Ling Wanxing looked at the gentle and elegant Su Wantong for a moment, and sighed subconsciously, "you can understand."
Hearing this, Su Wantong dropped his eyes steeply, his eyes covered with disappointment and ridicule.
She turned and left without saying a word. When she walked out of the master bedroom, a tear suddenly fell from the corner of her eye.
The weak, always like to use tears to vent their pain.
Su Wantong, 37, has a strong hatred for her character for the first time.
If she could be stronger and cry when she was wronged, wouldn't Ling Wanxing ignore her feelings so much?
Just because she loves deeply, does she deserve to bear these grievances and contempt?!
Su Wantong steps disorderly to the kitchen downstairs. When she steps down the steps, she steps in a trance and accidentally wrists her ankle.
She sat down on the corner, holding the cloth on her chest, tears pouring down.
In this quiet night, Su Wantong sat in the corner of the stairs, crying depressed and sad.
I don't know how long later, she stumbled to the living room, found the mobile phone left on the sofa, and opened the address book with trembling fingertips.
At the bottom of the page, Su Wantong hesitated for a long time, and finally dialed the number he had not contacted in 20 years.
When the phone was connected, the strange and familiar voice made her wet her eyes again, "brother..."
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The next morning, Ling Zihuan and Huo Yun sat in the kitchen early.
The eyes of the two little girls were covered with indigo, and they sat beside each other with a tired look.
Last night, Ling Zihuan told huoyun the truth of the matter.
Although it sounds a bit scary, Huo Yun has a strong ability to accept it. After a while, she pulls Ling Zihuan to discuss the countermeasures.
Huo Zhuyan is her aunt, but if she really wants to be bad for Huanhuan, Huo Yun will not sit back and ignore her.
In this way, the two of them talked until midnight before they went to bed. When they woke up in the morning, they had two dark circles under their eyes.
"Huanhuan, why don't I accompany you to work from today on?
Anyway, I have won the Taekwondo champion. If there is any emergency, I can protect you! "
Huo Yun wholeheartedly want to protect her little cousin Huanhuan, said nothing can let her encounter danger.
Hearing this, Ling Zihuan shook his head in bad spirits. "No, I'm with my second uncle during the day. It won't be dangerous."
"But..."
Huo Yun wants to say something else. At this time, she stops talking when she hears the footsteps outside the door.
Outside the kitchen, Su Wantong appears gracefully.
Ling Zihuan turns her eyes with a milk cup. When she sees her, she is surprised and exclaims, "Mommy, you are so beautiful today!"
Su Wantong, who is walking slowly, is wearing a dark red body wrapped skirt today. She has a delicate figure, especially with light makeup on her face, picturesque eyebrows and bright eyes.
A gentle woman like her, after carefully dressing, is full of the charm of a mature woman.
Su Wan Tong with light makeup to cover up his haggard, hear Ling Zihuan praise, smile, "really good-looking?"
Ling Zihuan thumbed up and nodded, "Mommy, it's so beautiful! If I were a man, I would marry you! "
Huo Yun also a face surprised ground voice echo: "aunt, if I were a man, I would fall in love with you!"
Ling Wanxing also happens to be behind Su Wantong