When she entered the room, You Zhenai suddenly hugged Aunt Jing and almost pushed Aunt Jing down.

Both of them stood firm, her forehead resting on Aunt Jing's shoulder, and she cried sadly.

Aunt Jing turned to look at her in distress and asked, "Does he still refuse to see you?" ”

You Zhenai cried and said, "He may really be dead to me." ”

Aunt Jing watched her grow up, but she had never seen her so helpless, helpless to the point of panic.

Helpless to cry out loud.

She was so sad that she had only seen it twice, once when her mother died, and once now.

Aunt Jing thought distressedly, raised her hands and put them on You Zhenai's back and gently patted her to coax her, "Don't be sad, I don't think Mr. Qin has no feelings for you." ”

"Aunt Jing, what should I do?"

You Zhenai tilted her head and cried like a child.

Aunt Jing's tears were also cried out by her, "Aunt Jing won't let you be wronged in vain." ”

……

At ten o'clock in the morning, there were many people in the old teahouse, but most of them were elderly people, drinking tea and listening to the drama here.

Qiao Yihua's fashionable dress is incompatible with the simple teahouse.

The waitress led her up to the second floor, her feet clattering against the wooden floor.

"Hello, this is the private room you're looking for."

When he arrived at the door of a private room, the waiter stopped, smiled and pushed open the door of the private room.

Then he left.

The decoration in the box is also very antique, just like those teahouses in ancient TV dramas, a tea table is placed next to the window, and a woman about her age is wearing a plain dress and her hair is neatly combed.

A pair of hands resting on the table, dignified and elegant.

Qiao Yihua paused, looked at the woman sitting at the errand table, her face turned pale, "You ......"

"Mrs. Qin, it's the first time we've met."

Su Wenjing stood up and greeted Qiao Yihua with a smile and a generous smile.

Qiao Yihua was still stunned, but she didn't calm down.

Su Wenjing smiled again and asked, "Mrs. Qin shouldn't be a stranger to me, right?" ”

Finally, Qiao Yihua came back to her senses and nodded her head to Su Wenjing, "True love godmother." ”

The footsteps are re-opened, calmly and calmly.

When she approached, Su Wenjing said: "Not only is my godmother of true love, I am also a servant of the Ruan family for 18 years, and I watched Ruan Soft grow up." ”

As she spoke, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, "I also watched Ruan Ruan Soft conceive and give birth to a child in October, and watched her come to look for a child everywhere in five years." ”

The tone is getting stronger.

With anger and aggression.

Qiao Yihua's eyes widened, and his face turned pale.

'Smack'

Su Wenjing suddenly slapped the table, then supported the table with her hands, leaned a little in front of Qiao Yihua, gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "If the child was by his side at that time, Xiao San would not have status, her father would not be lying in the hospital like now, and Ruan Ruan would not be ......"

She was too emotional to control.

Qiao Yihua had seen the world in the end, reacted quickly, and decisively interrupted Su Wenjing's words, "I don't know what the meaning of Ms. Su telling me this." ”

Su Wenjing ignored Qiao Yihua's pretending to be stupid, and continued: "The child has been with you for five years, and his biological mother died, and you didn't take him to see him, even if it was a stranger." ”

Good literacy, so that she didn't do it.

A pair of hands pressed on the table, and the atmosphere struggled.

Qiao Yihua raised her eyebrows coldly, "So you use true love to snatch the child?" ”