Because the little blood that Zhou Ling is shedding now and the skin injuries she suffers are not enough to atone for the sin of forcing Mrs. Ruan to death.

She gritted her teeth and felt happy, "This woman has finally been retributed." ”

The girl finally had a hint of expression on her face, and the corners of her mouth were hooked, "Isn't she going to live, let's fulfill her." ”

With that, she reached out and turned off the video and exited the >

Then he turned around and walked out the door, and said to Aunt Jing, "Aunt Jing, you let the people who follow her not have to follow anymore." ”

Seeing that she was going out, Aunt Jing hurriedly asked, "Where are you going, true love?" ”

"We're rushing to the bank now, it should be work time." You Zhenai said and raised her wrist and glanced at her watch.

"Yes, photos."

Aunt Jing thought of the photo of going to the bank to pick up the child today, and nodded excitedly, "Let's go quickly." ”

This point in the city is the morning rush hour, which is very congested, even if the car is parked on the side of the road, it feels boring to sit in the car.

The girl reached out and removed the mask that covered half of her face, and put it back on with two breaths.

A pair of eyes are always staring at the entrance of the city's largest bank not far away.

Anticipation, excitement.

Finally, the familiar figure of Aunt Jing came out of the bank, and she was so excited that she almost couldn't control her hand and reached out to get out of the car.

"Ruan Soft ......"

Aunt Jing squeezed the bag strap tightly with both hands, and after getting into the car, she looked at You Zhenai, and was a little incoherent with excitement, "True love." ”

Looking at her excited and happy appearance, You Zhen was overjoyed, "I got the photo." ”

"Yes, I got it." Aunt Jing nodded happily, unzipped her bag, and took out a pink envelope from inside.

Hand it to You Zhenai.

You Zhenai reached out and took it, and couldn't wait to open the envelope.

Seeing that there was indeed a photo inside, she held her breath, her nervous palms and back were sweaty.

She reached into the envelope bag with two fingers, held the photo, and pulled it out.

"In the photo, the newborn baby seems to be crying, with a pair of small eyes tightly closed, a small mouth open, and the skin on his face is wrinkled."

You Zhenai looked at her heart tightened, and her breath stagnated in pain.

She slowly raised her other hand, put her fingers tremblingly on the photo, and caressed the baby's red cheeks in the photo.

Aunt Jing leaned next to her, and when she saw the baby in the photo, she cried excitedly and blamed herself: "It's all because I wasn't around at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have let Zhou Ling steal the child." ”

She touched her tears as she spoke, and pointed to the baby in the photo with the other and said, "This child looks like you." ”

You Zhenai's eyes were also overflowing with tears unconsciously, and in the blink of an eye, the teardrops were like pearls with broken threads, rolling continuously.

Hearing Aunt Jing's words, she cried and laughed, "You see how ugly he is crying, where can he see that he looks like me." ”

After speaking, her throat choked, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

Aunt Jing patted her back distressedly and comforted her, "Don't cry, know that the child is still alive, we have a photo now, and we will find it one day." ”

You Zhenai choked up and nodded, although she knew that it was not so easy to find this child, and it was possible that she would never find it.

But now she needs someone to encourage her, and she needs someone to trick her and tell her that she will definitely find it.

Someone is needed to give her hope.

"True love, are we going to put this picture on the Internet to find it?"

Just after comforting You Zhenai, Aunt Jing began to worry about how to find the child again.

At the beginning, I saw that it was not easy for the family to buy the child, so I took a photo......