Chapter 69 Lost

  Lu Jingyun and others, as well as the staff of the program group, were shocked by this sudden change.

  Before they could react, another person rushed out of it.

   "Xiuhua, let go of them. This is a girl, not An'an, not our son."

  The woman who originally held Ye Wanxi seemed to be stimulated by these words, and the hand holding Ye Wanxi tightened unconsciously, almost holding Ye Wanxi in her arms, turning her head to scream hysterically at her husband.

"No, he is An An, he is An An, he is my son. It is my son, no one wants to take him away, no one wants him to leave me again. An An, An An, I am a mother, you Don't go, don't leave mom."

  The audience in the live broadcast room was also stupid to see this scene.

【what's the situation? Is this woman Ye Zuojing's mother? Wasn't there a media report that Ye Zuojing's parents had died? Where did a mother pop up again? 】

  【Fuck, it's not that he is famous, because he thinks his family is poor and loses face, and deliberately said that his parents were dead, right? 】

  【Hello, are you blind or deaf? They all said it was a son, but he was holding a girl! 】

  【? ? ? So Ye Wanxi is a man disguised as a woman? Or is she too heroic to be regarded as a man? This... there are too many slots and I don't know how to vomit for a while. 】

   [Uh, although it’s not very good to say that, how do you feel that this woman who rushed out suddenly looks abnormal? 】

  The big brother was afraid of his wife hurting others, so he didn't dare to continue to irritate her. He carefully persuaded: "Xiuhua, don't get excited first, loosen it a little bit, don't hold it so tightly, you are hurting An'an."

  "Do I hurt An'an?" The woman's eyes suddenly turned into a trance, "Did I hurt An'an?"

  It was this moment that Big Brother was waiting. With his neat hands and feet, he pulled his wife back.

  While dragging her into the small house, she still did not forget to yell at Ye Wanxi and the others: "Go, you guys go!"

   Being so pulled, the woman finally recovered, screaming sternly and almost overturning the roof: "An An, my An An..."

  This sound made everyone present a little creepy.

  Lu Jingyun took the lead in reacting, and took Ye Wanxi's hand, and said with concern: "It's okay, is there any damage?"

   "It's okay." Ye Wanxi touched her sore arm thoughtfully.

  Others didn't think much about her when they saw her, they just thought she was scared by that woman.

   "Leave here first."

   "Yes, right, right, leave here." Wu Qianqian didn't care about playing a petty temper, and immediately echoed Wang Chengwen's words and ran faster than anyone else.

  The villager uncle outside the door looked calm when he saw a few people come out, and he was not surprised at the sharp shouts that were still coming from inside.

   After starting the car, he sighed, “Brother Daming’s house is rioting again. I’m sorry, I scared you. Don’t take it to heart, Xiuhua didn’t mean it.”

  Lu Jingyun frowned upon hearing him say this, and asked curiously: "Big brother, do you know the family just now, and the...woman just now?"

   "It's all from the village folks, how can you not know it? Don't be afraid, today is An An's birthday, Xiuhua may be a little out of control. She really has no bad thoughts, and she doesn't usually do that."

   "An An? Is the son of the woman just now? Where is he now? Why is his mother like this..."

"lost."

  (End of this chapter)

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