Ying Shao is a Girl

---Ling Senzhou is not a good person, otherwise he would not have forced your mother to this point. But she loves Ling Senzhou very much. She gave you your name and your last name has not been changed.

That wooden comb was left to you by your biological mother. You must keep it. Although she asked you not to look for her, I still hope that one day, you mother and son can recognize each other.

There is no need to tell you the information about your biological mother, because it is not true, and the name is not true.

Again, you need to find the answer yourself.

Finally, I hope you will remember not to go back to the Ling family now.

Dear Lingling, I will wish you happiness and health in heaven.

There was no signature, no signature, and no date at the end of the letter.

I only drew one pattern that Shao Yun usually likes to embroider the most.

After reading the letter, Ling Yiche was already in tears.

He seemed to understand.

Why is Shao Yun so good at embroidery, but he never makes his skills public to the world, doesn't work as an embroiderer, and doesn't disclose his embroidery to anyone, because this may expose Shao Yun's identity, and thus his own identity.

How many people don’t know the skills of “the best weaving and embroidery in Beijing”?

Once Shao Yun becomes famous, she will become a public figure and all her information will be picked out by others. This is contrary to Shao Yun's intention to remain anonymous.

He finally understood the regret and loss in his mother's eyes.

In order to protect herself, my mother gave up the things she loved, maybe even gave up her dreams, and was willing to live this mediocre, rushed, and miserable life.

However, she said nothing about it in this letter.

Some are just the most sincere and sincere blessings to myself.

And I didn't know anything about this.

The young man burst into tears.

After Ying Junchu came back, he wanted to return Ling Yiche's ID card and household register to him.

She glanced around.

There is something at the door of the room on the far left of the corridor.

She walked over quickly and looked at it for a few seconds.

It should be here.

Knock knock knock---

Ying Junchu reached out and knocked on the door a few times.

no respond.

She knocked several times, but still no response.

Frowning slightly, something happened?

trouble.

All I can do is kick the door open.

boom---

The door was kicked open by her easily.

Ling Yiche turned back to look at her, his eyes filled with shock.

? ? ?

When Ying Jun first saw him, his eyes were red and tears were shining in the corners of his eyes, as if he had been bullied.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"W-what?" The young man answered her somewhat stutteringly.

The pear blossoms are covered with rain, which makes them look a little pitiful.

"..." It's so difficult to communicate.

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

Ying Junchu's cold gaze fell on his blue eyes.

Hearing this, Ling Yiche reacted and suddenly his face turned red.

"Nothing...just my eyes feel a little uncomfortable..."

Ling Yiche's head shook like a rattle.

It's not like there was sand in his eyes.

Ying Junchu: "..."

As a three-year-old? So easy to cheat?

Gee, boys are so squeamish.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say anything, Ying Junchu stopped asking.

Asking too many questions made her feel annoyed.

"Here you are, your ID."

Ying Junchu handed his ID card and household registration book to Ling Yiche.

Ling Yiche took it immediately.

"Well, Mr. Ying, what are you doing with these?" the young man asked casually.

"Apply for the certificate to adopt you into my name."

Ying Junchu responded calmly.

Ling Yiche:? ? ?

adopt? Did he hear it correctly?

Are you kidding me, Mr. Ying?

Ling Yiche raised his head and glanced at her. Her brows were filled with indifference and her face was expressionless.

Not like a joke.

The young man asked with great difficulty: "Um, Mr. Ying, for adoption, don't you have to be over thirty years old?" So, how did you do it? And personal consent is not required.