"This must be the young lady, right? There are many words," He Yun guessed, looking at Song Zixin.
"That's right! This is Song Zixin. Sister He can just call her Zixin!" Zhuo Yifan nodded quickly and said.
"You guys really match each other. Then these girls are..." He Yun couldn't help but praise. Zhuo Yifan and Song Zixin were really talented men and beautiful women. But soon her eyes were caught by Xia Yun Jemev behind them.
The green smoke also attracted her, especially the pregnant Xia Yun, which made her slightly surprised.
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but blush, and he didn't know how to explain it at the moment!
"You have to ask him about this! Xiaofan... is brave enough to take responsibility. Isn't it too late to be shy now?" Zhuo Wenhui couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckled.
Zhuo Yifan scratched his head awkwardly and smiled sheepishly at He Yun:
When He Yun heard this, her eyes widened immediately. Although Zhuo Yifan didn't say it explicitly, she probably guessed something from Zhuo Wenhui's words. Could these three women also have some kind of relationship with Zhuo Yifan?
many words
Looking at this strange combination of men and four women, He Yun felt that his brain was a little out of order! How could Song Zixin agree to Zhuo Yifan's "chaos"?
"Hello, Sister He!" The three girls also greeted He Yun politely.[
"Hello!" He Yun finally came back to her senses, but her smile looked a little forced. She was still a little confused about the situation!
Zhuo Yifan knew that Sister He must have regarded this girl Xia Qing as his girlfriend, and he wanted to explain it, but it was a bit of a cover-up. Besides, that girl Xia Qing would probably be taken in by him. If you misunderstand, just misunderstand it.
.Maybe it won’t be a misunderstanding in a few days!
"Sister He, you came out, what will our mother do?" Zhuo Wenhui asked at this time.
"Don't worry, miss. Madam's complexion has improved a lot in the past six months, and she has become more and more energetic. She probably knew that the young master was coming back, so her health has gradually improved. In addition, the old man before him came here
I've checked Madam's body, she's fine now, and is busy cooking New Year's Eve dinner for you at home!" He Yun explained with a smile.
"Really? Then I'm relieved! Let's go back quickly, don't keep mom waiting!" Zhuo Wenhui nodded with relief, and then urged everyone.
"Then get in the car quickly! There are not many cars on the road today, and we will be home soon!" He Yun greeted everyone.
Half an hour later, He Yun drove the white business car and took Zhuo Yifan and his party to a villa community. Compared with Zhuo Yifan's villa in the capital, the environment here is a bit different.
Even worse. As soon as the car entered the community, Zhuo Yifan sensed the presence of many innate masters around him, and his heart suddenly moved.
Those auras must come from the masters of the Zhuo family. They should be the ones responsible for protecting his mother!
Not long after, the car stopped in front of a three-story villa. After He Yun put Zhuo Yifan and others out of the car, he drove the car to the garage in the backyard and parked it.
Xie Dongting took out the house key, opened the outermost door, and then led everyone into the villa.
"Are you ready?" Standing at the door of the villa, Xie Dongting turned around and asked Zhuo Yifan before opening the door.
Zhuo Yifan didn't know how to answer at this time. Preparation? He had been preparing for twenty years! He was finally going to see his mother. You can imagine the excitement in his heart. Zhuo Yifan had already thought about several ways after meeting.
Perhaps, he thought he was well prepared mentally. But here and now, standing at the door of his villa, he hesitated, so nervous that his palms were sweating.
At this moment, a small hand stretched out and grabbed Zhuo Yifan's big hand tightly.
Zhuo Yifan shuddered and looked sideways in surprise, only to see Song Zixin clinging to his side, smiling brightly at him, as if to cheer him up.
Zhuo Yifan felt warm in his heart, as if he suddenly had the courage to defeat everything. A smile appeared on his face, but he felt the warmth Song Zixin brought to him in his heart! [
"Yeah!" Then Zhuo Yifan turned his head and nodded firmly to Xie Dongting.
Xie Dongting then opened the door and walked straight into the villa.
Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath, held Song Zixin's little hand and followed him in. As soon as he entered the villa, Zhuo Yifan saw that the dining table on one side of the living room was already filled with a large table of exquisite
The dishes. Looking at the steam rising from the top, it is obvious that they have just been cooked.
This situation, even though I did not see the person I thought about day and night, and it was somewhat different from the situation I had imagined, it still made Zhuo Yifan feel like tears filled his eyes. When he was young,
I also wanted to get maternal love, and I also wanted to come home after school every day like other children and eat hot, fragrant meals cooked by my mother. Although this meal was twenty years late, it was very important to Zhuoyi.
Generally speaking, it seems so luxurious!
"Who is it?" At this moment, a woman's questioning voice came from the kitchen on the other side of the restaurant. Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron hurriedly walked out of the kitchen.
.
"Mom, we're back!" Xie Dongting said to the middle-aged woman with a smile and nod.
But the middle-aged woman seemed as if she had not heard anything. She seemed to be petrified. She stood there with a pair of big but not so bright eyes, looking straight at Zhuo Yifan, and never looked away again.
Second.
"Mom, what's wrong with you? We brought Xiaofan back!" Upon seeing this, Zhuo Wenhui's face changed slightly, and she quickly stepped forward to support Zhuo's mother, forcing out a smile while explaining.
Observing the mother's expression.
"Xiao...Xiaofan?" Zhuo's mother seemed to have regained her composure and murmured softly, but her eyes were still fixed on Zhuo Yifan.
Zhuo Wenhui felt her mother's body begin to tremble slightly, as if she was excited, but also as if she was about to cry. There was obviously a trace of mist in the eyes that had long lost the look of their youth, as if they were about to gather.
Generally in drops.
In fact, Zhuo Yifan's reaction at this time was not much better than that of Zhuo's mother. He froze in place for several seconds, and Song Zixin could feel Zhuo Yifan's breathing becoming rapid and heavy.
.
The mother and son looked at each other quietly like this. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The atmosphere seemed a bit depressing and dull. Others present wanted to say something, but they did not dare to speak to break the dialogue between the mother and son.
See.
"Xiaofan...are you really Xiaofan? Are you my son?" I don't know how long it took, Zhuo's mother suddenly became excited, and the tears that had been accumulated for a long time in her eyes could not help but fall down.
He came down, his hands were trembling, and he stretched out towards Zhuo Yifan, as if he wanted to hug him.
Zhuo Yifan moved his lips. He wanted to call out "Mom" at this moment, but it was so difficult for him. It was as if there was a fish bone stuck in his throat, making him unable to make any sound.
You could see his Adam's apple moving, and his eyes were already moist.
