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"Auntie, we have never resented who, how to understand?"

Qingqing light of a word, completely blocked the mouth of Yang mother.

She opened her mouth for a long time. She couldn't say a word.

"Miss Sun, this is our little wish. Take it and we'll go." Put the bank card gently on the coffee table, Yang's father and his mother winked, and they stood up from the sofa.

Sun Zhenzhen quickly followed up and stood up, "I can't take this, you take it back."

With that, sun Zhenzhen picked up the bank card and handed it back.

"Miss Sun, this is what we give to the child. You can take it. We know that Yang Yilin's bad boy hurt you. We... Also have suffering words.

Sun Zhen really did not speak, or insisted on passing the card, and then toward the sofa behind the serious painting of Molly called.

"Molly, your grandparents are leaving. Go and see them off."

"Good." The little girl put down her brush and ran towards them. She took Su Zhenzhen's finger and looked up at them.

"Grandfather, grandma, don't you eat at Molly's house?"

The little girl is super sensible, and her grandparents call them so close that they easily get the illusion that they know everything.

Yang's mother was so excited that she squatted down slowly and reached out to touch her face.

Finally tangled, or reached back, "tell Grandma, what's your name?"

"My name is Molly. I said that when she gave birth to me, the jasmine flowers in the ward just happened to bloom, so she named me xiaomolli." The little girl has a soft voice and a bright smile.

Yang's mother was immediately infected, and instantly she was smiling, "what a beautiful name."

Yang father saw this scene, the heart is also sour, pulled his wife's arm, "time is not early, go."

"Goodbye to my grandparents." Sun Zhenzhen shook his daughter's small hand and gently reminded him.

The little girl immediately waved her hand cleverly: "goodbye to my grandparents."

The mother and daughter took Yang's father and his mother to the door. They didn't say any unnecessary nonsense. They watched them get on the car across the road, then turned into the yard and closed the door.

Through the window, Yang Yilin finally saw the woman and child he was longing for, and the feeling of depression hit him instantly.

Sun Zhenzhen cut short hair, not the kind of Qier short hair, and enough with boys comparable British short hair, with her cold face, cool.

The little jasmine standing beside her was wearing a pink fluffy skirt and two cute braids. When she tilted her head, she was a fairy.

At a distance of more than ten meters, they were in front of him, but he did not even dare to show his face.

If Sun Zhen really knew that he was in the car, I'm afraid he would move again and change to a place he could never find again?

Although he wanted to get out of the car and rush to their mother and daughter now, he didn't dare.

Seeing sun Zhenzhen close the heavy wooden door, his heart is like being stirred by the meat grinder for thousands of times.

It hurts.

Pain.

When his parents returned to the car, he put away the heartbroken expression on his face and asked calmly: "how about it? What did she say? "

Yang's mother was angry and said, "how can I say it? I won't forgive you in this life."

It's just like he's sitting on his back, but he doesn't want to know.

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