say something.

  In front of them, a taxi parked at the school gate opened its door and two women got out.

  Seeing these two shadows that had turned into dust, Lu Jun suddenly stopped in his tracks.

  The first one to drill out of the car door was Chusha, who raised his head and saw the soldier in front of him, also stunned, with two eyes wide open almost staring out.

  Running into an enemy in a narrow street!

  "Early summer?" Manman saw her good friend standing still, adjusted her glasses and looked over, first seeing Old Master Yao stunned, then saw the freezing Lord Jun.

  "How did you end up here?" Lu Jun's cold voice broke the scorching silence.

  In the early summer of returning to God, I heard this sentence and got angry: "Why can't we be here?"

  It's clear that there was a misunderstanding between the two. Yao Ziye walked out and his gaze naturally fell on Manman's small face with glasses, seeing that the pale complexion from last time had disappeared, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with a smile: "Are you feeling better?"

  This officer is much better than that cold one beside him. At the beginning of summer, he hummed a sentence: "She has recovered and has been wanting to find an opportunity to thank you."

  Listening to his tone of gratitude, Lu Jun's face froze: "No need."

  Manman walked forward and stood in front of him, looking up at his face.

  The woman in front of him, wearing glasses, that night in the military vehicle, Lu Jun only remembered one impression - stubbornness. Later, Yao Ziye told him those words, and now he couldn't help but search on this face, wanting to find a hint related to Nang Nang.

  Delicate eyebrows, small nose, dense eyelashes like a brush, the expression is light as smoke, as if it were an immortal who has nothing to do with the world.

  My heart skipped a beat.

  Suddenly I find that what Yao Zi Ye said makes some sense: if one's own sister were to appear in front of oneself, she may not be as beautiful as a heavenly being, but she must have her own unique charm.

  The little girl in memory, from the moment she was born, wasn't the most beautiful or lovable girl, but her whole body was full of spirit, delicate and transparent, making it impossible to look away.

  "At that time, I wasn't trying to run away, but to go get money to pay for the medical expenses. You can give me your bank account and I'll transfer the money into it."

  "How old are you this year?"

  She was taken aback, her slender eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her head tilted back, her eyes gleaming with a sharp light like the tip of a knife, an intimidating aura pressing in on her.

  "How old are you?" The same words, with the same urgent and frightening tone, came out of Yao Ziye's mouth, who was following closely behind.

  Facing this sudden question, the inexplicable question, and those two pairs of eyes that were hard to fathom, her lips curled up slightly.

  Early summer is afraid they are having trouble with the vines, walking up to talk.

  She raised her hand to block the early summer sun, and thought that being an older leftover woman wasn't anything shameful. She slightly raised an eyebrow and lightly said: "Twenty-nine."

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