She has a happy family now, and she doesn't want to punish herself with the mistakes of the previous generation.
"Aren't you married to Zhang Jun? How could it be like this again? "
"After your mother died and you were sent away, Zhang Jun left. When I went back, I lost his news. I met him again. A few years later, he and Jiang Hong were married."
"You don't understand me. You and Zhang Jun are husband and wife. How did he marry Jiang Hong?"
"Your father and I didn't get the license at all at that time. We just set up a banquet. We want to get the license again on Valentine's day. Who would have expected that would happen later? Legally speaking, we are not legal couples, so he married Jiang Hong and didn't commit the crime of bigamy."
Song Xiaoluo also thinks that fate makes people, too many coincidences make them meet, and they come together to make a tragedy.
"Don't you know it's shameful to get involved in other people's marriage? In ancient times, people would throw eggs and leaves. "
"However, it's really impossible to say about feelings. I still have feelings with him." Song Xiaoluo is willing to talk more about her and Zhang Jun. she hangs her head.
Leng Yanran could see that she was struggling, too. "He and Zhang Xue, Jiang Hong's daughter, are more than one year old apart from me. Do you know what that means?"
It means that Zhang Jun and Jiang Hong got on well soon after he left.
"But shall we not say it?"
"Well, that's what you want to say." Cold Yan Ran stands out.
"However, I know my request is shameless, but I really can't help it. The baby is ill now, only you can save her. Please look at our poor blood relationship to save him. We will be grateful to you all our lives. " Song Xiaoluo's tearful way.
"Even if you make it clear, I don't want to have a relationship with you. I'll take it as if I'm listening to a story, and I'll let it go." Cold Yan Ran face, resolute attitude.
"However, let's think about it again. We have been waiting for the right bone marrow, but after two years, we still haven't found it. I'm afraid that the baby will not be able to survive if he is ill. Would you please help us?" "I don't know how shameless you are to open this mouth to me. You haven't done any responsibility to me. Now, with that little kinship, you naturally ask for me. Do you know how to write "cheeky"? I tell you, I'm not obliged to help you
Song Xiaoluo stands up and kneels down directly to lengyanran.
Cold Yan Ran's face sank. "What are you doing? Get up. "
Song Xiaoluo shakes his head and tightly holds lengyanran's hand. Lengyanran can't shake it off.
"However, I know I shouldn't do it. It's hard for you. But I really can't help it. If you don't want our relatives, you will treat us as strangers. You just help a child who has nothing to do with you. You should do a good job yourself. "
"I'm not Lei Feng, I'm not that great."
Cold Yan ran cold hum.
The people around cast strange eyes at them, cold and sweet, and they don't move. They look like strangers are not allowed to enter.
"If you want to kneel, kneel well and enjoy yourself."
Leng Yanran pulls up Ye Yue and is ready to go out. Song Xiaoluo looks at their backs and cries.
The truth has been exposed, but it is also so determined. It seems that it is really out of the question.
What to do, what to do with her son.
Song Xiaoluo stands up in grief.
At this time, she saw the leaves go back and stood in front of her.
"Master Ye." She exclaimed in surprise.
"If you have a little conscience, don't disturb my wife. She is not fit for bone marrow transplantation because of her bad health and a lot of problems." The more light the leaves.
"But what's the matter?" Song Xiaoluo asked nervously.
Ye Yue didn't elaborate, just said: "her body has been bad since childhood. When she was abandoned, it was a big winter, and almost died of freezing."
Leave this sentence, ye Yue also left.
Song Xiaoluo covers her mouth and tears silently.
"Husband, what do you say to her?" Leng Yanran looks at Ye Yue curiously.
"What else can it be? Take a stand. We won't donate bone marrow."
"Well."
Leng Yanran starts the car and is ready to leave.
At this time, a small figure rushed over, "sister, sister, do you want to go?"
Leng Yanran looked at the little red faced child, and finally couldn't bear to say, "I'm leaving. Go to find your mother."
"Sister, if my mother does something that makes you unhappy, I apologize for her. Don't blame her, will you?" The baby looks up.
"Baby, it's between adults. You're a child, you don't understand."
"Elder sister, I understand. I want to apologize for doing something wrong. I'm sorry, elder sister." The baby said and bowed to the car.
He didn't know what happened between his mother and his sister, but he knew it must be her mother who did something wrong to make her sister angry.
Lengyanran's pupils shrunk a little. The child is really sensible and heartbreaking. "Don't stand by the road, go to find the nanny aunt quickly."
"OK, goodbye, sister. You need to wear more clothes when it's cold." The little one reminded me.
Leng Yanran drove the car away all the time, and saw that the little guy was waving his little hand hard all the time, with loss on his little face, looking reluctant to part with him.
This child, is a heartache.
If he was not the illegitimate son of Zhang Jun and song Xiaoluo, that would be great.
Ye Yue receives all the subtle expressions of lengyanran. This girl is soft hearted after all. I can't see any child wronged.
If I don't see this child, I think it's OK for her to do nothing, but how can I feel at ease when I see it.
"However, if you want to help that child, I can help. I'll ask my uncle to help pay attention all over the world to see if there is a match in the bone marrow library. I think there will always be hope. The baby's condition is not so urgent, you can wait. "
"Will it bother people?"
"No, it's just a matter of words. Their family is a medical family, and generations of people are doctors. They are still influential in this respect."
"Well, watch out for the baby. He's not guilty." Leng Yanran finally decides to take a step back.
Song Xiaoluo came out of the coffee house in a daze. He saw his son waving his small hand and hugging him tightly.
"Baby."
"What's the matter with you, mom?"
"Nothing. It's cold outside. Let's go home."
"Didn't dad say he would come back at noon? Why don't you come? "
"My father is delayed, but I will come to accompany you for dinner in the evening. You are good." "I see." The baby hugs song Xiaoluo's neck.