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After lunch, Gu Qingning left the school.

On the way, she went to a cake shop, and just after buying mooncakes, there was a dull thunder outside.

Looking at the gray sky, Gu Qingning turned and went to the supermarket next door.

When she came out, she had an extra umbrella in her hand.

She walked to the side of the street, where the reserved taxi was waiting.

Gu Qingning opened the car door, bent down and sat in.

"Master, go to the northern suburbs cemetery."

The driver said hello, started the car and left.

The northern suburbs cemetery is quite far from the city center, and it took more than an hour to drive there.

Zhou Zhiqian was originally from the capital, after she passed away, Gu Hai buried her in the capital.

A gust of cool wind blew by, adding to the bleakness of the quiet cemetery.

Gu Qingning found the staff here, asked about the location of her mother's cemetery, and searched for it by herself.

Looking at the photo on the tombstone, the peace in her eyes was broken, and her obsidian-like black pupils were covered with a layer of mist.

Heart, a little uncomfortable.

She bent down, put the mooncake she was carrying in front of the tombstone, and then stood up straight.

His deep black eyes stared at the photo on the tombstone without blinking, and a lonely and cold atmosphere lingered around him.

After an unknown amount of time, she bent down and bowed towards the tombstone.

"Ma'am, walk slowly and watch your way." The woman's voice was helpless.

Gu Qingning straightened up, tilted her head, and a middle-aged woman was almost walking in front of her.

The woman's dress is simple and elegant, but it is difficult to conceal her noble temperament.

just the looks...

Inexplicably familiar.

Suddenly, the woman rushed to her and grabbed her wrist.

"Qianqian." Her tone was very excited.

Gu Qingning looked down at her, and felt that the woman in front of her was very familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.

The woman who followed the woman walked over quickly, smiled apologetically at Gu Qingning, then looked at the woman, and softly persuaded, "Ma'am, you have misunderstood the person, she is not Second Miss, please look carefully."

Hearing this, the woman was stunned, and murmured to herself, "It's not Qianqian."

After a pause, she raised her head to look at Gu Qingning, grasped her hand again, her voice choked up, "She is Qianqian, she is my Qianqian."

Qianqian?

Gu Qingning's eyes flickered, seeing the tears in the woman's eyes, she paused with her hand that was about to withdraw.

Pointing to the tombstone, the woman persuaded patiently, "Ma'am, look, where is Second Miss."

Now, the guess in Gu Qingning's heart was confirmed.

The woman called Qianqian was her mother Zhou Zhiqian.

No wonder she thought she looked familiar, she was the person in the portrait left by her mother.

The person in front of her is Madam Wen, her grandmother.

Mrs. Wen glanced at the tombstone, then looked at Gu Qingning again, holding onto her hand, "No, she is Qianqian."

Helplessly, the woman looked at Gu Qingning with an apologetic expression, "I'm really sorry."

Gu Qingning didn't speak, but looked at the woman indifferently.

"Qianqian, I've made a lot of mooncakes, all of which are flavors you like." Mrs. Wen held her hand tightly, as if she was afraid that she would run away.

She looked at the woman, reached out and took out a packaged mooncake from the paper bag, stuffed it into Gu Qingning's hand, and said earnestly, "Try it."

Gu Qingning glanced at the mooncake in his hand, and said softly, "I'm not Zhou Zhiqian."

On the side, the woman showed astonishment, and looked at Gu Qingning with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

How did she know the second lady's name?

The woman turned her eyes away, noticed the moon cakes placed in front of Zhou Zhiqian's tombstone, and then returned to Gu Qingning's exquisite face, suddenly thought of something.

she is……

Mrs. Wen's eyes trembled slightly, her haggard face changed slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes, "No, you are Qianqian."

The choked voice was full of remorse, "Qianqian, it's my mother's fault. Back then, mother shouldn't have allowed you to marry that man. Can you forgive me?"

The woman asked tentatively, "Are you the daughter of the second lady?"

Seeing that her identity was recognized, Gu Qingning's expression remained indifferent, "I'm just Zhou Zhiqian's daughter."

The woman was speechless for a moment.

Gu Qingning withdrew her hand, took a step back, and said in a calm tone, "I won't bother you."

She took the umbrella and left with long legs.

"Qianqian, Qianqian, don't go..."

Mrs. Wen wanted to chase subconsciously, but was held back by the woman following her.

"Madam, calm down, she is the daughter of the second lady, she is not the second lady."

Madam Wen stared at Gu Qingning's back with tearful eyes, and said heartbrokenly, "No, she is Qianqian, my Qianqian."

The sky gradually began to drizzle, and the bean-like raindrops hit the ground, bringing out a little coolness.

The woman hurriedly found the umbrella, before she could open it, Mrs. Wen chased in the direction Gu Qingning left.

However, not noticing the stones under her feet, she tripped and fell to the ground.

"lady."

The woman was startled and ran over in a hurry.

She put the umbrella aside and reached out to support Mrs. Wen.

"How are you, ma'am, are you all right?"

Mrs. Wen sat up, pushed her hand, and said in a daze, "Ah Zhen, help me chase Qianqian back, go help me chase her back."

Ah Zhen looked at her, her eyes flashed with distress, she reached out and picked up the umbrella to protect her from the rain, "Madam, can you get up first?"

Mrs. Wen grabbed her hand, crying with grief, "Ah Zhen, I miss Qianqian, I miss her."

Ah Zhen had no choice but to look up, and inadvertently saw a figure not far away, with a happy expression on her face.

"Ma'am, look quickly."

After all, how can the blood relationship be broken at will.

Mrs. Wen turned her face away, and the girl's tall and thin figure came into her eyes, walking towards her.

Gu Qingning stopped, leaned over, put a cool hand on her arm, and helped her up.

Mrs. Wen stared blankly at her cold profile, and unconsciously grabbed her thin white hand.

Gu Qingning's clear eyes flickered, she didn't care, she looked up at A Zhen, "Did you come by car?"

Facing her dark eyes, a sense of oppression came over her, and A-Zhen nodded subconsciously.

Gu Qingning withdrew her gaze and looked at Mrs. Wen, her cold voice softened a little, "Shall I help you out?"

Mrs. Wen nodded, unwilling to take her eyes off her.

Gu Qingning held the umbrella with one hand and supported Mrs. Wen with the other, her pace slowed down a little.

Ah Zhen followed behind with an umbrella, with a joyful smile on his face.

Coming out of the cemetery, the Wen family's car was waiting outside.

Madam Wen was afraid that she would leave again, so she spoke first, "Are you hungry, may I treat you to dinner?"

Touching the hope in her eyes, Gu Qingning's words of rejection suddenly stopped.

She glanced at the scrape on her elbow, and let go, "Let's go."

Did she agree?

Mrs. Wen's eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly.

The three of them got into the car, and the driver of Wen's family looked at the girl who was sitting in the back seat with Mrs. Wen with a bit of surprise on his face.

Ma'am, where did you bring this little girl back?

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