Chapter 1793

At this time, Mu Yi heard Huo Yun's inquiry, eyes silent a lot, "we are all orphans, homeless."

Huo Yun's heart, suddenly a quiver, said a sentence sorry, some chagrin ground don't open a face.

So he's an orphan.

It's no wonder that the whole person is exposed to the cold air of strangers. Maybe he has never experienced the warmth of his family since he was a child, so he has developed such a character.

Huo Yun leaned back in her chair and looked out of the window.

How can she feel a little distressed for this piece of wood!

How strange!

……

In less than half an hour, Ling Zihuan and his party arrived at Beicheng old street.

As soon as she got out of the car, she began to look around. In front of her eyes, there were several intricate streets and alleys with a sense of vicissitudes of history written everywhere.

She likes this kind of simplicity with a sense of age, which seems to cross the boundaries of time and space.

"Huanhuan, there are so many people here, don't run around!"

At this time, Su Wan Tong came to Ling Zihuan's side and whispered.

Although there are bodyguards around, but the little girl is too jumping off the behavior, sometimes it is inevitable that they can not take into account.

Hearing this, Ling Zihuan cleverly took her hand and pointed to the front, "Mommy, let's go to the front to have a look. There seems to be a specialty store there. Maybe there's something delicious."

"Good." Su Wan Tong smiles and agrees, and turns back to remind Qiao Mu and Huo Yun and others not to leave.

At this point, a group of people across the street, ear also from time to time came Ling Zihuan cheering.

There are a lot of people in the old streets of Beicheng. It's not a spacious street. Pedestrians rub shoulders.

Mu Yi and Huo Yun walk behind and carefully block the friction between pedestrians for Huo Yun.

Not far ahead is Suzhou embroidery village.

Su Wan Tong and Ling Zihuan walk out of the specialty store, overlooking the familiar plaque of Su xiuzhuang, the pace can not help but pause in the same place.

At that time, if she didn't leave Longhuai, maybe she is also the best embroiderer in Suzhou embroidery village.

She has no other hobbies, but she likes weaving and embroidery very much under the influence of her family.

"Mommy, what are you looking at?"

Ling Zihuan sees Su Wantong's concentration and looks forward on tiptoe.

Just at this time, in the crowd, from the front of Suzhou embroidery village, there are two figures pacing out from inside.

Although there were many pedestrians, the woman's wine red dress stood out in the sun.

Including the men around her, she is also tall and handsome, noble and steady.

Su Wan Tong accidentally bent up the corners of his lips, and Ling Zihuan's gaze fell on them.

"Bang, bad luck!"

The little girl murmured, pulling Su Wan Tong to go to other alleys.

Huo Zhuyan and his father came out of Suzhou embroidery village together. What's the matter!

The distance between them is only tens of meters away.

Qiao Mu naturally saw this scene.

He picked the tip of his brow, looked at Ling Wanxing across the air, and silently lit a candle for him.

Can really be his good big brother, to create a chance for him, but the result of Huo Zhuyan to bring!

Death is not enough, is it?!

Qiao Mu shakes his head and sighs. Seeing that Ling Zihuan and Su Wantong have turned around, he keeps up with them.

It just happened——

"Tong Tong?"

A call mixed with surprise came from the noisy street.

As they followed, they saw a man about thirty-five years old standing behind them.

Su Wan Tong looked at each other in consternation. After many years, her childish face made her trance for a long time.

Su's family friend, Ji's eldest son, Ji Beicheng.