Chapter 927 Don’t Even Mention Your Own Mother, You Can’t Even Say It Yourself

For a person like him who has been in the officialdom for many years, you don't need to say too much, just one sentence is enough.

They can think of everything you can think of, even if you don't think too much, so... you don't need to say too many words.

Just by saying this, Xia Anlan would know that her mother was Xiao Ai. Some people may have known about it many years ago. However, over the years, some people have been trying to stop it. Some people are trying to prove that Nie Qiuping is Xiao Ai. The matter was completely hidden.

His sister's death was not an accident... maybe it was a man-made conspiracy from beginning to end.

This conspiracy followed Nie Qiuping for many years, from the time she was five years old until her death. During these more than 20 years, she lived a very difficult life.

Xia Anlan couldn't sit down for a minute. He touched Yan Qingsi's head and stood up, his face softened a little: "Qingsi, eat well, uncle has something to do."

Yan Qingsi tilted her head and asked, "Uncle, aren't you going to eat?"

"Uncle is full..."

Xia Anlan stood up and left her seat, and went straight upstairs into the study.

Yan Qingsi watched Xia Anlan go upstairs, waited for him to disappear around the corner, and then turned back to continue eating. She found that Mrs. You was looking at her worriedly.

"Is something wrong, Mrs. You?"

Mrs. You hesitated for a while before saying: "Qingsi... your mother is my sister. We had the best relationship when we were children. I am also very sad about what happened to her later. No one in this family has forgotten her." Love, but... at the dinner table, please try not to say this, okay? You see how sad your uncle is, and he won’t be able to eat this meal. Brother Lan works very hard every day. If he eats three meals a day, If he can't eat well, how can his body hold up, don't you think?"

Yan Qingsi nodded: "Mrs. You is right, I'll remember it and just don't say it next time."

When Yan Qingsi suddenly mentioned this at the dinner table this time, she mainly wanted to see Mrs. You's reaction.

However, it didn't seem to have any effect. Mrs. You's reaction... was normal. She couldn't see anything suspicious.

"Don't call me Madam. It sounds too foreign. Call me Aunt Shuang. After all, your mother and I are very good sisters."

Yan Qingsi nodded: "Okay, Mrs. You."

Mrs. You's expression paused and she breathed out softly.

Yan Qingsi poured chicken soup for the night and asked, "By the way, when will my cousin come? I'm still looking forward to seeing him, and I want to... take a look at his necklace."

Mrs. You was stunned and said with a smile: "It's almost..."

"That kid, sometimes he does things impulsively. He actually leaned on the second floor window to smoke, and accidentally fell out of the window. As a result, he fell and stayed in the hospital for a long time."

Yan Qingsi looked pitiful: "Tsk, tsk... Oh, that's really tragic."

Mrs. You nodded: "Yes, I was laughing at him at the time. He was so good, why did he fall out of the window? That kid loves to play, has an unstable temperament, and always likes to have girlfriends in the entertainment industry. When I was joking, I asked Was he fooling around with some little star and then fell off? What do you think he said?"

Yan Qingsi seemed to have never experienced that scene at all. She said while drinking soup: "Haha, even if this kind of thing is true, I won't admit it. Let alone my biological mother, even I have to admit it." Self-hypnosis, I fell by myself, otherwise...it would be too embarrassing."