Master's Million Blind Wife

The next morning, Qiao An went to musical instrument store after breakfast.    

    

This morning, a client made an appointment to watch the guqin. At noon, she had to go to the auction house of Ling's to do an appraisal. In the afternoon, she had to go out and adjust the tune.    

    

It was another busy day.    

    

When she opened the door to welcome the guest, Qiao An did not wait for the client who made an appointment. Instead, she waited for a completely unexpected person.    

    

Qiao Minghui and Zhou Yun brought a woman into the musical instrument store's main door in a hurry.    

    

The woman was about 40 years old. Her figure was pretty and her appearance was pretty. Her every frown and smile still retained her charm.    

    

Seeing Qiao An coming out, Zhou Yun gave her a look. The woman nodded. The expression on her face changed to one of sadness in a second. She took a few steps forward and hugged Qiao An. "Anan, my daughter. Mom has been looking for you."    

    

Qiao An was stunned. Being surrounded by an unfamiliar aura made her feel uncomfortable, especially when the woman called her daughter!    

    

"I'm sorry, lady. Did you recognize the wrong person?"    

    

The woman sobbed. "Anan, I didn't get the wrong person. I've been looking for you for a long time."    

    

These were the words that came back and forth. Qiao An frowned and wanted to call the police.    

    

She seemed to have heard more than one series of footsteps just now. She tilted her head slightly and asked, "Who else is there?"    

    

Zhou Yun finally could not hold her breath and opened her mouth, "Qiao An, it is me."    

    

Hearing Zhou Yun's voice, Qiao An was very surprised, "Mom?"    

    

"Yes." Zhou Yun looked at Qiao Minghui, who was beside her, and said, "Your dad is here too. Let's talk about your background today."    

    

Qiao An was really stunned. "My family background?"    

    

"Yes, that's right." Zhou Yun looked left and right and felt that the house was very shabby. She slightly knitted her brows and had a look of disgust, "Can we sit down and say it?"    

    

Qiao An reacted, "Sit."    

    

No matter what the situation was, she should first listen to what they had to say before making any plans.    

    

The three of them sat down on the sofa. Qiao An still walked back to the bar opposite the sofa. This was the seat that gave her the most sense of security. It could be attacked, retreated, and defended.    

    

Zhou Yun looked at Qiao Minghui. "Hubby, you should talk about this."    

    

Qiao Minghui could not say that. He only looked at the woman. "Tell me."    

    

The woman was leisurely looking at the house. Unlike Zhou Yun, she felt that the house was not bad.    

    

Seeing that she did not agree, Zhou Yun unhappily nudged her with her elbow. "Since you are the one who came to acknowledge your daughter, you should tell me what is going on."    

    

The woman then nodded her head, "Okay."    

    

The emotions in her eyes quickly changed to grievance and sadness. "Anan, it is my fault. When I was young, I was greedy for vanity. I designed you to climb into your father's bed, Qiao Minghui. That's why I have you. But I was too young. I was only 18 when I gave birth to you. That's why I gave you to the welfare institute in a moment of confusion..."    

    

The woman sniffed and one could hear her emotions fluctuating. "Your father didn't know about it at that time. After he knew about it, he immediately brought you home from the orphanage and raised you up..."    

    

Qiao An understood what she meant.    

    

So she was the child that the woman and Qiao Minghui gave birth to in a moment of muddle-headedness. Back then, she was young and ignorant and threw the child to the orphanage. However, her father insisted on bringing her back from the orphanage and raised her at home.    

    

So Qiao Minghui was her biological father.    

    

This woman was her biological mother.    

    

Probably because she was brought here by Zhou Yun and Qiao Minghui, she had some doubts in her heart. Especially since she could not see the appearance of the woman, how could she know how similar the two of them were?    

    

Although she really wanted to find her family, she could not just randomly come and say that it was her mother and she had to admit it.    

    

After considering for a moment, Qiao An turned her head and looked in her direction. "So, can I ask your name?"    

    

"Of course." The woman looked at Zhou Yun and saw Zhou Yun nod her head before saying, "My surname is Wang and my name is Wang Meini."    

    

Qiao An remembered this name, "You said that you are my mother. Then do you have any evidence?"