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Chapter 8770 Running alone at her mother's house (9)

Zhouzhou shook his head without even thinking about it: "No, my mother has a hard time making money, and Zhouzhou doesn't have a father..."

After speaking, the little guy's voice dropped.

He usually doesn't dare to mention these two words.

"Well, don't dislike her." Yan Jia looked at the little guy's rosy face and met his eyes, "She had a much harder time than you when she was a child, but she still gritted her teeth and came through."

"Then you should dislike your second uncle."

Yan Jia:?

"Why do you dislike me? The fries are confiscated." Yan Jia said, grabbing the plate in front of the little guy.

"You can't..." Zhouzhou covered the plate and refused to give it to him.

He finally ate French fries once!

The restaurant door was pushed open, and a gust of cold wind blew into the lobby.

Lin Zhi hurriedly walked into the restaurant, her face looking pale and haggard. She was in a bad state all day today.

At a glance, she saw Yan Jia and Zhou Zhou sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window!

Two people are fighting for the plate!

Yan Jia had no intention of competing with Zhouzhou, he was just teasing him.

As soon as he let go, Zhouzhou won!

Little guy happily eats French fries.

Lin Zhi walked over in a few steps, but the restaurant manager couldn't stop him.

The woman's forehead was slightly damp and stained with mist, and there was a thin layer of coldness in her eyes. She pursed her lips and stood at the table, her breath unsteady, and thousands of words suddenly stuck in her throat.

In her pupils were two figures, one large and one small.

Yan Jia looks very thin. He is different from the handsome, domineering and bullying man in the past. At this time, Yan Jia is thin and gentle, with sunken eye sockets and only a layer of black hair. The scars after surgery can be vaguely seen.

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"Mom..." Zhouzhou called her and covered the plate, fearing that he would run out of fries.

Lin Zhi's chest rose and fell violently, but Yan Jia was calm and composed.

He put his curled fingers on the table, raised his eyes and looked at Lin Zhi. After a long time, he slowly uttered a few words: "Long time no see."

One year.

It's as if the sea has turned into a mulberry field.

Lin Zhi's white lips were trembling.

Zhouzhou couldn't feel the strange atmosphere, and raised his hand cheerfully, feeding Lin Zhi a piece of French fries: "Mom, eat this, it's delicious."

Lin Zhi didn't open his mouth, Zhouzhou was a little anxious.

In a hurry, the little guy stood up and stamped his feet: "Mom, eat."

Yan Jia smoothed things over, held his little hand, brought the fries to his mouth, and ate them: "Zhouzhou, move to the side and let mom sit."

Zhouzhou nodded and moved to a seat next to the sofa.

But Lin Zhi didn't want to sit down. She looked at Yan Jia, with intense emotions surging in her eyes, like huge waves in the ocean.

The day she left Lancheng, she never wanted to see Yan Jia again in her life.

But just one year later, they met in a foreign country.

He came to her again.

Thinking of the panic and nightmare of being dominated by him in Lancheng, Lin Zhi clenched her fists.

However, my hand was suddenly held by a warm little hand.

Zhouzhou raised his big eyes: "Mom, sit down."

The little guy was a little anxious and shouted several times.

Only then did Lin Zhi come back to his senses, and his body was out of control.

She sat down next to Zhouzhou and looked at Yan Jia indifferently with a pair of deep eyes.

The man in front of him was calm and calm, and his thin body was wrapped in a slightly loose white T-shirt.

He had lost weight this year, and his facial features were angular and cold. The light from the crystal lamp fell in his eyes, and his whole body was filled with warm yellow light.
Chapter completed!
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