"Bring it, bring it." Yan Luoxi took out the ID card she had carried in a hurry, and presented her hands.
The woman looked at her ID, looked at it carefully, and finally raised her head, staring at Yan Luoyi's face.
Yan Luoxi was dumbfounded by the woman's sorrow, sorrow and joy, and she did something wrong? Is there anything wrong with her face?
She hurriedly stretched out her face, and the bread debris on her mouth fell off. She sneered in apologetic: "I'm sorry, just a lunch downstairs ... Seeing you rented it, I was anxious, so ...
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"Your father is Yan Yongsheng?" The woman looked at Yan Luoyi's strange look, like elusive, and it seemed to be sure.
For many years, no one had started her dad in the face of Yan Luoxi. She nodded subconsciously.
"When you are eight years old, your parents divorce, do you live with your father from now on?"
Yan Luoxi suddenly became alert, but still nodded honestly.
"Success, you are really Yan Luoxi!" The woman's face was pale, and she suddenly grabbed Yan Luoxi's hand. Yan Luoxi obviously felt her entire body, and she couldn't help shaking.
The atmosphere has changed sharply.
What happened! Yan Luoxi looked at the expression of the beautiful woman as if she had changed her face. She greeted her with a kind of difficult expression.
"Runxi, don't you know me anymore, I'm your mother!" The beautiful woman grabbed her hand with excitement, as if she was afraid she suddenly ran away, tears fell down.
Mother!
Yan Luoxi was descended from the sky, the brain that made her brain muddy, and then a blank, a cold sweat in the hot air.
"Moving, my daughter, I think you think so bitter!" The beautiful woman choked from the end of her forbearance. At this moment, she cried out. She suddenly stretched out her arms and hugged Yan Luoxi tightly.
Yan Luoxi was uncomfortable by the sudden hug, her face flushed, her breath was flushed, her breathing was rapid, "Auntie, wait first, wait, wait for her daughter."
The beautiful woman's heartbreaking cry was interrupted by Yan Luoxi's "Aunt '', her face was stiff, and then she lost blood, and a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth," You child, it really takes it
Mom forgot to light! "
Although the situation was a bit suddenly, Yan Luoxi still kept in mind the mission of renting a house. Compared with the excitement of the beautiful woman, she was relatively calm.
Sit, say slowly, okay! "
At this time, the beautiful woman calmed down slightly. A person who was exquisite in the eighth sides of the day was just because it was too excited that it would be a bit abnormal at just now. Listening to Yan Luoxi, she called her aunt, and her heart was poured into a bowl.
Coptis chinensis, miserable.
She nodded and sat on the sofa with Yan Luoxi.
After the two were settled, Yan Luoxi could not help but look up at the beautiful woman in front of her. The impeccable exquisite makeup makes people see her actual age, noble, graceful temperament, so that she cannot make the people in front of her.
The woman who quarreled with Dad daily with his father fourteen years ago was linked to the woman who was spicy, sharp, and the hair emitted.
"Royal, do you have no impression of your mother at all?" Seeing Yan Luoxi looked at her expression, a beautiful woman looked at her expression, and a kind of moving sadness appeared on her face, staring at Yan Luoxi's eyes again
There is a layer of water mist.
"Yes ... a bit impressive." Yan Luoyi smiled and took a closer look. The woman in front of her eyes was somewhat similar to the mother in memory.
"You were born in G City, 22 years old this year, your birthday is March 6 ..." The beautiful woman's chest was undulating, as if there were many words, but I didn't know where to say.
"These ... have these ID cards ..." Yan Luoxi reminded a little unknowingly that she would not be excited because of this sudden mother.
In fact, this does not blame Yan Zuoyu's cold blood, nor is Yan Luoxi who doesn't want a mother, but the sharpening of time. This makes this most intimate and warmer title into a symbol.
The eight -year -old child suddenly lost her mother and immediately became an unreliable grass. The child without a mother was poor enough. Dad died unexpectedly and lived a life under the fence.
The child of the year, in the panic in loneliness, seeing people's face hidden in life.
Yan Luoxi needed the age of the mother most when she mostly needed a mother. Her mother was absent. In the days of countless crazy missing mother, she slowly evolved her love for her mother into grievances, hate, and finally, in the end, in the end, in the end, in the end, in the end, in the end, in the end, in the end, in the end, in the end, in the end, finally, in the end, in the end, in the end, in the end,
Turn to bland, forget.
Fourteen years of time are like an arrow, she is used to gap in her mother's position.
She forgot the beauty and warmth that her mother represented, so suddenly someone said to herself today that she is her own mother. She is a bit unacceptable, and she is even more awkward. She is unwilling to accept.
In fact, Yan Luoxi was vaguely realized in the morning that 90 % of the woman in front of him was the biological mother he hadn't seen for many years -he had no wealth, and he was obviously rich and powerful, unless
She is not normal, otherwise anyone will be idle, and recognize her daughter to play casually!
The beautiful woman's throat was stagnant, and there was a burst of suffering in her mouth, "My name is Xue Liping." Then, took out the ID card from the bag and handed it to Yan Luoxi.
The wine is like life, and my dad and I last fought for the last time. He beat me into serious injuries. After being admitted to the hospital for more than a month, after discharge, we proceeded to divorce ... "
"Ah ... I remembered ... you are ... you are ..." Yan Luoyi waved his hands, interrupted Xue Liping’s memories, so she was unwilling to think of the past.
She was in a hurry before she said it.
"Success, you admit that I am your mother!" Xue Liping was surprised and reached out to hold Yan Luoxi again.
People who are so big, what are you hugging!
Although Yan Luoxi confirmed that this woman was her own mother, the person in front of her was just a stranger in her memory. Their feelings were not enough to make them intimate.
Yan Luoxi didn't like her enthusiastic expression of emotional ways like her, and she dodged slightly backwards. "Acknowledged, I admit it, just sorry ..."
"You child, say something sorry to me." Xue Liping took back his arms embarrassingly and gave up the idea of hugging Yan Luoxi.
The baby in it.
But looking at Yan Luoxi's expression, she was sad, knowing that she had missed the opportunity to be close to her daughter, and it was not easy to repair it again.