Chapter 438
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Song Yifan pursed his lips and looked at Su Qianci.
Yes, she must be Rong Xuan's daughter.
If she was not her daughter, then how could there be two people in the world who looked exactly the same and were of the same age?
However, so what?
It had nothing to do with him at all …
Su Qianci was Su Qianci, and Song Yifan was Song Yifan. Although she called him dad, they both clearly knew that they were not related by blood.
Rong Xuan's child was not his child.
Song Yifan felt a bit sad, but at this moment, he comforted his mother and said, "Maybe. Mom, sit down."
Hearing her son's words, Song Yifan sat down with the help of his mother. Looking at Su Qianci, she handed the photo to her.
Su Qianci took the photo. It was a group photo of the four of them.
The old lady was sitting on the chair, and behind her stood a girl with a beautiful smile and a beautiful floral hat. On the left was the young Song Yifan, and on the right was the young Sheng Ximing. They were only about 20 years old.
It turned out that they used to be like this.
Su Qianci looked at the photo of Rong Xuan in the middle and subconsciously associated her with the cold and lonely woman she saw that night.
Were they really the same person?
"Back then, Xuan fainted in the back mountain, and it was Yifan who saved her." Granny Song's thoughts gradually drifted away. Her voice was old and long: "At that time, she was only eighteen years old. She was white and clean, clean and delicate."
Su Qianci was sitting on the chair. Hearing what Song Yifan said, she subconsciously held Li Sicheng's hand.
Li Sicheng gently put his hand on her shoulder and did not say anything.
"At that time, Dan City was not called Dan City. It was called Danxin Town. At that time, our family was poor, and Yifan's father did not agree to have a little girl come to eat with us. Later, Yifan begged him to let her stay. At that time, she told us that her name was Rong Xuan. She had a sweet voice and was very pretty. When she smiled, she had two dimples.
She said that she had no parents, only a brother, who had died. Their hometown was plagued by a plague, so she escaped.
The little girl was very diligent. She did housework for me every day. I wasn't in good health at that time. With Ah Xuan's care, my condition got better day by day. Gradually, the old man accepted her.
Later, she got together with Yifan. His father and I were so happy … "
Then she paused, looked at Su Qianci, and asked, "Xuan, why did you disappear at that time? Do you know that Yifan is going crazy looking for you? "
A pair of old eyes turned white, and tears welled up in them. They were filled with accusation and blame.
Su Qianci shrank back uncomfortably and said, "Grandma, I … I am Su Qianci."
"Mom, she is Qianci, not Xuan. Xuan is dead." Song Yifan looked at Su Qianci and explained, "Grandma is old, and her eyes are not very good. She has mild Alzheimer's disease."
That was … Alzheimer's disease.
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