The photograph is a small one, apparently cut out from a photographic portrait, some years old. The person in the photo is her mother Lan Yuange, young and beautiful, really hibiscus noodles, rich flowers.

Fang Yuzhong hated the Lan family so much that he forced Lan Yuange to death, who would want to keep an old photo when everything is silent, ridiculous and pathetic in his heart?

Lan Qingchuan took his coat and slammed the door.

Whether Fang Yuzhong loves Lan Yuange or not, and how much he loves, there is no way to know, her uncle is right, everything is his own fault, and he has to be lonely for the rest of his life.

As the days passed, the initial hatred and resentment towards this man had gradually faded, and she could calmly meet his pale and handsome face and gloomy eyes, and look at it as if it had become dull.

In the summer of the third year, when she was in Qingtan for summer vacation, Mrs. Ling sent her an invitation and invited her to live in the Ling family's house. She has been in China all these years, and Mrs. Ling has called her over from time to time.

When she went today, it happened that Ling Haofeng was also there. He and Mu Mu had just returned to China and were also in the old house for the summer. In the spring of this year, Mu Mu just gave birth to a daughter for him, and the two families are as precious as eyeballs.

Ling Haofeng held his baby daughter in the gazebo, and Mu Mu sat next to him eating watermelon, a mouthful of red juice. Lan Qingchuan went over with Mrs. Ling, and when he saw that the little doll was already asleep, her saliva flowed all over her mouth, and she was very cute and chubby.

Lan Qingchuan took it lightly and hugged her for a while. There was a faint milky fragrance in her nose, and she was stunned for a while, and she couldn't help but think of her Dongyu.

Dong Yu is more than three years old this year, and if there are not so many twists and turns in the middle, he will also be favored by his parents and grow up slowly. At the behest of Ou Yanzhe, the Rose Castle refused her visit, and he actually planned to make her not even look at the child. She endures to this day, even if the fish dies and the net is broken, she will recapture Dongyu.

The milk doll fell asleep, and the nanny came to pick her up in a moment. Mrs. Ling got up and cut some fresh melons and fruits in person, and then herself

I brought some to Mr. Ling, who sent them to the study.

The three of them were left under the gazebo. Mu Mu beckoned her to eat some watermelon, relieving the heat, juicy and sweet. Lan Qingchuan smiled and said that she seemed to be advertising, Ling Haofeng shook his head and laughed: "She likes to eat everything recently, leave her alone." He also made a pot of bamboo leaf tea for her and her little wife.

"You and the Rose Castle, hanging like this?" Ling Haofeng handed her a cup, she took it and held it in her hand, it was still green and familiar with the fragrance.

"What else? He didn't want to let go, so I had to fight with him all the way. The tea was in her throat, sweet and bitter, and she sighed, "He used the child to suppress me, and I couldn't bear it." ”

"The Marquis doesn't look like that." Mu Mu raised his head slightly and interjected.

Lan Qingchuan was stunned, remembered the smile on the corner of Ou Yanzhe's mouth, and laughed at himself, "He really doesn't look like it." ”

"You're going to fight him, boy? It is the children who are hurt. Are you willing? Ling Haofeng sighed, "I don't know what happened between you, and I don't want to say anything. But even if it's for the sake of the child, you should find a way to turn around. ”

Lan Qingchuan lowered his head and drank tea, and was silent for a moment before saying, "Brother Ling, if there was another way, I wouldn't have been able to make up my mind to do what I planned at that time. Between us, it can't be easily resolved, and there is no way to do it so far. ”

"Now that the situation in Paris is becoming clearer and the situation is settled, I don't want you to fight hard. Qingchuan, you think about it carefully, and you can take a step back and retreat. Ling Haofeng's eyes were worried, but after saying this, he changed the topic. Mu Mu also echoed, "Sister Lan, we will leave for the capital the day after tomorrow, the mountain behind my house is a good place to escape the summer, do you want to go with us to play?" ”

Lan Qingchuan shook his head, "Next time." I had arrangements on my itinerary for those days, and I guess I won't be able to go. ”

Mu Mu was disappointed. Ling Haofeng touched her head, raised his head and said to Lan Qingchuan, "Pay attention to rest, don't work too hard." ”

"I know, don't worry."

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