The next morning, after breakfast, Joan went to the piano house.

This morning, a customer made an appointment to see the piano. He had to go to Ling's auction house for appraisal at noon and go out to tune in the afternoon.

Another busy day.

When he opened the door to welcome guests, what Joan waited for was not an appointment customer, but a completely unexpected person.

Qiao Minghui and Zhou Yun took a woman into the door of the piano house.

A woman is about forty years old. She has a good figure, a beautiful face and a lingering charm with a smile.

Seeing Joan coming out, Zhou Yun handed her a look. The woman nodded. The expression on her face changed into sadness for a second. She took a few steps to hold Joan: "Ann, my daughter, it's hard for my mother to find you!"

Joanne was stunned for a moment, surrounded by strange breath, which made her whole person uncomfortable, especially the woman called her daughter!

"Excuse me, madam, do you recognize the wrong person?"

The woman cried back: "Ann, mom didn't recognize the wrong person. It's hard for mom to find you."

These two sentences come and go. Joan frowned and wanted to call the police.

Just now she seemed to hear more than a series of footsteps, so she slightly turned her head aside and said, "who else is there?"

Zhou Yun finally couldn't hold her breath and opened her mouth: "Joan, it's me."

Hearing Zhou Yun's voice, Joan was surprised: "Mom?"

"Yes." Zhou Yun looked at Qiao Minghui next to him and said, "your father is here too. Today is to talk about your life experience."

Joe Ann was really stunned: "my life experience?"

"Yes." Zhou Yun looked around and felt that the house was very poor. She twisted her eyebrows slightly and looked disgusted: "can you sit down and say?"

Joanne responded, "sit down."

No matter what the situation is, listen to what they say before making plans.

The three of them sat down on the sofa. Joan still walked back to the bar opposite the sofa. This is her most secure position. She can attack and retreat.

Zhou Yun looked at Qiao Minghui: "husband, you'd better talk about it."

Qiao Minghui couldn't open the mouth. He just looked at the woman: "tell me."

The woman was looking at the house leisurely. Different from Zhou Yun's feeling, she felt that the house was good.

Seeing that she shouldn't, Zhou Yun touched her with his elbow. "Since you're here to recognize your daughter, it's better for you to tell me what's going on."

The woman nodded and said, "OK."

The mood between her eyebrows and eyes quickly changed to grievance and sadness: "Ann, it's my fault. When I was young, I was greedy and vain. I designed to climb up your father Qiao Minghui's bed, which made me have you. But I was too young and was only 18 when I gave birth to you, so I was confused and gave you to the welfare home..."

The woman sucked her nose and could hear the mood fluctuation: "your father didn't know it at that time. When he knew it, he took you home from the orphanage and raised you for the first time..."

Joan understood what she meant.

So she was the child born by this woman and Qiao Minghui in a moment of confusion. When she was young and ignorant, she threw the child to the welfare home, but her father insisted on taking her home from the orphanage.

So Qiao Minghui is her biological father.

This woman is her biological mother.

Probably because the person was brought by Zhou Yun and Qiao Minghui, she has doubts in her heart. Especially now she can't see the appearance of a woman. How can she know the similarity between them?

Although she really wants to find her family, she can't just come and say it's her mother, so she has to recognize it.

After thinking for a moment, Joanne turned to look in her direction: "so, can I ask your name?"

"Of course." The woman looked at Zhou Yun and saw that Zhou Yun nodded before she said, "my surname is Wang and my name is Wang Meini."

Joanne wrote down the name: "you said you were my mother, do you have any evidence?"