He should obviously have seen Yi Ningxiu as well. The two of them looked so similar, it was impossible for Su Yue not to know who Yi Ningxiu was.
But he didn't react at all.
He just stayed with Su Qianqian quietly, treating them as strangers.
This child was too calm and indifferent. Looking at him, she seemed to see Yi Ningxiu from the past.
But at that time, Yi Ningxiu didn't have such inhuman eyes...
This is her grandson. She wants to hug him so much. This is the child born to her daughter!
But she didn't dare, didn't even dare to speak, didn't dare let Su Qianqian discover her existence.
What she once did has now become a gap between them, and even if she wants to, the other party is not willing to let her cross it.
She stood there hesitantly, watching Su Qianqian lead Su Yue farther and farther away, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and chased after her.
Her small leather shoes made a thumping sound on the hard cement road. Mrs. Yi shouted softly three or four meters away from her: "Qianqian!"
Her heart was beating violently, and the name that had been lingering in her mouth for five years finally had the opportunity to call out in front of that person, but she did not feel relaxed at all.
She looked at her back and felt extremely scared. She had never been so scared in her life.
Su Qianqian took Su Yue's hand and slowly stopped.
"Mommy?" Su Yue raised her head, glanced at Su Qianqian curiously, and looked at her doubtfully.
Su Qianqian shook her head, signaled him to be quiet, and then turned around.
The two people she originally thought she would never see again in this life were now standing in front of her.
Her eyes wandered from Mrs. Yi's face to Yi Ningxia's face.
Five years have changed this man a little. He is wearing a black suit and a silver-gray tie. Under the bright sunshine, his skin appears sickly pale, and his glazed eyes are twinkling.
It has an indifferent light and a touch of cold beauty.
He is still so dazzling, just standing here, his body seems to be shining.
He is more mature and has a calmer temperament. He lacks the impetuousness of five years ago. His whole person is as calm as a pool of clear water, cold and clear.
He seemed to be doing well.
Su Qianqian had a smile on her face and asked softly: "What's the matter?"
Her voice was very gentle, a very formulaic gentleness. Even so, it made Mrs. Yi's excited fingers tremble.
She looked at the smile on her face, and her mind almost went blank. After a while, she asked in a trembling voice: "Qianqian... how have you been doing in the past few years?"
"I'm doing well." Su Qianqian nodded, "Is there anything else? I'm in a hurry."
She gave off the impression of being distant and polite, and Mrs. Yi wanted to get close to her, but the feeling Su Qianqian presented to her did not have any atmosphere that would give her such a chance.
Her every word, smile, and every move was filled with indifference.
Mrs. Yi held her fingers and was speechless for a long time. She had too many questions to ask her. She said she was living a good life, but why was she thinner now than five years ago?
He must have lied to her. She didn't take any money with her and left the Yi family penniless. She was still pregnant and had a child. How could she live a good life?