Sweetie, your vest is off again!

Chapter 389 The Warmth of Home
The north has been covered with smog these days, just like my own heart, without a little sunshine.

Wen Nuan shuttled back and forth in several alleys, and for some reason, a little girl with pigtails suddenly appeared in her mind, she was wearing a red padded jacket, and she was chasing after the car of the grandfather selling candied haws.

While running, he shouted, "Candied haws, I want candied haws."

The little girl looks very cute, only three or four years old.

When she caught up with the car of Grandpa Candied Haws, she put the coin in her hand in the palm of the grandfather, and took a bunch of red candied haws from the grandfather's hand, smiling like a peach blossom on her immature face.

The shadow of the little girl loomed in Nuan Nuan's mind, and that feeling seemed kind and familiar.

Wen Nuan didn't know where she was going, she didn't turn her head until she heard footsteps behind her.

Cheng Minglang was standing behind her wearing a black overcoat, wearing a blue scarf, and holding a suitcase in his hand.

Nuan Nuan stared at it for a while, then smiled lightly, "What a coincidence, Brother Lang."

Seeing the little girl's red face and hands from the cold, Cheng Minglang immediately took off his coat, put it on her body, took off the scarf, and wrapped her face tightly.

Nuannuan wanted to struggle, but was forced back by Cheng Minglang's sharp eyes.

"It's cold, I wear so little, I want to be sick!"

Although his words were cold, they appeared at this moment, like a ray of sunshine in the snow, making the warm heart instantly feel a little bit of warmth.

She lowered her eyes, sniffed, but didn't make a sound.

Cheng Minglang hugged her and walked towards the depths of the alley.

Seeing Cheng Minglang, Nuannuan realized that she had circled around his house several times.

She has been here before, but the alleys around them all look the same, and she couldn't tell them apart for a while.

Entering Cheng's courtyard, he saw his grandson, who hadn't come back for a long time, came back with a woman.

Mr. Cheng was a little excited, thinking, could it be that this stinky boy finally got his senses?

It was only when he took a closer look that he was startled.

The girl tore off the scarf and shouted with a smile, "Grandpa Cheng!"

This surprise was even bigger than his grandson bringing his wife back. Mr. Cheng held his warm and cold little hand and said distressedly, "An'an, why don't you wear gloves? Old Zhang, hurry up and take two hot treasures."

There is wormwood in Rebao, which is not only warm, but also has a faint herbal smell.

Wen Nuan was placed on his own chair by Mr. Cheng. There was an electrified heating pad on the chair, and there was also a massage. After a while, his cold body, which was still frozen just now, slowly returned to normal.

Mr. Cheng looked at her distressedly, "An'an, tell grandpa, has something unhappy happened recently? Why do you look so haggard? "

The warmth that had just been relieved, was suddenly asked by Mr. Cheng, and the tears in his eyes gradually increased.

The warmth that Old Master Cheng gave her made it difficult for her to control it for a while.

She looked at Mr. Cheng with teary eyes, "Grandpa Cheng, someday I will have no home, can you take me in?"

Her tears, like boiling water, dripped on Mr. Cheng's heart, causing pain.

With his big wrinkled hands, he tightly held the slightly cold little hands, and said with a sob, "An'an, how can you say such stupid things? This will always be your home? Grandpa will always be here waiting for me An An went home."

Warmth never wants to be the An'an that the old man said more than ever.

In the past, she just wanted to comfort Mr. Cheng, but now, she suddenly felt that she wanted more, and she thought how great it would be if she was that An An.

With this idea in mind, Nuan couldn't help laughing at herself mockingly in her heart.

Since when did she become so rambunctious.

A few days ago, she wanted to be foolish, her father would always be her father, and now she wanted to be foolish, her grandpa was her own grandpa.

Warm, warm, since when did you become so cute and pitiful?
Cheng Minglang took a shower, changed his clothes, sat on the sofa, and frowned at the little girl's abnormality.

"Did Ye Mohan bully you? If so, tell me, and I will stand up for you."

Just now a grandfather said that this place will always be her home, and now another brother has come out and wants to stand up for her.

The warmth at this moment suddenly felt a burst of happiness, a happiness that I had never felt in the past few days.

She smiled and shook her head, "No, he treated me very well, it's just that I'm a little sentimental."

Something wrong with her aroused Cheng Minglang's suspicion.

The person who has been helping him investigate in private said that Wen Zichuan's recent whereabouts have been very secretive.

He always sneaked into the hospital while it was dark, only to find out later that there was a girl living on the top floor of that hospital.

In his twenties, he has a red mole on his chest.

This information made Cheng Minglang immediately think of someone, that is, the child of Aunt Lucy, his mother's good friend back then, who also had the same red mole on her heart.

After further investigation, the girl's name was Dika. Every time Wen Zichuan passed by, he didn't dare to meet her face to face, but just secretly watched the video.

What is his relationship with that girl?Why are you still sneaking around?

Is there any ulterior secret here?

All of this aroused Cheng Minglang's curiosity. He came back this time to find out the truth.

Because Wen Zichuan has always been concerned with warmth.

Relying on Grandpa's feeling for warmth, he once suspected that she was An An.

But the investigation found that Wen Nuan was indeed Wen Zichuan's illegitimate daughter, and she had a falling out with his wife in order to bring her home.

So, that lead he dropped.

Now it seems that it is necessary for him to follow this clue and continue to investigate.

He wanted to find out Dika's life experience and his relationship with Wen Zichuan.

If it was as he imagined, then Nuannuan was probably An An.

Throughout the afternoon, Wen Nuan spent chatting, drinking tea and playing chess with Mr. Cheng.

Coax the old man from ear to ear.

At six o'clock in the evening, the warmth has not come back, and the phone is turned off again.

Ye Mohan suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he asked Ye Qingyou to contact her classmates, only to find out that Nuannuan didn't have class at all in the afternoon.

This phenomenon rarely occurs to her unless there are special reasons.

Ye Mohan drove out immediately, contacted everyone he could contact, and got the same answer, no.

The problem that he had been dreading these days finally appeared, and Ye Mohan drove around in the street.

He went to coffee shops, theaters, shopping malls that Nuan had been to, and searched everywhere, but there was still no news.

Just when he was about to collapse, he suddenly thought of a place.

It's just that as soon as this thought appeared, his heart became more tense.

(End of this chapter)