Yici also followed Song Zihao's words and coquettishly behaved towards Gu Wanwan.

"Yes, Mom, will you let me go with you? I'm not going to mess around. ”

Gu Wanwan looked at her lovely daughter helplessly, and her heart kept swaying.

"But if you don't go to school, your mother will be sad."

Gu Wanwan made a childish and exaggerated expression, which made Yici laugh.

Two cute pear vortices made her round red fluttering face even more cute.

"Okay, but you have to promise me that you will be the first to pick me up."

Remembering the lotus-like little arms hugged Gu Wanwan's calves.

"Okay, mom promises, I'll be the first to pick you up."

Gu Wanwan felt Yici's compromise, and she was naturally happy in her heart, she had her own attention since she was a child, but Gu Wanwan still hoped that she could have more contact with her peers.

"That's fine, I'll send her there today, you can go to shoot with peace of mind."

Song Zihao lowered his body and hugged Yici easily, with a relieved smile on his face.

"Yici will go out to play with my sister first, okay?"

Gu Wanwan naturally took over Yici from Song Zihao's hands, and did not answer Song Zihao's words, but opened the door first and put Yici outside.

"Mom won't want to kiss uncle, will she?"

Little Yici opened her round eyes, and such words were still soft and glutinous when they came out of her mouth.

"Who taught you?"

Gu Wanwan's beautiful brows furrowed slightly, and some anger slowly seeped out of his eyes.

"No one taught me, I saw it when I was watching TV with my sister, and my uncle and aunt on TV were like that."

Yici spit out word by word, and Gu Wanwan reached out to support his forehead, looking nerve-wracked.

"Next time, don't follow my sister to watch TV, let's go down."

After Gu Wanwan finished speaking, he watched Yici go downstairs safely, and then closed the door.

After returning to the house, the atmosphere slowly fell silent, and the two people didn't seem to have any tacit understanding in common.

"Zihao, I have always thanked you for taking care of our mother and daughter, but I still want to."

After Gu Wanwan returned to the room, he said straight to the point.

Over the years, it's not that she hasn't mentioned this matter, but at that time, Yici was still too young, and Gu Wanwan couldn't bear to toss her.

After all, domestic fashion trends, as well as various resources, I have never known about them.

On the contrary, on the French side, there are already many famous film and television dramas looking for their own cooperation.

"You still want to go back to China, don't you?"

Song Zihao interrupted Gu Wanwan's words, and his face showed a look of loss.

"Well, I don't want to be so confused in the past, so that I can't even tell when Yici asks who my father is."

Gu Wanwan's heart has always been thinking about returning to China, but for so many years, when he was born Yici, it was Song Zihao who was spending money to help.

I can't make up for this intention, but I still hope to be able to repay it in terms of money.

"I can, I can be Yici's father, my heart for so many years, you know."

Because of the excitement on Song Zihao's face, he lost his former gentleness, and some just tried his best to keep it.

"I know, it's this that's why I can't keep consuming your enthusiasm, I don't love you, I don't want to delay you."

Gu Wanwan has always had vague feelings for Song Zihao, and it is impossible for the two of them to have no feelings at all.

But it's more about family affection, a kind of getting along with family members.

Song Zihao sat on the sofa depressedly, not angry, nor excited to speak, just quietly.

There was silence between the two for a long time, and the atmosphere made Gu Wanwan feel a little depressed, uneasy, and guilty, but he had never been so firm for a moment.

"Okay, since you've decided, let it be." 020

Song Zihao compromised and walked out of Gu Wanwan's room with an expressionless face.

Gu Wanwan scratched her hair with a headache, and when she saw herself in the mirror, there was always a trace of doubt in her heart, who she was.

"Uncle! What did Mom tell you? ”

Yici ran towards Song Zihao, who came out.

Song Zihao squatted down and stuck it on the girl's face.

"Mom said she wanted to live in a different place, what did you say?"

Song Zihao looked at his chubby little body, a little distressed, over the years, he has been trying to learn to be a father, but he still hasn't been able to let Gu Wanwan cross that gap.

"Change places, why, I think it's good here, there are uncles and sisters here, and there is a fruit forest that I like."

As he spoke, Yici's small hand pointed into the distance.

Outside, as before, there was still a large meadow, and in the distance was a fruit grove, which had been her favorite place all these years.

"But, my mother wants to go back, doesn't Yici want to see the place where my mother has lived since she was a child?"

Song Zihao carried Yici's schoolbag and patiently explained to her.

"Yes, but are we coming back?"

Yi Ci snorted, feeling a little unhappy, but when she heard her mother thinking, her attitude softened.

"Possibly."

Song Zihao's euphemism made Yici think about it for a long time and didn't come up with a result.

"Mom! Are we getting out of here? ”

Yici Yuguang saw Gu Wanwan coming down from upstairs, and immediately asked in an increased volume, Song Zihao's heart was cold, and he silently wanted to go out.

But I felt a cold gaze behind me.

"Well, let's go back to China for kindergarten."

Gu Wanwan stepped forward quietly and took down the schoolbag on the girl's back.

"This is the money I have saved over the years, I keep some of it for myself, and the rest is my gratitude."

A card was stuffed into Song Zihao's hand, but for some reason, he felt such a sting.

"Thank you."

Such unfamiliar words made Yici couldn't help but look up in surprise.

"Uncle, aren't you going with us?"

Yici asked with a milk voice, and Song Zihao looked at Gu Wanwan, looking forward to her answer.

"Uncle has his own things to do here, I'll take you back to see him when you miss him in the future, okay?"

Gu Wanwan touched the girl's smooth hair.

"I still want to be with my uncle."

Yici looked at Song Zihao pitifully, since she was a child, she has never left this "uncle".

This time is also full of reluctance to part.

"Yici obediently stayed at home with my sister, I was too late."

Gu Wanwan said and took the car keys and handed Yici to the little maid.

"Goodbye Mom!"

Yici waved at the door.

"Uncle, you're going to come with us, aren't you?"

Yici turned her head around and asked with a smile on her face.

"How do you know?"

Song Zihao leaned over and scratched her little nose.

"Of course, because you want to be with Wanwan, you should be with us."