Han family villa.

At this time, it was already the middle of the night, but in the Li family's villa, there were two women destined to be sleepless.

Han Xinyao was wearing a silk nightdress, the soft fabric perfectly outlined the curves of her delicate figure, * standing in front of the living room window with a pair of almost perfect feet, looking at the darkness in the distance with her hands on her shoulders, the cold moonlight sprinkled a piece of silver light, falling on her shoulders, and it was set off like a fairy of the Nine Colds who did not eat fireworks in the world.

It's just that I don't know why, this beautiful woman is not like all the women in the world, but at the moment there is a heavy taste of loneliness on her body, and all kinds of emotions in her beautiful eyes are changing, which actually gives birth to a distressing feeling.

Aunt Li looked at Han Xinyao's back, her face was full of helplessness, knowing that the daughter is Mo Ruo's mother! Although she is not Han Xinyao's biological mother, she has watched Han Xinyao grow up, although she is not her own child, she is better than her own child! How can she not know about this woman's thoughts at this moment? She sighed softly and said, "Xin Yao, the nurse knows that you are bitter in your heart, but you can't torture yourself like this! Listen to the nurse, go to sleep, be good!"

In one sentence, all Han Xinyao's strength was shattered.

When she turned back again, the elf-like woman was already in tears, like a wounded bird returning to the nest, she suddenly threw herself into Aunt Li's arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Bastard...... He's a bastard!"

Aunt Li smiled bitterly, how could she not know the character of this stupid child