Jianlan mountain is the capital of Huadu.
Yuxuan swings carelessly, looking at the maple leaves in his hand.
The tattoo on her shoulder, Xiao Su's sincerity in autumn, and maple's red as drunk.
I don't understand why her parents gave her such a tattoo, but it is also because of this tattoo that she has some eyebrows in looking for her life experience.
Since she was adopted, Shi Qi tried her best to forge Yuxuan's birth certificate in the United States. The whole upper class society has never doubted Yuxuan's identity.
But just because his life experience was too real, Yuxuan was bound by Shi Qi.
It has nothing to do with the past.
Not only could she not use the rights of the Shi family to investigate, she could not even go back to the orphanage.
We can only let Sheng Yilun investigate privately.
But it has been fruitless for so many years.
Now she is Mrs. Li and can rely on the power of Li Beichen.
Some time ago, she used almost all her bodyguards to ask about her maple leaf tattoo in tattoo shops all over the country.
But after more than 20 years, no one remembers tattooing a little girl with maple leaves.
His life experience is like a stone sinking into the sea.
At sunset, the earthly gaudy gold shrouded the slender body of Yuxuan, with beautiful waves.
When Wu Ma was calling her to eat, Yuxuan answered a phone call from a bodyguard sent out before.
It means finding a tattoo shop in a secret alley in Shencheng.
Without hesitation, Yuxuan immediately asked the driver to send her there.
Bentley turns around in the busy city.
When the lights are on, the neon is gorgeous and bustling.
The alley is out of tune with the city that never sleeps.
It has been many years old. The houses on the side are low, the foundation is made of stones, and the walls in many places collapse and fall with spots of lime.
Bentley couldn't drive in. Yuxuan asked the driver to wait for her in the parking lot outside. He got out of the car and walked into the deep alley.
The tattoo shop is inconspicuously located in the innermost part.
Wearing enchanting cheongsam, the woman leaned on the high chair to trim her nails.
Seeing the man's face clearly, Yuxuan Xiumei jumped!
Chen Lin.
A woman with a wide sky.
"Oh, Miss Shi, no, it's Mrs. Li. How can you come to such a small place?" Chen Lin smiled, wiped her fingers and looked at the woman in front of her with enchanting eyes.
It's not uncommon for Chen Lin to come to such a place, but Li Beichen's woman is so bright, but condescending.
"I'm looking for the shop owner."
Chen Lin was stunned, and immediately the corner of her mouth was hooked, "I am."
Yuxuan was slightly surprised, but he didn't ask anything.
Slender fingers began to unbutton from the collar.
He pulled his clothes to the clavicle and exposed the maple leaves on his shoulder. "Did your father stab such a tattoo more than 20 years ago?"
Chen Lin paused. Then she lifted her hair and stroked it behind her ears. "I don't have parents. I only opened this store six years ago. I'm sorry, no one has ever asked me to tattoo like this."
Yuxuan's eyes sank.
But it hasn't been lost for a long time.
After all, I asked all the tattoo shops, big and small, and there was no result.
Pulling up his clothes, Yuxuan said faintly that he would leave after taking the liberty to disturb, but he was taken down by Chen Lin.
"Mrs. Li, since they are here, why don't you take care of my business?"
"If you rely on such a mysterious man, you will be short of money?"
Chen Lin enchanting and charming picked Xiumei, "there is no shortage of money, but no one to accompany. If Mrs. Li doesn't dislike it, will you chat with me?"