The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Qiao Siyue continued, "I thought the child didn't survive, or something else happened. In order to completely cut off your past, I took you away and set a fire to create the illusion that you were dead."

"Until recently, I heard that Su Yutang and Bo Jingzhou were looking for their daughter, and I felt that something was wrong. That's why I sent people to intercept the little girl from the pirates."

He looked at Wen Xiaoman with a burning gaze and asked slowly, "Xiaoman, do you think... our child... is not dead at all? He might still be alive?"

Wen Xiaoman's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

No, we must not let Qiao Siyue know about Xiao Ayan’s existence!

She would rather let Yutang continue to help take care of little Ayan than let the child fall into the hands of this man.

Moreover, she now knows the existence of Xiao Ayan, and she will definitely escape from Qiao Siyue and go back to find Xiao Ayan.

She refused to admit it: "How could he still be alive... My child is dead. You told me so yourself."

"Oh? Really?" Qiao Siyue just smiled meaningfully.

Wen Xiaoman was extremely nervous and cold sweat broke out on his palms.

She knew that her acting skills might not be able to fool this shrewd man, but she couldn't admit it now.

Moreover, she must find an opportunity as soon as possible to remind Yutang to hide little Ayan well and never let Qiao Siyue take little Ayan away.

At this moment, Qiao Siyue suddenly touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "I don't know why, but I always feel that... that little girl looks a bit like you. Do you think she could be our child?"

Wen Xiaoman looked at him suddenly: "So, you think Yanyan is our child, so you kidnapped her from the pirates?"

Qiao Siyue admitted frankly: "Yes, unfortunately, it seems that I caught the wrong person."

His tone changed, becoming relaxed. "But that's perfect. Their child is in my hands now. I'll ask them to find our child and exchange it with me. What do you think?"

Wen Xiaoman felt a chill running through his entire body from the soles of his feet, and his blood was almost freezing.

So... this is his idea!

He wanted to use Yanyan as a hostage to force Yutang to hand over Xiao Ayan!

He even deliberately beat around the bush with me, actually he already knew about Xiao Ayan's existence...

Wen Xiaoman clenched his fists tightly.

Qiao Siyue took in the wonderful expression on Wen Xiaoman's face and curled the corners of his lips in a good mood.

He reminded: "We're here, get off the bus."

Wen Xiaoman suddenly came back to her senses and looked up to see that the car had stopped in front of a bridal shop with extremely luxurious decoration.

She could only suppress the turbulent emotions in her heart for the time being and followed Qiao Siyue out of the car.

As soon as I walked into the store, the clerk greeted me warmly.

Upon learning that it was the young master of the Chemoshi family and his fiancée who had arrived, the store manager came out to receive them in person with an extremely respectful attitude.

"Master Qiao, Miss Wen, welcome. We just got a treasure in our shop. It's a dreamlike piece crafted by a top international master. It symbolizes pure, flawless, and unwavering love."

The store manager enthusiastically introduced, "This wedding dress is a one-of-a-kind custom-made piece. There's only one of its kind in the world, and its size is also very specific. We've always said it's only waiting for the destined person."

She looked at Wen Xiaoman with admiration, "I think Miss Wen's figure and temperament are very suitable for this wedding dress. Would you like to try it on?"

Wen Xiaoman had no interest in trying on wedding dresses. The only reason she agreed to come was to fulfill the agreement as soon as possible so that Qiao Siyue could take her to meet Yanyan.

As she listened to the store manager's endless introduction, she became even more absent-minded, her eyes casually scanning the other wedding dresses displayed in the store.

Until... when the store manager signaled the clerk to bring out the so-called "treasure of the store", Wen Xiaoman glanced over casually, and in an instant he was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.

This wedding dress...

The store manager continued to praise her, "Miss Wen, look, isn't it breathtakingly beautiful? This wedding dress is made of special fabric, and the ninety-nine top-cut diamonds inlaid on the upper body are like the brightest stars in the night sky, or the flowing Milky Way."

"The tulle and train at the hem are like an arched bridge, connecting the Milky Way. It symbolizes overcoming obstacles and finally finding love. It is simply dazzling and dreamy..."

Wen Xiaoman could no longer hear what the store manager was saying.

Her memory was hit hard by the wedding dress, and she instantly recalled the past, that is, the sweet time when she and Qiao Siyue were dating.

At that time, they lived in a small rented apartment. Although they were not rich, they were very happy.

He held her in his arms, and she lay in his arms, looking at the sparse stars outside the window.

He suddenly lowered his head and asked her, "Xiaoman, do you want to marry me?"

Without hesitation, she nodded vigorously with sparkling eyes: "Yes, of course!"

She put her arms around his neck and said with longing, "Although we don't have money now, we will definitely have money in the future. When the time comes, I will wear the most beautiful wedding dress and become your bride, the most beautiful bride in the world!"

He was amused by her, gently nuzzled her nose, and asked, "What kind of wedding dress do you like? Tell me."

She gestured excitedly in his arms, her eyes shining: "I like it... I want lots and lots of stars on my wedding dress, preferably ninety-nine, to symbolize longevity. When the wedding dress falls down, it should be like a sparkling galaxy!"

She gestured with her fingers, "And here, below the waist, we need to design it to look like an arch bridge, just like the Magpie Bridge where the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met. How romantic!"

At that time he just smiled and pinched her face, saying that she was like a little girl who loved to dream.

But now...

The wedding dress in front of her, which perfectly reproduced all the details of her fantasy at that time, was presented to her realistically.

The position of each diamond, the arc of the Milky Way, the ingenuity of the arch bridge...

Everything was exactly as she had described it back then.

Wen Xiaoman stared at the wedding dress in a daze. Her heart suddenly tightened, she felt sour and shocked, and she could hardly breathe.

He...still remembers?

My eyes turned red and moist without me noticing.

She had always thought that that poor but sincere past, those memories that she once treasured, had long been discarded by him and drowned in his current luxurious life.

She never imagined that he actually remembered all of her naive and unrealistic fantasies and turned them into reality.

She raised her head and stared at Qiao Siyue with her watery eyes.

Qiao Siyue walked up to her, looked down at her slightly red eyes, and said with a hint of teasing: "Do you like it so much? You like it so much that you cried? Go try it on and see if it fits."