Chapter 900

Seeing Qiao Lian's dazed look, Zhu Jiu grabbed her hand, placed it on the three red moles, and said, "Mom, it's me, don't you recognize me?"

This mother's cry made Qiao Lian collapse instantly, and tears rushed out like a flood that opened the gate.

"...my son, you are my son... my son is still alive."

It should be the joy of regaining what was lost, but Qiao Lian seemed to be released after a long period of suppression. She stroked the red mole under his collarbone over and over again, and burst into tears.

Her cry was miserable, and Zhu Jiu felt distressed when she heard it: "Mom, I'm living well. Don't cry, no one will separate us again."

Qiao Yi also persuaded, "Mom, it's a good thing I found my brother. Why are you still crying? You see how handsome my brother looks, and how much he resembles you. We are a family of four, and we will not be separated from now on."

The others followed suit, Qiao Lian cried for a while, and finally calmed down.

Only then did she respond to a question, and grabbed Zhu Jiu's hand anxiously, "How did you escape from him? Are you safe now? Will he come back to catch you again?"

Zhu Jiu didn't hide anything, and told Qiao Lian every detail of his life over the years.

Qiao Lian cried while listening, feeling sorry for her son and hating He Junbai even more, but when she learned that Fei Wenxuan had killed this big devil, she unexpectedly fell silent.

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other, a little confused about what their mother meant.

Qiao Yi was afraid of offending her mother, so she winked at Zhu Jiuwen, Zhu Jiugang recognized her mother, and her mother would not be angry if he asked anything.

Zhu Jiutong sister, what else can I say, so I had to bite the bullet and ask, "Mom, are you still thinking about Fei Wenxuan?"

It's okay if he doesn't ask, but this question brought back some bad memories for Qiao Lian, his face sank, and he said, "Yi Yi, Xiao Jiu, this person has nothing to do with you, I hope you will always Don't mention this person again."

"But, mom, Fei Wenxuan..."

As soon as Qiao thought about it, she couldn't help but mention it, her husband hasn't been cured yet.

In the end, Qiao Lian severely interrupted, "What? You don't listen to me?"

The words that came to her lips circled twice in her throat, but she dared not speak out.

She has been with Qiao Lian for four years, and she has long regarded Qiao Lian as her mother. Qiao Lian has a bad temper. In the past, when she was stubborn, Qiao Lian would beat her with a mop. To be honest, she was a little scared of being beaten. It is completely conditioned surrender.

"Mom, it's not that Qiao Qiao doesn't listen to you, she's doing this for me."

He Yunting, who had never spoken a word from the beginning to the end, attracted the attention of everyone in the room as soon as he spoke.

Qiao Yi was also dumbfounded for a moment, this guy, how can he call his mother more smoothly than her!

Qiao Lian had just met her son, her eyes were full of Zhu Jiu, and she couldn't see anyone else. Suddenly, a young man with an iconic appearance appeared, not only calling her mother, but also saying that it was all because of him.

She glanced at her daughter, saw Qiao Yi lowered his head guiltily, and secretly used his arm to attack the young man, she understood.

"Who are you?" she asked intentionally.

This question was rather dry. He Yunting called her mother just now, but Qiao Lian asked him back, who is he.

Is it possible, let him answer, am I your son-in-law?

This is too embarrassing, as soon as Joe heard it, he was so embarrassed that he was about to commit cancer. Holding the corner of He Yunting's clothes with his small hand, he was worried for him.

Unexpectedly, He Yunting grabbed her hand and said to Qiao Lian, "I am the father of your grandson and granddaughter."