Bai Xinrou chased after her quickly, and along the way, she followed closely behind Ye Zhifang.

How fast Ye Zhi walked, Bai Xinrou walked as fast as he went.

Because on the street, Bai Xinrou didn't dare to step forward to pull Ye Zhimad.

It wasn't until Ye Zhifang deliberately arrived at the back mountain of his own house that he stopped.

Ye Zhimad sideways his eyes and asked, "Do you have anything to say to me?" ”

No matter what kind of person she used to be, as long as she told her honestly, she would still forgive her.

If she is like now, she is not clear about flirting with Luo Guangquan, then what is her father Ye Haitian.

She clenched her fists, staring coldly at Bai Xinrou who had come to her.

Bai Xinrou's heart trembled violently, and the handkerchief in her hand had already been deformed by her grasp.

She lowered her head, avoiding Ye Zhifang's indifferent gaze.

In the past ten years, Ye Zhifang has never looked at her like this.

Looking at her is like looking at a dirty thing.

Her heart hurts, but she is afraid.

Seeing that she was hesitating, Ye Zhifang turned around and sat on the big rock: "What do you have to do with Luo Guangquan?" ”

"No!" After Bai Xinrou heard this, she took a step forward excitedly, but seeing Ye Zhifang's alienation, she retreated timidly: "I have nothing to do with the Lord of Los Angeles. ”

"Well, even if you have nothing to do with him now, what about before?"

"You don't ask anymore." Bai Xinrou shook her head, tears flowed uncontrollably, and the handkerchief wiped the tears on her face from time to time.

"Okay, I won't ask about that, so I'll ...... Who gave birth to it? That's the point: "That day, you wanted to talk and stopped, what did you want to tell me, mother, you still have to hide it from me, your life is not tired." ”

Bai Xinrou gasped.

She felt that she was playing the role of a good wife and mother in front of her like a clown these days, but in fact, she already knew some things about her.

It's just that I've been holding it in my heart so as not to embarrass her too much.

If she hadn't bought cloth in Luo Guangquan's shop today, she would probably hide this heart-wrenching pain even deeper.

Her hands trembled, and she walked slowly towards Ye Zhimad at a loss, but her shoulders twitched helplessly.

"Crazy, my mother didn't mean to hide it from you, your father and I are all for your good." Bai Xinrou had come to her.

Ye Zhimad suddenly turned around, held Bai Xinrou's trembling hand with both hands, his eyes narrowed, and there was a faint pleading in his eyes.

beg her to be a good father and son at home, just like in the past fifteen years, so that she has always maintained the image of a good mother.

But often many things don't go as people want.

Bai Xinrou has changed, since Luo Guangquan sneaked into her house that night.

She becomes anxious, lacks energy, and is always sensitive to certain things.

She hated seeing Bai Xinrou like this.

"I wasn't born to you." Ye Zhimad didn't want to listen to her big truths, so he asked bluntly.

Bai Xinrou withdrew her hand from her hand, turned around, and said in a somewhat unhappy tone: "Crazy, aren't you suspicious of your father when you ask such a thing." ”

"And which one is my father?"

"You ......" Bai Xinrou turned around, raised her hand, and slapped Ye Zhimad in the face.

"Smack!" With a bang, this slap was like hitting the tip of her heart, hitting her body and hurting her heart.

But Bai Xinrou seemed to be a different person, and yelled at her: "Don't think about it anymore, even if you hear something outside, or what you see, it's not true, we all have our own unspeakable secrets." ”