Wen Nuan brushed her teeth and washed her face as usual before leaving the room door and found that Mao Xiaoli and Chen Yu were already in the yard, and there was a bowl of sobering soup in front of them.

"Ahhhh, I'm so tired, I feel like I'm punched." Mao Xiaoli moaned.

"I told you to drink so much last night." Chen Yu rolled his eyes. She wanted to drink it herself, but she still pulled him to drink it. This made him feel so uncomfortable today. I don't know if he lost his composure after getting drunk last night. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but want to pinch Mao Xiaoli. It would be bad if his goddess saw her like this.

"QuQuQ." At this moment, Wen Nuan heard the sound of knocking from the front door. She glanced at Chen Yu and Mao Xiaoli who were still lying on the table and were weak, and she said, "I'll go open the door."

She went to the Taoist temple to open the door. After opening it, she found two bright and beautiful men, women and a young man standing outside. Behind them were some men in black. Those men stood behind men, women and young men. Seeing this scene, the familiar scene seemed to have seen it somewhere. Wen Nuan thought about it carefully and found that it was the same as the plot of her in a certain life?

"Are you here to recognize your relatives?"

The men and women were stunned. They didn't expect Wen Nuan to ask them like this. How could they not be surprised?

"How did you know?" the man asked.

"Guess." It turned out to be true, by the way, she remembered that the heroine was a child from a wealthy family, but she was separated since childhood. Now, after seeing Mao Xiaoli being admitted to the top scorer in the college entrance examination, they found that this was their child, so they came to recognize her.

At this time, they looked at Wen Nuan with a serious look on their faces. No, it should be said that they looked at Mao Xiaoli who was standing behind her through the door that Wen Nuan was pulling.

Seeing this, Wen Nuan was very sensible and moved away from her body: "You guys please come in."

The couple, including their son, also walked in. When their eyes fell on Mao Xiaoli's face, both of them cried.

"Husband, this is our daughter, you didn't see that her face was exactly the same as our daughter Maomao." Mrs. Elegantly covered her mouth and cried.

The elegant man looked at Mao Xiaoli with red eyes and murmured: "Yes, she looks very much like you."

"Dad, mom, look, this is our little sister." The young man said with a photo of some age. In the photo, a chubby little child stood in a small house like a castle, because she was so fat, her fat facial features were crowded together, and she couldn't tell who was the one who was?

The three of them looked at Mao Xiaoli crying, and Mao Xiaoli covered her painful head: "Oh, who are you? What's the matter with us Taoist temple? Oh, today I'm in a good mood, 10% off to catch ghosts, and 20% off to buy talismans, and celebrate my admission to college."

"Maomao." Mrs. Elegant Lady grabbed Mao Xiaoli's shoulder and shook her shoulder: "Maomao, I am your mother, I am my mother."

Mao Xiaoli's head was already uncomfortable, and she felt even more uncomfortable when she was shaken by Mrs. Elegant.

"Wait, don't, don't treat me like this, I can't stand it." She said softly, vomiting, and she felt like she wanted to vomit.
Chapter completed!