On this day, the wind was very strong, Song Luoluo walked on the road alone, and unconsciously arrived at the door of the welfare home, those dusty memories emerged in front of her little by little, the figure of her grandmother seemed to be there, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but she didn't have the courage to go in, just about to walk away, she heard a familiar voice.

"Dad, will my aunt get better?"

"Of course it will get better! Then during my aunt's illness, can you stay obediently in the welfare home and listen to Aunt Ding, because Dad still has to take care of my aunt. ”

"Okay, I'll be good. ”

It was Yan Weichen who came with Xiaoya in her arms, and Song Luoluo quickly hid behind the tree subconsciously, she admitted it, she didn't dare to see him!

At this time, Ding Lin came out and reached out to hug Xiaoya: "Our Xiaoya is really getting more and more beautiful." ”

"Xiaoya is not as beautiful as Aunt Ding!"

"You've got honey on your mouth. ”

Yan Weichen on the side pinched Xiaoya's cheek and continued, "Dean Ding, I'm really going to trouble you these days. Her aunt's old illness recurred, and I couldn't take care of it alone. ”

Ding Lin responded: "What are you doing with such kind words, you can rest assured that Xiaoya will be handed over to me." After a pause, she put Xiaoya down, "Xiaoya, Auntie made your favorite cupcakes, can you go in first?"

After that, Xiao Ya obediently trotted in, Yan Weichen knew what Ding Lin was going to ask him, so he spoke first: "It is the responsibility to marry Zilin." ”

Ding Lin continued: "When I took over here a few years ago, I met Song Luoluo. ”

Yan Weichen smiled and said, "Maybe I don't want to live that kind of day anymore, I'm too tired." ”

Ding Lin continued: "I understand, then you take care of your sister. ”

"Good. Seeing Yan Weichen walking farther and farther, Song Luoluo came out from behind the tree with confidence, and really frightened Ding Lin, "Oh my God, why did you suddenly come out." ”

Song Luoluo smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." "Dean, I heard your conversation just now, can I take Xiaoya away? After all, I am also her mother." ”

Ding Lin was stunned and said, "Do you remember?"

Song Luoluo nodded slightly and said, "I want to take care of Xiaoya." ”

That night, Song Luoluo took Xiaoya home, Li Suya was unwilling, but Guan Xiaowei and Guan Hongzhi held Xiaoya to the sky.

Li Suya pulled Song Luoluo into the courtyard and said in an unhappy tone: "What are you doing! Before you get married, you came back with an oil bottle." ”

Song Luoluo retorted: "Mom, Xiaoya is the daughter of me and Wei Chen, not an oil bottle, and I don't plan to marry a man other than Wei Chen." ”

Li Suya continued: "Xiaojie! You figure it out, Yan Weichen is already married! And you are going to marry Ming Xuan, what will you think about Ming Xuan like this!"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Ya called "Mom" and ran over, Li Suya grabbed Yan Ya even more displeased and said: "You girl, you still think your father is not enough to hurt my daughter, you are still here!

These words pierced Yan Ya's heart like a knife, and she cried out, Li Suya said impatiently: "Cry, cry, cry, what are you crying!"

Seeing this, Song Luoluo hurriedly picked up Yan Ya and coaxed: "Xiao Ya, don't cry!" Immediately, she looked at Li Suya again and said, "Mom, I won't marry Ming Xuan, and if you can't tolerate Xiao Ya, I will find a house and move out as soon as possible!"