Facing the question of a three-year-old, Yang Yilin was speechless.
Yes, Sun Zhen is really angry with him. How could he take them back?
"Daddy, why do you bully Ma Ma?" The little girl was very clever. She didn't ask what happened between them, but directly asked him why she bullied Ma Ma.
Yang Yilin's lips wriggled, and once again he couldn't say a word.
Indeed, it's his son of a bitch who completely touches sun Zhenzhen's bottom line, so that she can leave with her daughter in a rage.
It's all his fault, it's all his fault!
"Daddy knows that he is wrong. He will correct it later and promise to treat you and Ma Ma well."
Zheng for a few seconds, look depressed he moved the corners of his mouth, finally said this.
"Really?" The little girl looked at him askew as if she didn't believe it.
"Really, daddy promise." At this time, how many vows are powerless. Only actions can prove that he really realized his mistake this time. He wants to recover and correct.
"That's good. I'll give you a numb call. Please move her with your true feelings." The little girl blinked the big, angel like eyes and decided to help him.
The little girl also wants to have a happy family of three together, so she wants to help him. Whether Ma Ma can forgive him or not depends on his ability.
Yang Yilin listened to his daughter's words and immediately put out his eyes, "Molly, daddy loves you."
"Daddy, don't be happy too early. Ma Ma is really angry this time. I don't think it's so easy to coax. You must cheer up!" The little girl gave him a sign of cheering and said to him in a cute voice.
"Good, good, daddy must come on, pick you up and Ma Ma go home early." Yang Yilin was a little excited, his eyes were a little red, and suddenly he felt lost and recovered.
"Daddy, you can write down the number of Ma Ma's cell phone. I don't need to teach you what to do next." The little girl's flat mouth, a young and mature look, that little expression is learned from Mo Yuchen.
Why does Yang Yilin feel that he can't live by doing his own evil deeds.
"Daddy knows what to do. Molly, please tell Daddy the numb number." Worried that sun Zhenzhen in the room would come out, Yang Yilin was always worried. He looked at the door several times with uneasy eyes, eager to calculate sun Zhenzhen's phone number.
"Daddy, you remember, oh, 13..." "
" Molly, have dinner. "
Before the little girl could recite the phone number, a thin figure appeared at the door of the room. Yang Yilin, who was so scared that he was lying on the wall, immediately turned back and hid.
Hearing this, the little girl looked at the numbness at the door of the room. She thought it was exposed and was going to be criticized.
"Come on."
It was not until she saw Ma Ma wave to her again that the little girl looked at the wall with a hollow heart and found that daddy had disappeared. She took a deep breath, patted her little chest and ran out towards Ma Ma happily.
"What are you playing outside?"
During a meal, sun Zhenzhen has adjusted her emotional state. No matter what happened between her and Yang Yilin, it should not affect the growth of her children.
She smiled and pinched her daughter's little face. She asked softly.
Little Molly's big and astute eyes turned, pretending that nothing had happened. She said: "I'm watching ants move..."