As soon as these words came out, Mike's hand shook, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

"Ah...Fuck!" Mike quickly picked up the phone from the ground, and no accident, he was killed in the game.

Throwing the phone aside, he looked at Qin Anan again.

"You really plan to go back to China? Why did you suddenly have this idea? I want to know what you think."

The reason why Mike was so surprised is that in the past two years, friends in China have often called her to return to China, and she has never wavered in her decision not to return to China.

But now, she suddenly wanted to go back to China, not just because of graduation.

"Every year I can only see Rila during the winter and summer vacations, and Ziqiu...I haven't seen him for almost three years. The video meeting doesn't count." Qin Anan said here, his tone was a little choked, "If I go back to China, I will definitely have a chance to see Ziqiu."

"Oh! It turns out that I miss children! But after you return to China, Fu Shiting won't necessarily let you see Ziqiu. I think Fu Shiting deliberately didn't let you see Ziqiu. Because he hasn't seen Xiaohan for almost three years. He's not in a hurry, and you don't need to be in that hurry." Mike was afraid that Qin Anan would lose to Fu Shiting in momentum.

Qin Anan thought about this question.

"Fu Shiting has no right not to let me see the child. When we divorced, there was no such rule." After she finished saying this, the microwave behind her made a ding, and the sandwich was hot.

She turned on the microwave, took the sandwich out, and put the milk in to warm it up.

"Then what do you mean, when you're back in China, first go to Fu Shiting to negotiate visitation rights?" Mike felt unbelievable, "Are you sure you want to see this nasty man? Aren't you afraid he'll make you angry?"

Qin Anan took the sandwich and walked to the living room.

"I didn't say I was going to find him." Qin Anan sat down beside him, took a small bite of the sandwich, which was a little hot, so he could only let it cool down first, "Since he can let Rila come to me every winter and summer vacation , I don't think he will let me see Ziqiu."

"Don't speculate on his mind. What did he do to you before, you forgot? Would you like me to review it with you?" Mike teased.

"No." Qin Anan frowned, "I definitely won't go directly to his house to find Ziqiu. I'm not stupid."

"Okay, since you've thought about it, then you can go back to China!" Mike suddenly thought of a question, "You have to tell Xiaohan about this, right? What if Xiaohan doesn't let you go back to China?"

"Do you think my son will stop me?" Qin Anan blinked, not having this trouble at all.

Xiaohan never stopped her from doing anything.

Whenever she decides to do something, Xiaohan basically supports him with all his strength.

Even if there is something Xiaohan doesn't want her to do, Xiaohan just feels unhappy for a while, and then asks her to do it.

Mike couldn't help laughing: "Your son will spoil you!"

"So are you." Qin An'an didn't worry about anything in the past two years, only doing experiments and writing papers with peace of mind, not only because Xiaohan was more sensible, but also because Mike helped her with the trivial matters around her.

Mike's cheeks flushed: "Don't be numb. Did you know that the i-mail box is going to be closed? You must not know it yet! You just got up."

"I got up at two o'clock in the morning to go to the toilet, and I saw it on my mobile phone. I also specially logged into my i-mail and transferred the emails out. There are many emails between me and Professor Hu Qing, which are my precious Memories." Qin Anan picked up the sandwich again, and it was no longer so hot.

The microwave dinged again.

Mike got up from the sofa and went to get her milk.

"Do you know why the i-mail box is closed?" Mike asked.

"Because everyone uses et mailboxes now." Qin Anan replied, "No matter what product, as long as it can't keep up with the development of the times, it will be eliminated. This is the law of the market."

"Well, just a little emotional."

"What are you feeling? Did you set up the i-mail box in the first place?" Qin Anan said casually.

"Not me. My ex."

"Oh... No wonder! Did your ex-wife with a clear mind come to see you later?" Qin Anan teased. JrNovels.com