Yan Ye stopped what he was doing and rushed home.

What message did Lian Xinying get to say the phrase 'My dad is not dead'?

Did she see it? Or did you hear about it? Do you see any evidence?

Yan Ye didn't know.

I had to go home and ask for details.

It's September, and Xiao Cheng has been sent to a kindergarten closer to home.

Lian Xinying is home alone, waiting for Yan Ye to come back.

The waiting process is long and painful.

Her eyes were full of anticipation, but also uneasy.

What exactly is the answer? Will it be an empty joy?

If Dad hadn't died, why hadn't he looked for her in the past few years? Thinking of this, Lian Xinying began to have doubts.

If Dad hadn't died, he would definitely contact her, even if he contacted her secretly, he would never ignore her. So, what's the deal with the photos? What's the deal with the music box?

These puzzles, like vines, are entwined with each other.

After Yan Ye came back, he saw the photo in Lian Xinying's hand at a glance.

He didn't say anything, picked up the picture and looked at it.

"Who gave it to you?" After reading the photo, Yan Ye looked at her.

She didn't cry, but her eyes were a little red and her cheeks were red, probably excited?

"Your mother saw it, and she said someone else gave it to her." After Lian Xinying explained the source of the photo, he took a deep breath and raised his voice a few degrees, "Yan Ye, you must be hiding something from me!" I have a sixth sense! ”

Women sometimes don't need logic when they speak.

How does she feel about you, and if you don't admit it, she's not happy.

Lian Xinying now has no evidence to prove what Yan Ye knew or took away, but she just wants Yan Ye to tell the so-called truth!

With that aggressive tone and menacing attitude, Yan Ye could argue with nothing but speechlessness.

What if I talk to her and she cries?

Seeing her Chu Chu who swore not to give up without getting an answer, Yan Ye asked the doubts in her heart.

"Who told you there was something in the music box in the first place? Don't tell me to dream, I don't believe it. ”

If Lian Xinying told him about it, he would be able to tell her more.

Lian Xinying only wants to know if his father is still alive now, so he is particularly cooperative: "It was Ji Fan who told me, he didn't say that there was something in it, he just asked me to take a look......"

"What's the difference?" Yan Ye's eyes narrowed, and his tone was brisk, "Ji Fan knows no less than me." Why don't you ask him? ”

Connecting hearts: "......"

These two bastards!

You push me, I push you!

"You're my husband, and you still want me to ask someone else!" Lian Xinying grabbed his arm directly, not allowing him to escape.

No matter what you need today, you have to get useful information from Yan Ye.

Yan Ye watched her play with Laipi, and let out a helpless sigh from his chest.

"Yingying, if your father is still alive, are you very happy? And then go to him? Yan Ye had never seen such an excited Lian Xinying.

She grabbed his arm, without the slightest slackness, that kind of firmness, that kind of stubbornness......

"If he's still alive, of course I'm going to go to him. I've found him, and I'm going to get him to accept you. Lian Xinying bit her red lips and her nose was sour.

The mood has never been more tormented than at this moment.

There is a joy derived, but I have to suppress it desperately, because there is no sure result, I am afraid that after being happy in advance, I will be poured a basin of cold water.

Yan Ye was melted by her last sentence, 'I'm going to make him accept you'.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)