Chapter 317 Chapter 317 Ling Xin Counterattack 2
Yi Chen spent the whole day at home with Ling Xin.
Watching their mother and son having fun, Yi Chen sat on the side and watched very pleasantly.
Ling Xin beckoned Yi Chen to come and play with a smile on his face: "Ah Chen, you come too." β
Yi Chen felt that this was very naΓ―ve and embarrassing, but when he saw her expectant look, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he put down his face and walked over.
Yi Qing was a little reluctant and said: "Mommy's family wants to play with Uncle Aite, but he doesn't want this uncle to play, he seems to be very reluctant." β
Yi Chen looked at this little ghost with resentment, thinking that he was willing? Don't you want to see this woman with a smile on her face? He still disliked him, and if his son had been he would have left him behind.
A smile appeared on Yi Chen's face, "What do you want to play?" β
"Is anything okay?"
"It's not hard for me yet!" Yi Chen is full of confidence.
"It's good to play football, and Uncle Aite and I play a lot." Yi Qing deliberately pulled out Aite, just to stimulate Yi Chen.
The two fathers and sons stared dryly, and a football match kicked off.
Don't look at Yi Chen's child is only two years old, and it's still not bad to kick the ball.
In Yi Chen's eyes, this is at most a child's trick, and he doesn't pay attention to it at all.
Every time the child is about to kick into the goal, he will be snatched away, and Yi Chen shoots steadily into the goal.
In the end, Yi Qing said that he would not kick it, and ran to complain to Ling Xin: "This Shu millet bullies children, I don't want to kick him, it's better to be Uncle Aite." β
Hearing that, Aite Yichen's whole face collapsed, and he wanted to find out this man and convince him.
Ling Xin saw the interaction between their father and son, although it was noisy, it looked really warm.
Next, any exercise should be easy to mention, Aite Yichen is like being stepped on the tail to blow up, and accompany Yi Qing to play all the sports.
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Ling Xin saw that both of them and father and son did not admit defeat, and their whole body was glowing with warmth. The life she wants is so simple, a family of three, happy every day.
Xiaonuo, who couldn't wait for Yi Chen to come in the hospital, couldn't help but lose her temper and smashed things, even the aunt was kind enough to be smashed by the soup she prepared and didn't want to drink it, saying that if she couldn't see Yi Chen, she would starve to death.
The aunt had no choice but to go to invite Yi Chen in person.
In the past two years, she has rarely come here, but now she has to come for the sake of her daughter.
Rang the doorbell, the maid came out to open the door for Aunt Yuan, because they all knew each other, they all knew the identity of Aunt Yuan, and there was no obstruction.
Aunt Yuan staggered and sat down on the sofa, two years have passed, she has also aged a lot, her white hair is crawling all over half of her hair, and wrinkles at the corners of her eyes can be seen when she smiles on her face.
Yi Chen heard the report from the servants and knew the purpose of Aunt Yuan's coming, but he didn't want to hide anything, so he took Ling Xin and appeared in front of Aunt Yuan together.
When Aunt Yuan saw Ling Xin, she was shocked at first, and soon felt relieved why Xiaonuo committed suicide, the reason was that Ling Xin came back.
Aunt Yuan didn't care about being polite, "You didn't die?" β
Ling Xin was not in a hurry or impatient to greet Aunt Yuan: "Aunt Yuan, how are you doing lately?" β
"That's what people look like when they're old! As long as I hope my daughter can live well, I can rest assured. β
"Auntie, you don't have to think too much, they will control the happiness of their children, and the most important thing is for you to have a peaceful old age."
Yi Chen listened to their tone as if they knew each other, and asked suspiciously: "Do you know Aunt Yuan?" β
Ling Xin didn't hide it, "Well, I'll explain everything to you later, okay?" β
Yi Chen only now realized that this woman seemed to have a lot of things to hide from herself.