It was a fortune-telling live broadcast, but one billion people watched it

Before Lan Suisui was hugged, she saw Li Xian'er clearly.

You won't notice how similar their eyes are through the screen, but when their eyes collide in mid-air, you'll find that their shapes are similar, and even the location of their teardrop moles are similar.

But Li Xian'er's eyes looked much older, while Lan Suisui's eyes were clear, without any taint of worldly dust.

Lan Suisui was hugged and Li Xian'er burst into tears. She still felt like it was a dream when she was on the plane.

Did she really find her daughter? Wasn't it supposed to be that when her father, Alexander Barton, died, she also committed suicide?

At the door, she followed the direction of the students' fingers and clearly saw the girl in the camera of the mobile phone.

Li Xian'ai felt Lan Suisui's body temperature and felt lucky for herself that she had really found her daughter. She was alive and her daughter was also alive.

Lan Suisui gently stroked her mother's back, then looked at the gray-eyed man who was slowly approaching.

Wearing a three-piece iron-gray suit and with his golden-gray hair neatly fixed with hair wax, he walked over with a smile and touched the top of his granddaughter's head with his big hands covered with gun calluses. He spoke in fluent Chinese, "Hello, Sui Sui, I'm your grandpa."

When Alexander Barton met Li Xian'ai, Li Xian'ai had lost weight to less than 70 kilograms due to a series of blows. She looked like a walking skeleton, and there was no life in her eyes. It was almost impossible to tell that she was his former lover.

Now, Alexander Barton looked at Lan Suisui, and his eyes really looked like those of his young lover, with a little curiosity, a little shyness, and a touch of amazement. It was just like when he and his lover first met.

After Alexander Barton separated from his lover in Hong Kong, he had several more relationships, but they all fell short of success and he was unable to marry them.

Only the fleeting glimpse of beauty he had in a foreign country when he was young and the long-lasting love for his lover made him want to get married.

More than ten years ago, his daughter returned to him, and now his daughter's daughter has returned to him.

Alexander Barton's hand gently stroked Lan Suisui's hair.

Alexander Barton still remembered that he had interrupted the professor's class. He loosened his hand on Lan Suisui's head, leaned forward slightly, put one hand on his chest, and saluted gracefully, "I'm very sorry to interrupt your class."

The male and female college students nearby all gasped, and many of them couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh my God!"

Alexander Barton really satisfies people's imagination. He is nearly 50 years old, with a faint smell of cologne and cigar. He is tall and slender, with long legs that make him walk powerfully, and his full shoulders and chest muscles hold up his suit.

He was handsome, polite, and wore a huge jewel ring on his index finger. When he saluted the old professor, the ignorant and stupid college students went crazy.

The old professor standing on the stage also knew about yesterday’s live broadcast, and there were only 20 minutes left before the get out of class ended, so there was nothing wrong with fulfilling their wish.

"It's okay. I understand how you feel. Your reunion is much more important than my course."

The course schedule in university is relatively flexible. If there is only a little bit of the course left to be taught, we can just speed up the progress in the next class.

The old professor watched the live broadcast yesterday and then learned about the missing daughter of Li Xian'ai in Hong Kong. His eyes were wet.

Those media outlets are really lacking in virtue. Even though the police were crying and begging, not a single one of them left. Instead, they started taking photos crazily. After this incident, they said that they would definitely pursue the case to the end.

The old professor packed up his things and left the classroom, and Li Xian'er also stood up.

Her eyes were slightly red and she looked at her daughter intently.

"Shall we go eat?" Lan Suisui felt a little embarrassed by being looked at, and whispered, "Let's find a place to eat first, then go to the police station for a DNA test, and then go to my dormitory and sit for a while?"

Li Xian'ai said, "Okay, let's go now."

After the group left, Lan Suisui's classmates were delighted.

"It's really Li Xian'ai! Wow, she is indeed an international superstar from the golden age, she is so stylish."

"Wow, I was only focused on looking at Lan Suisui's grandfather. He's so handsome! The beauty classmate's grandfather is so handsome!"

"Li Xian'ai is pretty, but she pales in comparison to her father. Why doesn't he make a debut?"

"He's a mafia boss. Can you imagine a mafia boss mixing in the entertainment industry? It's not suitable. Wow, but he's really handsome. I don't know what he looked like when he was young, but this age is just right!"

"So cool! Is this the real mafia boss? He really gives off a sense of oppression!"

"Classmate Lan Suisui is going to enjoy her life. I remember Hong Kong media reported that when they divorced, Li Xian'ai received 500 million yuan."

"In fact, Lan Suisui should have dressed more elegantly a long time ago. Sometimes I feel sorry for her when I see her wearing pilling and yellowing clothes."

Many people are busy posting short videos, photos, and talking to their friends about what's happening here.

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After a simple meal, the three of them did not go to the police station, but went to the local BGI, where they could apply for a DNA test at their own expense.

After completing the test, I returned to the campus. When I arrived at the dormitory, the three people in the dormitory were waiting there.

"I heard from my daughter." Li Xian'ai shook hands with Zhong Ruyu, "You are my little fan."

Zhong Ruyu blushed. She didn't expect to have the chance to shake hands with her idol.

"I came here in a hurry this time. I will mail all the records next time." Li Xian'e said, "Thank you and your mother for your support."

Li Xian'e doesn't hate her fans; what she hates is the media that is all-pervasive.

The little girl in front of her took good care of her daughter. When she found out that her daughter was working as a DJ in a nightclub, Zhong Ruyu's first reaction was not that Lan Suisui was going to fall, but rather she wondered if Lan Suisui had any difficulties.

Even if there had not been this connection, Zhong Ruyu and her two other roommates had worked hard to pull Lan Suisui out of the quagmire.

Li Xian'ai did not expect that her daughter's roommate was her fan, so she only brought three handbags, which contained diamond hairpins and the latest Apple mobile phones.

"This is a little bit of my heart."

When Li Xian'e divorced, she took away 500 million Hong Kong dollars. Looking back over the years, the appreciation of her assets and the property given to her by her father have made her a well-deserved wealthy woman.

The three of them looked at each other, and Lan Suisui felt a little embarrassed. She was not used to other people spending money on her, although Li Xian'er had explained that to Li Xian'er, this money was nothing.

"Thank you, everyone. Please accept this. This is..." Lan Suisui took a deep breath, "a gift from my mother."

Perhaps there is some connection between people. Although the DNA results have not come out yet, Lan Suisui has already determined that Li Xian'er is her mother.