Luo Jiao wanted to call Han Qiyu and Qi Mingnian to ask about this matter, but the system seemed to see through her mind and restrained her consciousness from letting her out, and even asked her to sign a contract.

After the contract was signed, it turned into a stream of light and flew into her mind, and Luo Jiao's consciousness rushed out of the system space. Seeing the mobile phone in front of the makeup mirror, Luo Jiao subconsciously dialed Han Qiyu.

The phone rang for more than ten seconds before it was picked up, followed by Han Qiyu's cold voice: "What's the matter? Didn't we just meet at night?"

"Speak, why don't you speak?" Only a breath was heard on the other side, and nothing else could be heard. Han Qiyu hung up the phone: "What's going on? I called you and you didn't say a word."

Qi Mingnian brought a towel over: "I guess you pressed it accidentally? Wipe your hair quickly. Although there is air conditioning, be careful of catching a cold."

"You are still considerate." Taking the towel from Qi Mingnian's hand, Han Qiyu wiped her wet hair, and the hotel room seemed warm and tender for a moment.

Luo Jiao's mood in the apartment was not good. As soon as she came out of the system space, she called Han Qiyu, but when the call was connected, she couldn't say what she wanted to say. Beads of sweat started to fall from her forehead.

After hanging up the phone over there, Luo Jiao suddenly screamed: "System, did you do it?"

The system's voice said coldly: "Yes, the system is considering the host's personal safety."

"That's my mother. Could my own mother still harm my life?" Luo Jiao's face turned red as she walked around the living room of the apartment and stamped her feet heavily at the end.

Jiang Chan sighed silently. Although intellectually she could understand why Luo Jiao had such a reaction, emotionally she really couldn't accept Luo Jiao's impatient personality.

"Let's verify whether there is a biological relationship or not. The host actually has doubts, right? I just can't believe it." The system's voice was cold, but Luo Jiao felt it was a bit cruel.

Seeing that Luo Jiao fell silent, the system continued: "Instead of yelling here, the host should verify it himself. The system never publishes false information."

Jiang Chan didn't fully believe the mission entruster, but thanks to the metaphysics books given by Qingyuan, she could tell at a glance who was related to whom.

Although Han Qiyu's face had changed a lot, Jiang Chan could still tell that she and Luo Jiao had no blood relationship at all.

Luo Jiao must be her father's daughter, so the only problem is that her mother is not her biological mother, which means that the Han Qiyu in front of her is not the real Han Qiyu.

"I don't believe it. I want to call Uncle Chen. Uncle Chen said that when my mother gave birth to me, he and my father were both present." Luo Jiao said and went to touch the phone. Jiang Chan was helpless. Why didn't Luo Jiao find her?

So stupid?

She has already reminded her of this, but Luo Jiao still doesn't understand? Although encountering such a thing has a great impact on people, after the shock of that moment, people should calm down quickly and use their brains more.

Jiang Chan discovered that her tolerance for people who don't like to use their brains is extremely low, but on the other hand, she can understand it. After all, she is a sixteen-year-old girl, and it is not like she has experienced so much of the world.

Unable to bear it, Jiang Chan gave another reminder: "The system never said that the host is not the daughter of Luo Linchang and Han Qiyu. The system only told the host that the host has no biological relationship with the Han Qiyu in front of him."

She has already said this. If Luo Jiao still doesn't understand, Jiang Chan plans to...plan to triple Luo Jiao's study tasks in the future!

"This Han Qiyu in front of me, this one in front of me..." Luo Jiao murmured to herself: "You mean there are two Han Qiyu? But is this possible? My grandmother only gave birth to a daughter from my mother!"

"But if this is not Han Qiyu, then who is she? Where has my mother gone?" At this time, Luo Jiao's mind seemed to be enlightened. Perhaps she had subconsciously accepted that the person she saw at night was not her biological mother.

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"This requires the host to explore the truth by himself. The host is already sixteen years old and should have the ability to make his own judgment. When encountering an emergency, he should calm down quickly and find the answer by himself instead of subconsciously seeking help from others.

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Jiang Chan stopped and told Luo Jiao how to deal with emergencies. If she needed to be told everything, what would Luo Jiao do with her brain?

"I have to think about it, think about it, the impact tonight is too great, even greater than the impact I had when I met you." Luo Jiao walked towards the bedroom with frivolous steps, still mumbling to herself.

"You're right, I shouldn't ask her directly, if she is really not my mother." Luo Jiao's face changed, and she suddenly squatted down next to the trash can and put the few strands of Han Qiyu's hair in a small bag

Installed.

Jiang Chan remained silent. Although this fact was cruel, she still wanted to tell Luo Jiao. Because she could only accompany Luo Jiao for a short period of time, and she would need to go down on her own later.

If she doesn't find out the truth herself, there's no guarantee what will happen to her later, which is also inconsistent with the client's original intention.

After tossing and turning all night long, Luo Jiao hardly fell asleep, always thinking about this matter in her mind. If the system didn't say that she and Han Qiyu were not related, she would never think about it at this level.

But after the system mentioned it, she gradually realized that something was wrong. Before she was ten years old, her parents were very loving, and her mother also loved her very much and cared about her. Her basic necessities, food, clothing, housing and transportation were all provided.

But after her father Luo Linchang passed away, within two years her mother seemed to have changed. Her relationship with him became more and more tense, and she no longer cared about her. She was busy with work all day long, and usually left her to the nanny.

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She never went to the anniversary of her father's death. When she was twelve years old, she was thrown on a plane abroad despite her cries. On weekdays, she only scolded her for how much money she spent on the phone without any warmth at all.

All these things added up, and the more Luo Jiao thought about it, the weirder she felt. But if this Han Qiyu was really not her mother, then where had her mother really been?

The system must know something, but the system will definitely not tell her. Luo Jiao sighed and looked at the two small plastic bags on the table with uncertain eyes.

"System, do you think that if this Han Qiyu is fake, does Uncle Qi know?"
Chapter completed!