They were chatting until it was almost raining, and just as they were about to take Wan Ge away, they suddenly noticed that the window of the room that Yan Jue usually treasured was not closed.
It is said that Yan Jue put a lot of things inside and usually does not allow others to get close. As parents, they also respect their child's wishes very much, so even now, Madam Yan does not know what exactly is inside.
Knowing that it was about to rain, Yan Jue had asked someone to open the window just for ventilation, as it wouldn't be good if anything inside got wet. So she led Wan Ge to the door, intending to go inside and close the window first.
But when she opened the door, she was surprised to see something completely unexpected.
The room was filled with gift boxes, each labeled with a date. In addition, the walls were covered with paintings of two people, which looked like photographs of them.
Yan Jue also has a high talent for painting. His painting skills were already excellent at a young age. If the Yan family had not only raised one heir, Yan Jue might have become a famous painter long ago.
Seeing the familiar faces, Madam Yan smiled broadly: "You've been to so many places!"
Looking at the scenes in the painting, aren't they just many famous tourist destinations? They actually secretly went to so many places. Didn't they say they didn't have time? It's all a lie.
Wan Ge was momentarily lost in thought. They had indeed been to many places, but only to nearby attractions. The places depicted in the painting were almost all places they had never been to.
Moreover, the skirt and clothes the girl was wearing were ones she didn't own.
"How long have you two known each other? Look at all these gifts, they must have been prepared for you, yet he didn't give any to you." Madam Yan looked at them for a while before remembering that she had come in to close the window, so she closed it.
How long have they known each other? They met a few years ago, but they barely exchanged a few words back then, let alone developed any kind of relationship.
The face in the painting looks almost exactly like my own, but is the person who painted it really me?
Seeing the enthusiastic Mrs. Yan, Wan Ge finally concealed her doubts and replied with a smile, "It's been a long time. I met A Jue when I was a sophomore in college."
Madam Yan was also surprised. It had been so long, but her son was only now getting together with her and bringing her home. What was he thinking? Was he playing the long game?
Regardless of how they dated before, it's good that they're together now.
Mrs. Yan was overjoyed and pulled Wan Ge away from the room. She had never expected her son to prepare such a surprise. Were those gifts recently prepared? Were they for the wedding?
Wan Ge listened quietly as she talked to her, but her heart was filled with complex emotions.
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Back in her room, Wange sat in a chair, looking at the mirror in front of her, wondering if that person was really herself.
The face was almost identical to hers, but none of those things had happened between them. Before the pregnancy, Yan Jue rarely looked at her with those affectionate eyes, which was completely different from the painting.
But if that person isn't me, then why does they have the exact same face as me?
Wan Ge has never heard of anyone who looks exactly like her.
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