Xiaoya held An Ming's hand tightly, looking at Song Zhiyi with some fear, the expression on her face was full of inferiority, she didn't dare to take the initiative to approach Song Zhiyi, and looked at her a little timidly.

An Ming bent down, let go of Xiaoya's hand, reached out to support her shoulder, pushed her forward slightly, and said softly.

"Xiaoya, this is your mother."

Song Zhiyi immediately squatted down and hugged the child into her arms.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoya, it's my mother who made you suffer."

Song Zhiyi's voice was a little choked.

The child in her arms just looked at her blankly, and was not moved by Song Zhiyi's hug.

Gu Jinyan looked at Song Zhiyi, who was holding the child tightly in her arms, and her mood was very complicated, so she said lightly.

"Don't scare the kids."

"Let's get in the car first."

Song Zhiyi heard this, nodded, and bent down to pick up the child.

Xiaoya put one hand around Song Zhiyi's neck, looked at Song Zhiyi with a blank gaze, and said cautiously.

"Are you really my mom?"

Her Mandarin is particularly awkward, with a thick local accent.

Song Zhiyi was particularly uncomfortable when she heard it.

Her children should have enjoyed good treatment, but because of Song Xuewei's relationship, she can't even speak the most basic Mandarin now.

Song Zhiyi nodded and said "um" softly.

"Yes, I am your mother."

Song Zhiyi said these words with an extremely complicated feeling, and the hand holding the child tightened.

Xiaoya stayed quietly in Song Zhiyi's arms, and when she got into the car, the expression on Xiaoya's face was a little surprised, and she sat in Song Zhiyi's arms in a panic, wiping her clothes with her hands.

From Xiaoya's body movements, Song Zhiyi felt her inferiority.

She was probably worried about getting the car dirty, which is why she was so uneasy.

Although she was wearing the new clothes that An Ming bought for her, the inferiority complex in her heart was still manifested in her behavior.

Gu Jinyan looked at the child in Song Zhiyi's arms, reached out and rubbed Xiaoya's head.

"Don't be afraid."

"We'll be at the hotel in a minute."

Xiaoya nodded, looking at Gu Jinyan with a somewhat stupid gaze.

"Are you Daddy?"

Her voice was extremely careful, and she looked at Gu Jinyan's eyes with a little unease.

Gu Jinyan didn't answer Xiaoya's words immediately.

Song Zhiyi pursed her lips, and was about to answer when she heard Gu Jinyan say indifferently.

"Hmm."

"I'm Daddy."

Song Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, and the hand holding the little girl tightened.

Xiaoya felt Song Zhiyi's actions and raised her head to look at Song Zhiyi.

When her innocent eyes looked at Song Zhiyi, Song Zhiyi saw the similarity between this child and her from her eyes.

It takes half an hour's drive from the airport to the hotel, and Xiaoya is a little motion sick, so she quietly leans on Song Zhiyi's arms and doesn't speak.

Gu Jinyan stretched out his hand and rubbed Xiaoya's head, moving gently.

"What's wrong? Not feeling well? ”

Xiaoya nodded lightly and moved her head in Song Zhiyi's arms.

"Dizziness."

Song Zhiyi listened to the child's words, and the corners of her lips pursed slightly.

When she was a child, she often got motion sickness, especially when she first arrived at Song's house, as long as she was drowsy every time she took the car.

Song Zhiyi lowered her eyes and looked at the child in her arms and said softly.

"Then you go to sleep first, and when you get to the hotel, your mother will call you."

The little girl nodded in Song Zhiyi's arms, buried her head in Song Zhiyi's arms, and fell asleep deeply.

Song Zhiyi looked at the back of Xiaoya's dark and chapped hand, and felt distressed.

At her young age, her hands look like she has done an unknown amount of farm work, and Song Zhiyi is very distressed when she thinks that her small figure can only be forced to do work that she shouldn't do at her age in order to make ends meet.

She hugged Xiaoya tightly, and a touch of fierceness flashed in her eyes.

Song Xuewei treats her children like that, she must let Song Xuewei experience the pain that Xiaoya endured.