Yan Mu's face turned pale at Yan Rongrong's words in an instant, and she couldn't imagine that Yan Rongrong would contradict her like this, and for a while, Yan Mu and Yan Muheng didn't know what to say. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yan Rongrong smiled when she saw this, "Why didn't Mrs. Yan speak?" ”

"Well... Yan Rongrong, you are so good, since you are not my daughter, but Yan Muheng is my son, what kind of person is he, my mother has the right to ask! Yan Mu said one word heavier than another, almost gritting her teeth.

"Son?" Yan Rongrong suddenly laughed, laughing very heartbreakingly, "Mrs. Yan, don't forget, the son in your mouth has no blood relationship with you. ”

"You..."

Yan Rongrong is not wrong, Yan Muheng does not have any blood relationship with her...

"Are you okay? If it's okay, I'll take my leave. After speaking, she let go of Yan Muheng's hand and planned to leave by herself, maybe it was the stubbornness in her heart, she knew that there were few buses near the cemetery, let alone a taxi, but she still chose to leave by herself.

"Mom, if there's anything we say another day, you should go back quickly, Uncle Zhang, send Madame home quickly." Yan Muheng was a little worried that Yan Rongrong would do something by herself, so he hurriedly ordered someone to send Yan's mother home, and he hurried to chase Yan Rongrong.

Yan Rongrong had just walked away a few steps before Yan Muheng stopped her.

"Rongrong, I'll send you back, it's not easy to take a taxi here." Yan Muheng tried not to mention what happened just now, and deliberately pulled out an expression that nothing had happened.

"Go back? Where to go? Your apartment? ”

Where else can she get back......

"Let's get in the car and say okay, it's windy outside."

Yan Rongrong didn't shirk either, Yan Muheng always gave her a warm feeling, although she never admitted it.

In the car, Yan Muheng didn't start the car immediately, the two of them sat in the car like this, and no one spoke first.

I don't know how long it has been...

"Aren't you going to say something?" Yan Rongrong turned her head to look at Yan Muheng, her face was very calm, so calm that people couldn't see through her thoughts.

"Rong Rong... I know you're in a bad mood... But it's your mom after all..."

"Don't you like me?" Yan Rongrong interrupted what Yan Muheng was about to say, and Yan Muheng was told that he didn't know what kind of reaction he should make for a while.

"Don't you want me? If she's my mom, then we can't be together for the rest of our lives, can we? ”

"Yes, you're right. But it has nothing to do with whether you recognize her or not, as long as we are together, neither of us can hold our heads up in the eyes of others! Yan Muheng was very excited, Yan Rongrong in her impression was not like this......

He knew that what had happened in the past and in the present was too cruel for a woman......

"Can't hold your head up? You see, you also mind other people's eyes, don't you? You care what people think of you, don't you? Aren't you the same as the parents who abandoned me and didn't care about the so-called family face? ”

"Yan Rongrong!" Yan Muheng grabbed her shoulders tightly with both hands.

"I like you, I love you! But the two of us can't be together! This has nothing to do with face, it is a principle! ”

"Principles are meant to be broken, aren't they? Yan Muheng, you are a man, I believe that there is no man in the world who can be restrained in front of women. Yan Rongrong's eyes narrowed, principle? Aren't his so-called principles cultivated by those worldly eyes?

Yan Muheng, the more you are like this, the more I want to get you, because only in this way can I make the remaining head of the Yan family suffer!

Yan Rongrong secretly swore in her heart that since she had nothing left, she would always try to catch something.

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