Chapter 945

Luo Jiao wanted to call Han Qiyu and Qi Mingnian to ask about it, but the system seemed to see through her mind, detained her consciousness, didn't let her go out, and asked her to sign a contract.

After signing the contract, it turned into a streamer and flew into her mind. Luo Jiao's consciousness rushed out of the system space at once. Seeing the mobile phone in front of the makeup mirror, Luo Jiao subconsciously dialed Han Qiyu.

The phone rang for more than ten seconds before it was picked up, followed by Han Qiyu's cold voice: "what's the matter? Haven't you just seen it in the evening?"

"Talk, why don't you talk?" I heard a breath on the other side, and I couldn't hear anything else. Han Qiyu hung up the phone: "what's going on? I didn't say a word when I called."

Qi Mingnian took a towel and said, "I guess I accidentally pressed it? Wipe your hair quickly. Although there is an air conditioner, be careful of catching a cold."

"You're still sweet." after taking the towel in Qi Mingnian's hand, Han Qiyu wiped her wet hair. The hotel room looked warm for a moment.

Luo Jiao's mood in the apartment was not wonderful. As soon as she got out of the system space, she called Han Qiyu, but after the phone was connected, she couldn't say what she wanted to say at all. In a hurry, the sweat on her forehead came down.

There hung up the phone, Luo Jiao suddenly screamed: "system, did you do it?"

The voice of the system said coldly: "yes, the system is for the personal safety of the host."

"That's my mother. Will my mother kill me?" Luo Jiao blushed and walked around the living room of the apartment. Finally, she stamped her feet heavily.

Jiang Chan sighed silently. Although she could understand why Luo Jiao reacted like this intellectually, emotionally she really couldn't accept Luo Jiao's impatient character.

"Whether there is a kinship has been verified. Besides, the host actually has doubts? Just can't believe it." the voice of the system was cold, but Luo Jiao felt a little cruel.

Looking at Luo Jiao's silence, the system continued: "the host might as well verify it by himself instead of yelling here. The system never publishes false news."

Jiang Chan didn't believe all the words of the task consignor, but she could see at a glance who was related to whom with the blessing of the metaphysical books given by Qingyuan.

Although Han Qiyu's face has changed a lot, Jiang Chan can still see that she has no blood relationship with Luo Jiao.

Luo Jiao, she must be her father's daughter, so the only problem is that her mother is not her real mother, that is to say, the Han Qiyu in front of her is not really Han Qiyu.

"I don't believe it. I want to call Uncle Chen. Uncle Chen said that he and my father were there when my mother gave birth to me." Luo Jiao said that she wanted to touch her mobile phone. Jiang Chan was helpless. Why didn't she find Luo Jiao so stupid?

She's already reminded of this. Luo Jiao doesn't understand? Although meeting such a thing has a great impact on people, after the impact of that moment, people should quickly calm down and use their brains more.

Jiang Chan found that she has a very low tolerance for people who don't use their brains, but on the other hand, she can understand that she is a 16-year-old girl after all, not like the world she has experienced so much.

Unable to bear it, Jiang Chan gave a hint again: "the system never said that the host was not the daughter of Luo Linchang and Han Qiyu. The system just told the host that the host had no kinship with the Han Qiyu in front of him."

She has already said this. If Luo Jiao doesn't understand, Jiang Chan plans to... Double Luo Jiao's learning task in the future!

"The Han Qiyu in front, the one in front..." Luo Jiao murmured to herself, "do you mean there are two Han Qiyu? But it's so possible? My grandmother only gave birth to my mother's daughter!"

"But if this is not Han Qiyu, who is she? Where has my mother gone?" at this time, Luo Jiao's brain seems to be shining. Perhaps she has subconsciously accepted that the one she saw at night is not her own mother.

"This requires the host to explore the truth by himself. The host is 16 years old and should have his own judgment. When encountering an emergency, he should calm down quickly and find the answer by himself, rather than subconsciously seeking help from others."

Jiang Chan stops at the same time and tells Luo Jiao how to face emergencies. If everything needs to be told, what does Luo Jiao's brain keep for?

"I want to think about it, think about it, the impact tonight is too big, bigger than the impact I met you." Luo Jiao's footsteps floated to the bedroom, and her mouth was still muttering.

"You're right. I shouldn't ask her directly if she's really not my mother." Luo Jiao's face changed, suddenly squatted down next to the trash can and packed the Han Qiyu's hair in a small bag.

Jiang chanmo is silent. Although this fact is cruel, she still wants to tell Luo Jiao. Because she can accompany Luo Jiao only for a short period of time, and she needs to go down by herself later.

If she doesn't find out the truth herself, it's difficult to guarantee what will happen to her later, which is also inconsistent with the original intention of the client.

After tossing and turning all night, Luo Jiao basically didn't sleep. She was always thinking about it in her mind. If the system doesn't say that she has no kinship with Han Qiyu, she won't think about it at this level.

But when the system was mentioned, she gradually realized something was wrong. Before the age of ten, her parents loved her very much, and her mother loved her and cared about her very much. She had everything in her clothing, food, housing and transportation.

But after his father lorinchang died, his mother seemed to have changed two years later. Her relationship with herself became more and more tense, and she didn't care about her. She knew she was busy working all day, and usually threw her to the nanny.

She never went to her father's death. When she was twelve, she threw her on a foreign plane regardless of her cry. On weekdays, calling is to scold her for how much she spent. There is no warmth at all.

All these things add up, the more you think about it, the more strange Luo Jiao feels. But if Han Qiyu is really not her mother, where did her mother really go?

The system must know something, but the system will not tell her. Luo Jiao sighed and looked at the two small plastic bags on the table.

"System, you said if this Han Qiyu is false, does uncle Qi know?"

Holding her head with one hand, Luo Jiao thought the ground would hurt. As the pillow man of Han Qiyu, does Qi Mingnian know that Han Qiyu is fake?