Girl, you are being calculated!

A good girl who is understanding, understanding and understanding is interpreted to the extreme.

I just don't know, is she tired from living?

"Mom, I bought you some clothes, do you like them?" Xiao Huanhuan ignored Xiao Ran and Xiao Yingrou, opened the bag he brought with him, and took out a pair of cotton and linen home clothes.

Zhong Lingsu has a small melon-shaped face and is very resistant to aging. She already has two children, and she is as delicate as a young woman in her early thirties.

Her life experience is very rough, so she has always closed herself, doesn't have much contact with the outside world, and is also poor in social interaction. She has always worshiped Xiao Ran as a god in her heart, and obeyed her words. This caused her to love her daughter but not Being able to protect her daughter has caused her to suffer so many grievances.

If she had been as aggressive and domineering as Jiang Yifan's mother, Xiao Yingrou would have been kicked out long ago.

The relationship between Xiao Huanhuan and her mother has always been very good. When she was abroad, she would often send her some clothes and jewelry back to her mother. Zhong Lingsu has always cherished them. This time Xiao Huanhuan brought her gifts back with her own hands. I was so happy that I took the clothes and went upstairs to try them on.

Xiao Ran came over with his arms around Xiao Yingrou's shoulders, looked at Xiao Huan and asked with a smile: "Huan Huan, you always bring gifts to your mother, why didn't you give them to your father once?"

Xiao Huanhuan was a little embarrassed by his blunt question, glanced at him, then looked away, and whispered: "I thought you didn't like it... If Dad likes it, I'll bring it to you next time... "

Xiao Ran patted her on the head, and said softly: "Huan Huan, your father was really strict with you when you were young, but your father has regretted it now, so don't talk to your father like this in the future, okay? Dad is very sad to see it .”

Xiao Huanhuan suddenly raised his head and looked at him in shock.

She had never heard Xiao Ran say such a thing!

Yes!

She has resentment towards her father, but more than anyone else, she hopes that her father will live a happy life, and she doesn't want him to be sad at all!

"I'm sorry..." She apologized with difficulty, "I don't know..."

She no longer knew how to get along with her father.

Every time she saw her father holding Xiao Yingrou in his arms with a pleasant face, it felt like a thorn was stabbed deep in her heart, and it hurt so badly.

Ever since Xiao Yingrou was adopted, Dad has never hugged her so lovingly.

Not once.

"Silly girl!" Xiao Ran patted Xiao Huanhuan's head, his tone full of affection, "No matter what, you are my father's biological daughter! My father is a bit stricter on you, but no matter what time comes, you She's my Xiao Ran's daughter, she's my Xiao Ran's apple of the eye! Last time you said that Dad is your pride, and Dad always wanted to tell you that you are also Dad's pride, and Dad loves you very much, loves you very much!"

Xiao Huanhuan's eyes were even more shocked, and he looked at him in disbelief.

Xiao Ran rubbed her hair and smiled dotingly, "Our family is becoming more and more beautiful, with a good temperament, no matter how you look at it, it's cute, and Dad likes it too!"

"Father!" Xiao Huanhuan's eyes were red, looking at Xiao Ran, he muttered and couldn't speak.

Xiao Yingrou's whole body was trembling uncontrollably, this time she was not afraid because of Xuehu, but because of Xiao Huanhuan.

The conversation between Xiao Ran and Xiao Huanhuan was like needles glowing with cold light, piercing through her tympanic membrane and falling into her heart.