Attracted by the contents of his phone, the original vision outside the window slowly turned.
She listened quietly to his conversation with her grandfather, and did not speak carefully until he hung up.
"My mother's illness?" I haven't called her this name in three years. Suddenly, I made her not adapt to it. After stuttering for a while, I finally asked her.
Yesterday, she learned that she had been stolen from her home by bad people from a few months after she was born. So for more than 20 years, her mother's health has been very bad. This time, she has been walking for three years. It can be imagined how much she has been hit.
Sharp stabbing pain, she looked at the man with a sad face.
Look at her worried look, warm big palm gently fell on her shoulder, patted, comforted: "don't worry, believe mother see you, any disease is good."
Mrs. Long is suffering from a heart attack. Now she has come back, I believe she can recover most of it.
She still had a tangled expression, and there was a gloom between her eyebrows. After a few seconds, she began carefully, "can we go to see my mother first? I'll draw when I get back in the evening. "
Junrong raised a faint smile, fell on her shoulder hand gently touched her back brain spoon, cherished: "of course."
With a gentle look at her, Lord Moyan lowered the partition and ordered the driver to turn around and go to the presidential palace.
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presidential palace.
The arrival of Mo yanjue and Mu Qiqi made long Aofeng, the president, cry with joy.
One is that her daughter finally came to see them. The other is that her daughter has come back. Her illness should be cured.
Yesterday he came back from Linhai manor to tell his wife that their daughter had come back, but no matter what he said, the lady didn't believe it.
She thinks that the whole family is lying to her... To say the best, to say the best, but she just holds a doll and mumbles to herself, saying that the doll is her daughter.
He saw the pain in his eyes, and he was just trying to call Mo yanjue to ask about his daughter. If he could, he would take his daughter back. Before he could make the call, the two of them would come. Would he not be happy?
"Come in, come in!" Long Aofeng was so excited that he asked his daughter and son-in-law to go to the living room.
"Dad, Qiqi is here to see mom." Mo yanjue pulls Mu Qiqi's hand all the way. He doesn't go to the living room. He says directly.
One day, long Aofeng's daughter came to see his wife. She was even more excited and didn't know what to do. She can't listen to anything now. I told her that Qiqi has come back. She doesn't believe it. She barely sleeps after holding the doll for a whole night. "Br >
she said that. Her rich face is frowning, and the wrinkles don't know when they quietly climb up his forehead.
Muqiqi was quietly following after moyanjue. After hearing his father's words, his small hand was tightly held by him.
My mother even thought of the doll as her... There was a sour feeling in her heart, the pace of her steps was naturally unstable, and she was also confused about the meeting between her mother and daughter.
She didn't know what was coming to meet her, so she got nervous.
Feeling the wet sweat on the palm of her hand, Mo yanjue turned to look at her and said in her ear, "don't be afraid, there is me."