After more than an hour's high-speed rail journey, Aunt Thirteen arrived at the increasingly prosperous Rongcheng as scheduled.

The station is full of modern atmosphere, and its brand-new and spacious canopy is not inferior to the airport at all.

The spacious and bright waiting hall is more colorful than the other.

Here, even if people traveling far away are not in a good mood, they may think that the world is so big and worth a look.

Walking in the exit passage, VIP room.

This time I came back, I was a little bit uncomfortable with it.

The little girl is getting further and further away from herself.

The mother and daughter, one headed west and the other headed east.

Now, my daughter is still away from her at a speed of about 120 kilometers per hour, running back to Yang Fan's hometown.

Thinking of this, Aunt Thirteen felt empty.

I'm increasingly reluctant to leave the little girl.

I don't know when he could go on such a journey with his daughter and himself, or she would follow him toward Akime Mountain and return to his hometown.

Sometimes, Thirteen would be upset about why this is happening. If it is not married, it would be great if he is younger than him. Even if he has a girlfriend, he would still snatch it.

But if I don’t have a daughter, I probably won’t have anything to do with him.

The two of them were closer to each other, and they all depended on their daughter.

When he first met, he loved her daughter very much, and her daughter also liked him very much.

After a while, she gradually became involved with him by her daughter.

The car sent by Wen's mother had been waiting for a long time. When someone left the station on Thirteenth, he came to carry her luggage and took her to take the bus.

At less than nine o'clock in the evening, Aunt Thirteen entered her parents' home.

Yang Fan and Guoguo are still running on the expressway, and it will take about two hours to get home.

"Guoguo really won't come back?" Wen's mother searched behind Aunt Thirteen, but she didn't see her elf-like granddaughter and said a little surprised.

Wen’s father was also at home, sitting on the sofa in front of the TV in the living room.

Seeing that only his daughter came back alone and had no granddaughter, he felt a little regretful and said, "Why don't you bring the little guy back? I miss her."

Aunt Thirteen was even more unhappy: "I talked about my granddaughter every day, and I never took my daughter seriously. I won't come back this month and next month."

Wen's father and Wen's mother looked at each other and smiled.

Wen's mother shouted upstairs: "Sister Lu, please go and cook some midnight snacks for Thirteen. Well, let me and Lao Wen have some."

Sister Lu, Wen’s nanny, who lives in the house.

"You have grown up, and your parents are embarrassed to say it out loud if you miss you. They can only use Guoguo as a shield. Do you understand?" After instructing the nanny to cook a midnight snack, Wen's mother and Shisan went to take the elevator and went upstairs to put their luggage on.

"I don't understand, I'm back alone, you didn't give me a good look." Thirteen looked cold.

"When will you bring your Xiaofan back?" Wen's mother asked with a smile.

Thiran's cold face turned red and he said ashamed: "Mom, he is just Guoguo's father, not mine..."

"I understand, I understand." Wen's mother still smiled: "It's not your boyfriend and husband."

Thirteen stomped his feet: "Mom, what age I am, can I stop treating me as a child?"

Wen's mother disagreed: "You are the mother of a decades-old child, and you are still my daughter. What's more, you..."

Speaking of this, Wen's mother stopped and quickly changed the topic: "Your sister wants to take her children back to Rongcheng for Children's Day, so you can bring Guoguo back then."

"Let's talk about it, Guoguo may just want to live with her father, and even I dislike it." After leaving the elevator, Aunt Thirteen took her luggage into her room.

"Do you care so much about Xiaofan?" Wen's mother asked curiously.

"What do you think? Once, Xiaofan gave her a question. There was only one person and pet in the options that could survive to accompany her. You and my dad were even worse than Genggu, so they were crossed out early." Aunt Thirteen was in a good mood.

"That's not normal. Your dad and I don't accompany her often." Wen's mother didn't care at all.

After pausing, she asked again: "Did Guoguo choose Xiaofan in the end?"

Thirteen looked jealous: "In the end, only Xiaofan and I were left. The little girl cried fiercely. I don't know how to choose, but Xiaofan didn't let her continue to choose."

"Xiaofan did it right." Wen's mother sat next to her daughter's bed and watched her daughter take out the gift box from her suitcase.

Although there is everything at home, it is my daughter's wish.

"If you continue to choose, the little girl will definitely choose her father. I will get angry when I think of this." Aunt Thirteen threw down the gift box, went to the bathroom in the bedroom to wash her face, and went to the bathroom.

Wen's mother sat on Thirteen's bed, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and sighed slowly for a long time.

Why hasn't my younger daughter recovered yet?

It's hard to deal with now.

A few minutes later, Thirteen came out, with some water droplets hanging on the bangs on his forehead.

She is not much different from her face without makeup, and she looks even more close to the door and friendly.

"Thirteen, sit down." Wen's mother patted the bed next to her.

Thirteen didn't think so much, so he wiped his face with a wet wipe and sat next to Wen's mother.

"Thirteen, tell my mother the truth, have you ever had a room with Xiaofan?" Wen's mother went straight in.

Thirteen was stunned, and seemed a little unbelievable that his mother asked so bluntly.

"Mom, do you ask this?" Thirteen blushed like the unmarried girl, embarrassed, embarrassed, and at a loss.

"Well, this must be asked." Wen's mother was very calm.

"I refuse to answer." Thirteen got up and wanted to walk away.

Wen's mother quickly grabbed her little daughter: "It's really important, Thirteen, you answer your mother's question."

Thirteen shook Wen's mother's hand and blushed, "No!"

Wen's mother was stunned: "You haven't had the same room as Xiaofan?"

"No more questions!" Thirteen wanted to run away, but this is her room, where can I go?

She had no choice but to pull her mother up and try to push her away.

Wen's mother is a noble lady, much plump than Thirteen. If she doesn't want to leave, Thirteen can't push it.

"Thirteen!" Wen's mother looked helpless, and turned to her little daughter and said, "Stop pushing, mom wants to have a good chat with you."

"Just talk, don't ask such questions again." Thirteen shook his hair and sat back on the bed.

"Okay." Wen's mother also sat back.

There is a sofa in the room, and even a coffee table and a TV.

But sitting on the bed makes the mother-daughter relationship seem more intimate, chatting more relaxed, and talking more broadly.

"Before chatting, please answer your mother's question just now. Have you had the same room as Xiaofan?" Wen's mother asked again.

Thirteen blushed and couldn't do anything to his mother. He whispered: "No, it's not that far."

When Wen's mother heard what her little daughter said, she felt relieved.

But soon, he was a little surprised and worried again and asked, "Why is Xiaofan not okay yet?"

Thirteen didn't want to answer such a question, but thinking about not answering it may make my mother misunderstand and look down on Yang Fan.

Protecting the face of a man is a woman’s obligation.
Chapter completed!