Xiaoya looked at Song Zhiyi with some uncertainty.

She also doesn't know when Yuanyuan died.

I just heard from my aunt that Yuanyuan died not long after she was adopted.

"It's been months."

When Song Zhiyi heard this, she only felt an extra tingling pain in her heart.

She pulled up a photo from her phone, handed it to Xiaoya, and pointed to the little girl in the photo.

"Is she Yuanyuan?"

The little girl in the photo looks exceptionally beautiful, although her skin is a little dark because of ultraviolet rays, but her bright big eyes are still particularly attractive.

This is a photo sent by the private investigator she hired last night.

Song Zhiyi had a very strong feeling when she saw this photo.

This child must be his own daughter.

Xiaoya nodded lightly, looking at Song Zhiyi with some fear.

Song Zhiyi clutched her mobile phone tightly and looked at Xiaoya with deep eyes.

"Did Song Xuewei explain some other things to you?"

Her voice was a little hoarse, and she looked indifferently at the child in front of her.

Xiaoya lowered her head, hesitating whether to answer Song Zhiyi's question.

Song Zhiyi looked at her appearance at the moment, took a deep breath, and said lightly.

"You can answer me later."

There was a knock at the door.

Song Zhiyi glanced at Xiaoya lightly, then got up to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, walked to the door and opened the door.

Gu Jinyan had already changed into a black velvet suit, and when she saw that Song Zhiyi hadn't changed her clothes yet, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Not ready yet?"

Song Zhiyi looked at Gu Jinyan's high-spirited appearance at the moment, and her heart was very blocked.

"Right away."

She turned around and went into the cloakroom to change into the dress that An Ran had sent, her eyes cold and indifferent.

Gu Jinyan stepped into the bedroom and saw the little girl huddled in the corner crying.

He frowned slightly, glanced in the direction of the cloakroom, and his eyes were a little puzzled.

Xiaoya saw Gu Jinyan walk in, and Song Xuewei's words couldn't help but sound in her mind.

If she is bullied by Song Zhiyi, she can find Gu Jinyan to complain.

So Xiaoya looked at Gu Jinyan, tears kept falling from her eyes, and the whole person looked extremely pitiful.

"Uncle, you can send me back to the mountains."

Her voice was very aggrieved, and she walked towards Gu Jinyan as she spoke, and reached out and pulled Gu Jinyan's sleeve.

Gu Jinyan lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl standing beside him, his eyes were dark.

"What's wrong?"

He asked in a low tone, with a little puzzle in his eyes.

Xiaoya didn't answer Gu Jinyan's question, she only felt as if she had been greatly wronged, and she sobbed and cried.

When Song Zhiyi came out of the cloakroom, she saw Gu Jinyan sitting on the sofa, wiping away her tears for Xiaoya.

When he saw her come out, the man looked up at her.

Song Zhiyi stood at the door dignifiedly, looking at Xiaoya and Gu Jinyan quietly, her eyes were flat.

"Why are you crying?"

Her voice was faint, and she walked over as she spoke.

Xiaoya immediately shrank into Gu Jinyan's arms, as if Song Zhiyi had done something to hurt her just now.

Gu Jinyan looked at Xiaoya's reaction and frowned.

"Xiaoya, what's wrong with you?"

He asked in a low tone.

Xiaoya immediately cried out, "I don't want her." ”

"She's not my mom."

Gu Jinyan frowned, and the expression on his face was very solemn.

Song Zhiyi stopped, stood quietly to the side and watched the little girl's tearful crying, with a bit of coldness in her eyes.

Song Xuewei has already taught this child badly.