Mrs. Xu picked up the photo and looked at it carefully, she said in embarrassment: "This ......" She, on the one hand, she didn't want her grandson to leave home, and on the other hand, she didn't want to accept Yang Yunlan.

If nothing like this happened, she still liked Yang Yunlan very much, after all, she had really taken care of her very carefully over the years. The two have lived together for many years, and it is false to say that they are not sad, but she really can't tell the truth from the falsehood of the matter, so she turned her head to look at her son who was sitting opposite.

Xu Zhiming got up and picked up the photo and looked at it a few times, there were indeed traces of p, and there were emotional ups and downs in his heart, could it be that Yang Yunlan was really framed? But what about the kiss mark on her neck that day?

Xu Zhiming's eyes were cold, he looked at Xu Anyang, and said coldly: "How do I know if you have taken this photo to deal with it." ”

Xu Anyang replied: "With my mother's infatuation and waiting for you all these years, is it necessary for her to do that kind of thing?" Touch your conscience and say, who are these people who are shushing and asking for warmth around you? If she really has someone she likes, it is impossible to wait stupidly for someone who can't be touched by herself. ”

In fact, Xu Anyang was a little panicked in his heart, originally he thought that the person who was not easy to fool was Mrs. Xu, after all, the old lady was feudal, and if she wanted to accept a daughter-in-law who was messing around outside, it was like ascending to the sky.

But he never thought that the person who was not easy to fool was Xu Zhiming, he forgot that Xu Zhiming was a person with little affection, if he really had affection for his mother, then he would definitely give her a name, but he didn't, he insisted on not marrying for so many years.

Xu Zhiming was silent, he was silent, he silently thought about the bits and pieces of living under the same roof with Yang Yunlan over the years.

It seems that this is the case, he snubbed Yang Yunlan and kept his distance from her, but Yang Yunlan always smiled at him, even if he was wronged, he was only sad and sad alone.

Old Mrs. Xu's heart was a little shaken, Yang Yunlan really had no reason to be so much, maybe she was framed by bad people, and the traces on her body that day may have been left by conflicts with others.

"Anyang ......" Mrs. Xu stretched out her hand to pull Xu Anyang, who was sad, but Xu Anyang dodged away, and her eyes burst into tears in an instant.

Since this child returned to the Xu family, she has always been close to her, but now she is avoiding her, sad, how can she not be sad?

Xu Anyang said sadly: "Grandma, when my mother was pregnant with me before marriage, she was kicked out of the house by her family because of her family's opposition. Over the years, she has left home to raise me alone, and how much sadness and pain it contains is incomprehensible to ordinary people. I originally thought that I would be able to have a complete family when I returned to the Xu family, but I was wrong, my father, even if he was divorced, was unwilling to accept the woman who conceived and gave birth to me for him in October. Over the years, I have always felt like a stranger, my biological parents live under the same roof, but they don't have any relationship, not even the most basic marital relationship, I'm afraid no one will believe it......"

If Xu Moran is here, he will definitely laugh at Xu Anyang - drama essence! The bitter drama is really well acted.

In the end, these words moved Mrs. Xu to tears, and the old lady was relieved: "Anyang, I'm sorry, it's grandma who didn't investigate clearly, tomorrow, tomorrow grandma will go with you to get you. Mom took it home. ”

Xu Zhiming's hand hanging down his side suddenly tightened, he hesitated in his heart, this photo was given to him by Xu Moran, but he knew his daughter, it was absolutely impossible for her to deliberately frame Yang Yunlan, she didn't bother to do this kind of thing at all.

But what went wrong?

The night was calm again, Xu Anyang ate two bowls of noodles before returning to the room to sleep satisfied, and he slept very soundly this night.

Xu Zhiming, who has insomnia, sits at the head of the bed and smokes a cigarette, holding a photo of He Xinhuan in his hand, deeply missing her deceased. ()

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