"Auntie, I'll say goodbye to the teacher and pack up my stuff..."&1t;/p>

Such a happy figure...&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan looked at him and smiled slightly...&1t;/p>

Ye Yan looked at her worriedly. Ye Weilan must not know how ugly her face was...&1t;/p>

This child went back, every minute and every second, reminded Ye Weilan of her past sins and the deepest regret in her life...&1t;/p>

Xiaojiu…&1t;/p>

Why do you want to love your mother with your life? It's so cruel...&1t;/p>

Such words are similar to questions, but no one dares to say them in front of Xiao Yechen. Every time they see the child's beautiful purple eyes, they can't say them even if they blame too much...&1t;/p>

Ye Yan raised her head, looked at the sky above her head, and thought of her Ino again...&1t;/p>

Her Ino has been missing for seven years...&1t;/p>

Ino is seven years old, he must be like Ningning. He is a very lively and cute girl. Her adoptive father and mother must be very pampering...&1t;/p>

She lives the little princess’ life in a place she can’t see...&1t;/p>

This is the greatest comfort to Ye Yan...&1t;/p>

Tuantuan came out soon, carrying a bag, with a dazzling smile like the sun, and waved his little hands from afar, "Auntie, I'm here..."&1t;/p>

When he walked over, he picked up Xiaoxiao, who was holding Ye Weilan in his hand, threw the little guy's body high into the sky, and then caught it...&1t;/p>

"Wow, there is an extra cute sister..."&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan looked at him, put down his daughter, held his hand, and smiled gently at him, "Auntie takes you home."&1t;/p>

Xiao Muzhao was stunned for a moment, for some reason why his eyes were sour. He twitched his nose and nodded, "Well, go home with my aunt."&1t;/p>

Home...&1t;/p>

It seems to be a good word...&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan led him and got on the car with Ye Yan. They had another task, and Qinghuan should take it back.&1t;/p>

Whether it is Mu Zhao or Qing Huan, they are all fatherless and motherless existences. Although they are not wandering outside, they will still be lonely without the taste of relatives...&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan was absent-minded along the way.&1t;/p>

Xiaoxiao and Xiaoxue were rarely silent, looking at her mother's beautiful face, dark eyes, silky wood, and her snow-white skin was filled with halo, as if it would disappear in the next second...&1t;/p>

The two little girls suddenly complained about their brother, why did they make their mother so sad...&1t;/p>

The two babies are so sad, they are so sad that they are not in the mood to welcome their new partners...&1t;/p>

Ye Yan drove to another place, which was a noble school under the Mo Ye City. Those who were not prepared to inherit their father's profession would send their children here, which was both safe and well educated.&1t;/p>

Xiao Qinghuan should be eleven years old...&1t;/p>

That child must be very beautiful...&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan and his three children were taken into the dance classroom by the teacher. Under the beautiful blue light, a slender figure was wearing a green long skirt and dancing classical dance...&1t;/p>

The graceful dance posture, each rotating side waist and swinging sleeves, explaining the meaning of beauty...&1t;/p>

Of course, the little beauty embryo has become a big beauty...&1t;/p>

Xiaoxue looked at the sister who was only one year older than her, and looked at her sister's delicate and slim body. She looked down at herself. She had a round little figure, big round eyes, and a fat baby face...&1t;/p>

Little girl, she burst into tears...&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!