The sun was warm, and the light of charming eyes poured down in a trance. Through the sparse gap of maple leaves, it fell all over the ground.

Beautiful, beautiful.

But she was alone.

Only the sound of the breeze blowing maple leaves can be heard.

And the fiery red everywhere.

When recalling, Yuxuan subconsciously stretched out his hand and brushed the tattoo on his shoulder.

Although covered by a T-shirt, she has known the location so clearly for more than 20 years.

"Shi Yuxuan."

"Ah?"

"Want to see your parents?"

A question, Yuxuan was stunned in place.

Want to see your parents?

Jin Yanchuan refers to Shi Qi?

But if he knew she was Shi Qi's daughter, how could he not know that Shi Qi's husband died more than ten years ago?

If what he asks is, do you want to see your mother? That's understandable.

But do you want to see your parents? Jin Yanchuan must be referring to someone else.

Why did he know she was not Shi Qi's biological daughter?

That year, Shi Qiming took great pains to forge Yuxuan's birth certificate in the United States.

The whole upper class society acquiesced that Yuxuan was her daughter born abroad. Because she was weak and ill, she was hospitalized in the United States until she was seven years old.

"Jin Yanchuan, who are you? Who is it? "

The man didn't speak.

He leaned back on his chair coldly and nobly, his eyes turned to the sunny window, and the sunny side of the high-rise building opposite him was dazzling.

Half a ring, he opened his thin lips and said indifferently, "have you put the wooden box I gave you to keep?"

He's changing the subject.

Yuxuan was slightly stunned and didn't give him a good look when he spoke.

"Mr. Jin should keep that old photo by himself."

She doesn't want to have any trouble with him.

If Jin Yanchuan hadn't confessed to her that "I like you a little", maybe she would continue to keep the old photo for him.

After all, it's just a simple thing. On the contrary, I can get Jin Yanchuan's help.

Why not.

But now, he said that.

Pierced that layer of window paper, Yuxuan couldn't act as if he didn't know anything.

Avoiding suspicion is the most important.

Apart from the old photo, the two people have nothing to do with each other.

So she must return the photos to him sometime.

So the two people have nothing to do with each other.

Jin Yanchuan picked a handsome eyebrow.

The deep bottom of the eyes surging means unknown emotions.

Reaching out, his long bony fingers loosened his tie.

Thin lips sipped coldly, and then a smile was aroused, with a trace of cold, "give it back to me? No regrets? "

At this time, Jin Yanchuan knew how much Yuxuan put his mind on Li Beichen.

Even the red maple tree in the photo didn't think of the tattoo on her arm.

That's the sugar maple of Canada, and it's also his sugar maple.

His, an ruofeng.

"Why should I regret it?" The rain Xuan Xiu eyebrow light Cu, the tone takes aggressive, "big deal, you don't help me."

If she doesn't keep the wooden box for him, he won't help her naturally.

Although the background of Jin Yanchuan's life is mysterious, anyway, all his forces are in Canada.

It's too far to help Li Beichen in Shencheng.

So she let it go.

If not, the big man can help.

And get rid of the relationship.

"Don't you want to know the story of this picture at all?"

"No."

Anyway, Jin Yanchuan briefly said that he returned home this time to find his fiancee.

And that woman is the little girl in the picture.

Yuxuan is gossip, but now she has no spare time to talk about other people's things.