Chapter 2320

ad. How can I pick you up " On the other side of the phone, Don Jausen's voice came coldly.Tang Qian took a deep breath and burst into tears.Don Qiaosen quickly sensed something was wrong: "Why are yo...Chapter 2320

after Fu Shiting put down his phone, he was completely awake.

he put his phone on the nightstand and was going to get out of bed and wash up.

he got out of bed with light hands and feet before putting on his slippers. Qin Anan turned over and opened his eyes.

"husband, what are you going to do What time is it " Qin Anan was bleary-eyed and asked hoarse.

"it's still early. It's only over five o'clock." You go back to sleep. I'm going to the bathroom. "

"Darling, have you been up all night" I feel like you've been turning over in my sleep. " Qin Anan rubbed his eyes and opened his mouth in the dim light. "you turn on the light, I don't want to sleep either."

Fu Shiting turned on the room light as he was told.

if it was normal, he would definitely let her go back to sleep. Now that he is more emotional, he believes that an an will be like him.

"an an, the man I sent out has found her mother-in-law's place."

Qin Anan's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his eyes sparkled: "is it so smooth" I just got some sleep. "

" mm-hmm. Through the landline number, we found the owner to which the number belongs. The owner runs a small supermarket. There happens to be surveillance at the door of the supermarket. Through the time your mother-in-law called you, so you locked in on your mother-in-law. Then took the picture of my mother-in-law to the neighborhood and soon found the community where my mother-in-law lived. " Fu Shiting back.

Qin Anan immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "Great!" I hope to see Crispy today! We can get satisfactory results! "

"Ann, don't get your hopes up yet. I'm afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. " When Fu Shiting said this, the corners of his mouth went up.

although he told Qin Anan this, he had great hope in his heart.

"I know it could be a misunderstanding. But where there is a clue, there is hope. I like this feeling of hope. " Qin Anan is not afraid of disappointment. He is afraid that he has been looking for no clue for such a long time. "ever since I learned that Xiaohe is my daughter, I often look forward to hearing from her. Even if the clue is wrong, it is better than no clue at all. If there is no clue, I always feel that she is dead. "

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"Ann, I understand how you feel." Fu Shiting thought the same as her, "are you hungry" Why don't we make breakfast ourselves "

"Hello!" Actually, I'm not hungry, but I want to make breakfast with you. "

after a simple wash, the two men came out of the master bedroom.

"Ann, what would you like to eat" Fu Shiting rubbed his hands as if he were going to do a big job.

Qin Anan turned on the light on the ground floor and looked at him in surprise: "what else can you do except noodles"

this question made Fu Shiting think carefully for a few seconds: "I should still be able to cook porridge."

"do you know the ratio of water to rice when cooking porridge"

Fu Shiting: "."

"shall I do it You can just stay with me. " Qin Anan swung up his sleeves and planned to show his skills in the kitchen.

Fu Shiting nodded and said, "I want to eat dumplings. Can you make dumplings"

Qin Anan pursed her lips, secretly raised her breath and said, "I can do anything." No, just look it up on the Internet. I'll go and see if there is any flour in the fridge. "

"mm-hmm. Forget it if it's too much trouble. I can eat porridge and noodles. " Fu Shiting regretted it after saying that he wanted to eat dumplings.

even if he is too happy and wants to eat dumplings, he shouldn't tell Qin Anan.

Qin Anan is a little better at cooking than he is, but only a little better.

"if you want to eat dumplings, I will definitely let you eat dumplings." Qin Anan put his arms around his waist to reassure him.

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