Chen An reached out to take it, and the bag contained an envelope and a car key.

His slender fingers pulled out the letter paper inside, spread it out, and quickly browsed the content inside--

[Young Master An: Vatonu, North West End, UK, No. 127, on the right side of the Red Cafe. See the letter as if you see someone. If you see it, come quickly. If you have any accidents, please burn it.]

The signature is Mr.L.

Chen An's pupils contracted violently. Although he was not familiar with this font, he knew it!

Folding the letter paper, he asked, “Is there a car outside?”

The doorman nodded: "Yes, when the bag was delivered, the other party also sent a Bugatti Viaduct."

"Did you see who it is?"

"It's just a courier delivery, and he didn't say who asked him to deliver it."

Chen An pursed his thin lips, and he walked out quickly, and indeed saw a Bugatti Vehang parked not far outside the Chen family.

L...Li Li Qin?

Or...

Chen An didn't think about it anymore. He stepped on the car and pushed the key in. After slowing down his mind, the sports car drove out with a whistle-

"Tell grandpa, I'm going out for something!"

The doorman didn't expect that he would just run away like this, and he rushed after the sports car with all his might, "Hey, Master An, you have to tell the old man yourself, Master An, don't leave... Master An!! Come back!!"

*

Las Vegas, suburbs.

In a village next to it.

A burst of shrill shouts came from a simple room, "Ah—"

"Hold on, you will see the child's head immediately. Hurry up, use force!"

"Ah--it hurts!" Meng Yao gritted her teeth tightly, her pretty face was soaked with sweat. She grabbed the sheet under her with both hands, "No, I can't give birth, it hurts so much..."

"It'll be fine soon, use one last force!" The midwife next to her kept urging and cheering her up. She stretched out Meng Yao's legs, "Yes, that's it, I'm about to see my head..."

"Wow--"

A loud cry completely broke the noise inside the house.

"Miss Meng, congratulations, it's a boy!"

The midwife happily held the child and stood up, washed away the blood stains on his body, and handed them to Meng Yao's pillow, "Look, Miss Meng, the child is so handsome!"

Meng Yao looked weak. She turned her head and looked at her eyes, and the corners of her eyes were wet, "Baby, I am a mother..."

"Miss Meng, have you figured out your baby's name?"

The midwife wiped her sweat. Meng Yao was so in a daze that she was almost dead. She carried her unconscious back on the street. However, Meng Yao lived here for so long but refused to say anything. She said little after she became pregnant.

The midwife even doubted whether her child's father was dead?

But Meng Yao obviously loved this child very much. She supported her body and took out a silver necklace from her pocket on the side. The style was extremely simple, with two words engraved on the round pendant.

Luo.

The midwife glanced at her and immediately smiled, "Miss Meng, is the child called Meng Luo?"

"No," Meng Yao put her lower body on her back with difficulty and brought the necklace to the little baby. She lowered her head and kissed his little face, with a gentle expression, "His surname is Luo, and his name is Luo Gu."

Luo Xiao’s Luo is the old friend’s fault.

He is the old friend in her life...

An old friend who will never disappear in his heart.
Chapter completed!