Brother Wang glared at Sister Li fiercely, turned to Ye Qianmo and said, "I know why you came here. I'm sorry, but you can take her away. Thank you for your kindness."

Ye Qianmo knew that things might not go so smoothly, so he nodded and said: "I admit that I did all this for Xia Youxin, but if Youxin were here, I think she would also help you unconditionally. I'll leave first.

Sorry, I’m sorry to bother you today.”

Ye Qianmo walked out of the room, and a trace of anxiety appeared on his calm face. Xia Youxin couldn't wait any longer. Thinking of the person he missed, Ye Qianmo drove a little faster.

In the detention center, Xia Youxin looked at a thick stack of envelopes, graffiti drawn by Ye Chuqing, and a short essay written by Nian Mo. The title of the essay was "The person I most want to be," "The person I most want to be is a superman, so that I can protect him."

Good mommy.'

Xia Youxin laughed while reading it. A letter fell down. Xia Youxin picked it up and wrote the three words "Xia Youxin" in vigorous pen letters.

Xia Youxin's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Ye Qianmo's letter to her? The envelope was very thin, and some outlines could still be seen vaguely. Xia Youxin opened the envelope curiously, and there were two sheets lying quietly in the envelope.

photo.

Picking up the first photo, it was a family portrait. When Ye Chuqing was one month old, she was carrying a small blessing bag. She was wearing a cute little Tang suit and was holding onto Haizhuoxuan's finger. Haizhuoxuan was a little helpless and let Ye Chuqing hold on to her.

.

Hai Zhixuan and Lin Ling laughed loudly on the side. Ye Nianmo and Ye Qianmo stood together, with similar facial features and expressionless faces. Ye Qianmo's eyes tilted slightly to the side and looked at Xia Youxin who was standing aside.

, his eyes were so gentle that they turned into water.

"Pap tap tap tap." Xia You didn't want to cry, but couldn't help it. When she was alone, seeing such tender photos would make her feel that she had not been abandoned by the world and still had the courage to go on.

Gently wiping away the tears that fell on the photo, Xia Youxin opened the second photo. In the photo, Ye Qianmo was sleeping. A figure secretly took a picture of Ye Qianmo with a mobile phone. Unknown to him, the mirror next to him had already

All of my own appearance was photographed.

"Pfft, why are these photos developed?" Xia Youxin laughed out loud and whispered. A gust of wind in the playground floated away the photo Xia Youxin placed on her lap. Xia Youxin hurriedly reached out to pick it up.

One foot stepped on Xia Youxin's hand. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see your hand!" Luo Mixue smiled and pressed back and forth on Xia Youxin's hand for a while before letting go.

Open your feet.

"Ah!" Xia Youxin screamed in pain, and she shed tears from the pain. There were stones brought along by walking on the soles of Luo Mixue's shoes. The stones rubbed the back of Xia Youxin's hands and drew blood, some of which were deep.

is embedded in it.

Luo Mixue lowered her head to pick up the photo, looked at the family portrait in the photo, her eyes flashed with anger, and she said angrily: "Not bad! I see you are smiling so happily, how about making other people's families a mess?

If you want to be happy, is there such a cheap deal?"

Xia Youxin resisted the burning pain on the back of her hand, looked up at Luo Mixue and asked, "Who are you?"

Luo Mixue pursed her lips. She was frightened for a moment after seeing the wound on Xia Youxin's hand. She never thought that there was a stone on the sole of her shoe. Xia Youxin's question made Luo Mixue's anger suddenly come out.

.

"Who am I? Who am I? Do I still need to report to you? You are stupid for being a rich wife, right?" Luo Mixue raised her palm to flash Xia Youxin.

Xia Youxin stretched out her trampled hand to grab Luo Mixue's wrist, and there was a hint of sharpness in her gentle eyes: "I tell you, I didn't argue with you before because I thought you were young, but that doesn't mean I don't have a temper.

."

Xia Youxin's cold tone made Luo Mixue stunned. She couldn't help but take two steps back. She soon felt unwilling to give up and threw away Xia Youxin's hand. Luo Mixue viciously rubbed the photo in her hand.
Chapter completed!