President's Substitute Wife

Hearing this, I was very nervous and got up and ran outside the restaurant!

As soon as I ran out of the restaurant, I saw Lester standing in the corridor.

Sean was squatting next to him.

I approached and heard Sean say, “what’s your name? Where are your parents? Are you lost?”

Lester shook his head and said nothing, but he held Sean’s arm in one hand and his eyes were red.

I didn’t know if it was the so-called family relationship.

As I hesitated to move forward, Ming’s voice sounded behind me, “Sean.”

Lester and Sean looked at us at the same time.

Maybe their movements were too similar. They were obviously large and small versions.

Though Lester didn’t look like Sean, his face was exactly the same as Sean.

“Mom.” Lester called me first. He pointed to Sean and said, “he’s the uncle I met in my dream.”

Sean realized something when he heard Lester call me mom.

He paused. The next second he pulled his hand out of Lester’s arm. He stood up and said coldly to me, “pay attention to your child next time. I have something else to do, so I’ll go first.”

Lester looked disappointed when he saw Sean leave with such a cold attitude.

Although I didn’t know why Lester dreamed of Sean, he must be disappointed with Sean’s attitude.

In my heart, I wished Sean could stay with Lester a little longer.

At this time, I saw Cindy coming out of a box in front of me. She saw us and didn’t greet Sean directly. She said hello to Ming first, “you are here, uncle.”

“Yes.” Ming came up to me and put his hand on my shoulder and said, “I’m here to eat with my fiancee.”

I was a little nervous when his hand touched my shoulder.

By this time, Sean had come to Cindy’s side. He turned and saw Ming’s hand resting on my shoulder. He looked a little impatient.

He said to Cindy, “let’s go in.”

and said to Lester,

said, “Mom,

that uncle. How could you dream of

It was not normal.

I couldn’t explain much to Lester, so I could only say that.

Lester looked at me.

He looked disappointed.

“Yes.” I picked Lester up. “Let’s go. That

the little girl, Lester’s eyes lit up. He put his arm

He was willing to leave with me.

we went back, the

They went to the children’s playground

I finished eating and went to Lester, the little girl’s parents stood by and were ready to pick her up.

I took a look at the little

“Linda!”

I had no intention of hiding my identity.

to see me and was confused, “you are...”

“June!”

said

looked at me carefully and said incredibly, “June? Why

“It’s a long story.”

seen each other for many years and had a lot to say. We

with Lester. Lester sat in Ming’s car and tilted his head and asked me, “Mom, aren’t you Becky? Why did you say

“That’s my old name. Now that you know it, promise me you

I looked

with his hand. “Don’t worry! I’m sure I

you.” I patted Lester

was November 11th. It was Ming’s

searched on my computer for a birthday present that

opened the web page,

knew it was

the phone and immediately heard his soft voice, “what are you

surfing the Internet.”

I replied simply.

tapped the mouse. I was looking for some valuable suggestions from netizens.

“Are you

asked