Finally, both she and her mother came to their senses, so they darkly left City A, left all their memories, and started their new lives with a guilty feeling...
But now, she could clearly hear the voice of the woman who was only a few meters away from her. It was definitely Aunt Huanyan's voice.
This voice gave her the warmest comfort during her most lonely and helpless girlhood.
At that time, she told herself that if she likes someone, she should walk up to him bravely, that if she likes someone, she should work hard to be gentle to him, that she would accompany her to pick out a dress for the prom, and that she would tell herself stories.
Aunt Huanyan is actually the perfect woman in her heart, gentle, kind and intelligent.
How much she wanted to be a woman like her, but maybe it wasn't possible.
I don't have that kind of gentleness, nor do I have that kind of character that understands flowers.
She's just a reckless fool...
At that time, Jasmine wanted to stand up. She wanted to walk over and say to Aunt Huanyan, Auntie, do you still remember me? I am Jasmine...
But she grabbed her hand tightly and told herself not to act rashly. They had not contacted her for a long time, and they did not know that she had returned to City A. Now that she came out impulsively, it seemed rude.
And I was in such a bad mood today. I seemed to have cried just now, with tears in the corners of my eyes, and was drinking again. My father has told girls many times not to drink. Going out like this will only make them worried...
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Soon, she heard the little girl's delicate voice acting coquettishly: "Mom, tell me, you say at home all day long that Bao'er is the most beautiful girl in the world, a little princess, so what about this grand star on TV?
Miss, is she as beautiful as Bao'er? Tell me quickly. Tell me quickly."
When Jasmine heard this voice, she couldn't help but feel very complicated.
She had heard about her father and Aunt Huanyan's daughter before. She would be eleven or twelve years old this year. Her name was Situ Baoer. She was said to be very beautiful.
Jasmine saw her photo once, but didn't remember it clearly. She is the daughter of her father and Aunt Huanyan, how could she not be beautiful?
But listening to her sweet voice, I feel like I was myself many years ago.
Speaking of which, girls aged eleven or twelve would generally not talk like this...
Over there, Huanyan watched her daughter fussing in front of her, insisting that she was more beautiful than Miss Sheng on the screen, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Although she and her husband dote on their daughter at home, this is a public place after all.
Speaking of which, this sushi restaurant is not very high-end. I would not normally come to a place like this. However, Baoer heard from one of her friends that it was very delicious and authentic, so she and her husband took it for the first time.
The children come here to eat together.
Her fifteen-year-old son Situ Zhen was still alive at first, but she got a little angry and had no choice but to follow him.
At this moment, he was looking helplessly at his sister acting coquettishly and cutely.
Huanyan couldn't help but cough lightly: "Okay, okay, Bao'er, Bao'er, you are the most beautiful little princess in mother's heart, okay, let's eat quickly."
She thought it would be better to settle Bao'er down quickly, otherwise if the people next door heard her, they would definitely say they were uneducated.
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