The man beside him coughed twice awkwardly: "Wife, stop making trouble. Yi Yi was only one year old at that time. How could he remember you? Don't scare her." Mr. Zhan reached out and pulled his wife up and hugged her in his arms.

"Yes, look at me, I'm so excited to see this little guy." Mrs. Zhan giggled twice, shrugged her shoulders, and rubbed the girl's face behind her: "But from today on, we will be a family, and the future is long, so there are opportunities to cultivate our relationship well."

As he said that, Mrs. Zhan reached out and pulled Yixiao's hand and walked out the door.

Xiao Yixiao then realized that they were a couple and seemed to have a good relationship, but she was still very confused about the purpose of their coming.

Xiao Yi smiled and blinked. After reacting, he pulled his hands and felt the girl's resistance. Mrs. Zhan turned around and asked, "Yi Yi, what's wrong?"

"That..." Xiao Yi smiled and bit her lip, asking for no reason: "Auntie, uncle, where are you going to take me?"

Seeing the little girl's rude voice and her thin shoulders trembled slightly, Mrs. Zhan's heart softened and her tone became gentler: "Yi Yi, my uncle and I are your father's friends. Before your father died, we promised her to take good care of you, so the aunt will pick you up."

"From now on, you will be our daughter. You must believe that your aunt will treat you like your biological daughter."

Mrs. Zhan held Yi Xiao's hand, so firm, and a warm energy came from the palm of her hand.

"But, I have a home, and I want to live in my own home." Yi Xiao shrank his hands, and the trance of mist in his eyes: "I want to wait for my mother here..."

When Mrs. Zhan heard this, she felt sighing.

A while ago, she went to attend a high-ranking official's wedding, and heard from people around her that who is going to get married again, and she turned out to be Yi Xiao's mother.

Although Mrs. Zhan has never seen Yi Xiao's mother before and doesn't know what her name is, every time Xiao Yi brings back a lot of luxury goods to her since she went abroad, she wondered whether she would be a vain woman.

Unexpectedly, how long it took for Xiao Yi to have a cold body, she couldn't get over her daughter and marry someone else.

So, that day, Mrs. Zhan was so popular that she didn't even eat the banquet, so she turned around and left.

Mrs. Zhan choked up and said, "Yi Yi, remember, I will be your mother from now on, he will be your father, you have an older brother, his name is Zhan Yan."

Before Yi Xiao could speak, a burst of laughter came.

Zhan Yan put his hands in his pants pockets and leaned lazily in front of the Audi car, as if he had no interest in having another sister.

But what he smiled was that the little thing was wearing a big pajama, with a soft and soft voice, and the confusion in his eyes was like a lost kitten, with hazy mist inside, and it looked like he saw a small fish in a trap, both greedy and nervous.

"Zhan Yan, don't scare Yi Yi." Mrs. Zhan frowned and scolded.

Xiao Yi smiled and looked up.

It was a boy, who looked only about eleven years old.

She is wearing a white sportswear, sunny and handsome, with her fine bangs floating lazily in the wind, her eyes are deep but with inquiry and unknown smiles.

The halo of sunlight shone on him, so harmonious.
Chapter completed!