LAN Enron's performance was generous, and he was not unwilling at all.

LAN Tingyun's heart was hot: "Enron, you..."

LAN Enron said to LAN Tingyun with an admiring face: "I believe my father will not harm me. My father is our big tree and holds up a sky for us."

"Good, good, good daughter, don't worry, dad will make you beautiful."

LAN Tingyun looked at her daughter with clear eyes in front of her painfully. She felt unspeakable pain in her heart. At the same time, she was proud of having such a sensible daughter.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yanshan almost vomited blood in anger.

Today, when she heard that her eldest brother had brought LAN Enron back, she came nonstop to try to stir up the relationship between their father and daughter.

As a result, stealing chicken can not erode rice, which makes the relationship between their father and daughter closer.

Xu Yanshan pinched the palm of her hand hard, but she smiled on her face and said softly, "when I came today, I was afraid that Enron would make my eldest brother angry. Now I'm relieved to see that the eldest brother's family has such a good relationship."

"But second aunt, why don't I think you're very happy?" LAN Enron put away his smile and looked at Xu Yanshan coldly.

"Why, how could it be? Of course, it's too late for my second aunt to be happy." Xu Yanshan smiled awkwardly, "then I won't disturb your family reunion. I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

LAN Enron looked at Xu Yanshan's back and pulled a sneer from the corners of her mouth.

In the last life, Xu Yanshan seemed to be close to herself, praised herself and treated herself well, but in fact she had been conniving at her and teaching her lawlessness.

No matter what she did, Xu Yanshan praised her, so that she finally became blind, arrogant and arrogant, and did all kinds of irreparable mistakes.

Since she has the chance to live a life again, of course, she can't let go of these crafty villains so easily.

She must let them taste the suffering she had suffered.

But before that

"Dad, let's go to the hospital to see my mother. I haven't seen her."

LAN Enron said cautiously.

"Ah? Yes, yes, but you just came back. Don't you have a rest?" LAN Tingyun looked at her lovely daughter in front of her.

Of course, he also wanted to see his mother safely, but he was afraid that she was too tired to bear this kind of back and forth, so he didn't mention it all the time.

"It's okay, Dad. I'm in good health. I just want to see my mother earlier."

LAN Enron said with a smile.

"I'll go too. I also want to see my mother." LAN Yanran suddenly stood up and said.

"Yan Ran, can your feet?" LAN Tingyun looked at his feet and frowned.

"It's all right, Dad. You and Yanran are waiting for me here. I'll be right back."

LAN Enron turned and ran upstairs. Just when she and Yanran went to her bedroom, they left her small backpack there.

A few minutes later, LAN Enron ran down with her small bag on her back and a small white box in his hand.

She knelt on one knee in front of LAN Yanran, carefully put Yan Ran's feet on her knees, then dug a small piece of green paste from the white box in her hand, and gently applied it on Yan Ran's ankles.

"This is the ointment given to me by the people in the village. It's specially used to treat falls and sprains. It's especially easy to use."

LAN Enron explained softly while slowly rubbing his hand around Yan Ran's ankle.

"Yan Ran, try it and see if it still hurts?"

LAN Yanran stood up suspiciously, slowly put his feet on the ground and stepped on it gently

"It doesn't hurt, Dad. My feet don't hurt. My sister's ointment is very useful."

LAN Tingyun looks at LAN Enron with some complicated eyes. Her daughter has brought so many surprises to her today.

"OK, let's go to see mom now."

meanwhile.

"My subordinates are incompetent, but I still haven't found the man named 'zero'."

The man lowered his head and said in some frustration.

"Keep looking."

The man's eyebrows are clear and meaningful. A pair of peach blossom eyes are slightly picked up, revealing light brown pupils with a few inexplicable smells.

"Yes."

The visitor didn't say much. He owed himself slightly and left.

"I said, Lord Rong, are you still looking for the 'zero'? It's been several years? It may have passed away?"

There was a careless voice nearby. Looking for prestige, there stood a young man in his twenties with coquettish hair dyed with a wisp of silver. On his left ear, a Black Earring glittered.

"Impossible." The man responded in a flat tone.

"Why?" The coquettish man asked angrily.

"Because his eyes look very bright."

One more thing, he didn't say.

For no reason, he subconsciously felt that the man was younger than his age.

"All right, you're the master. You're right. Hey, where are you going?" The coquettish man looked at the man opposite and stood up. He couldn't help asking.

"Hospital."

……

Mrs. Lan's ward is in the VIP ward area on the 13th floor.

LAN Tingyun took her two daughters all the way up and soon came to Mrs. Lan's ward door.

"Dad, you go first with your brother. I, I want to go to the bathroom."

LAN Enron suddenly said.

LAN Tingyun didn't think much, but casually replied, "OK, go and come back. We're waiting for you in your mother's ward."

LAN Enron looked at the figure of his father and brother pushing the door in, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

In fact, she didn't really want to go to the bathroom. She just stood at the door of her mother's ward and suddenly felt that she had no face to see her.

So a gentle woman, but she

Standing in front of the makeup mirror in the bathroom, LAN Enron was distracted.

She pursed her lips, poured some cold water on her face, felt the slightest coolness, and she slowly calmed down.

She's back. She's no longer the bewitched bastard daughter she used to be.

Mother really loves her, and she will never live up to her mother's kindness.

LAN Enron's eyes were firm. He quickly cleaned himself up and adjusted himself to the best state. Only then did he walk gracefully and calmly towards Mrs. Lan's ward.

But without taking two steps, I saw a man walking straight in her direction.

The man is tall and straight, with cold outline and strong facial features, dark hair and eyebrows, but his skin is cold white color, the radian of the bridge of his nose is very beautiful, a pair of peach blossom eyes are stained with cold, and his light red thin lips are tightly pursed.

It's Mo Jinrong.