After the divorce with the cub, the cold ex-husband cried and asked to remarry

Chapter 117 She Called Mu Yao's Mommy
After hearing this, Su Jin didn't come back to her senses for a long time, and stroked her words in her mind.

"Yaoyao, let me see if there are any injuries on her body?" Su Jin was worried, so she immediately pulled her up and down to look her up and down, and turned around again.

"I'm fine, okay, don't worry." Mu Yao smiled.

Su Jin saw that although she was in a mess and she was still wearing coarse linen clothes that didn't fit her body, but she really didn't have any external injuries, so she was a little relieved.

"You just said that you have a three-year-old daughter? She has been abroad and came back on the day of your accident. You lost contact?" Su Jin asked with a look of surprise when she thought of Mu Yao's words just now.

"Yes." Mu Yao nodded. "I have to find her, Susu, your company is engaged in new media, can you help me?"

"Of course. But, Mu Yao, how old is Little Mango? Three years old? She can't be you and Lu..."

Before she finished speaking, Mu Yao nodded her head, confirming her thoughts, facing Su Jin, she didn't want to hide anything.

Just wish she could help keep it a secret.

Especially for the Lu family.

She knows how important the Lu family is to their descendants.In case Little Mango's life experience is exposed, they will definitely rob her at all costs.

Su Jin understood her difficulties very well, nodded repeatedly, and asked Mu Yao for a photo of the little mango, and asked her colleagues in the company to help find someone.

The next day, Mu Yao got up before dawn, and went to her mother's grave.

My aunt kept thinking about my sister when she was abroad, and since she hasn't come back for so long, she should come here to have a look.

As soon as I stepped into the cemetery, I saw a middle-aged woman wearing a hat from a distance, holding a bouncing little girl by her side.

The little girl saw Mu Yao first.

"Mommy." With an exclamation, the whole person rushed over desperately, threw herself into Mu Yao's arms, and kissed again and again.

"Mommy, it's really Mommy, auntie, look, it's really Mommy."

Mu Yao was so excited that she couldn't speak, she kept stroking Little Mango's cheek with her hands, tears welling in her eyes.

It has been two full months since she left France and returned to City A last time. She really misses Little Mango.

My aunt stood behind and watched the scene where the mother and daughter hugged each other and cried, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

On the day she returned to China, she had been waiting at the airport, but she did not wait for Mu Yao, and no one answered her phone calls.

So he took a taxi to Mu's house with Little Mango, but he still couldn't find Mu Yao.

She thought about going back to Bai's house to inquire about news, but she really didn't want to see Shen Changqin, so she had to rent the house again with Little Mango.

Every day I come to my sister's cemetery and wait.

Originally, I just wanted to try my luck, but I didn't expect to meet him.

A few people burned some paper for Mu Yao's mother's grave together. During the chat, Mu Yao knew that her aunt had rented a house again, which was very close to a kindergarten, and she had moved in with Little Mango.

Mu Yao was very happy, and immediately called Su Jin, saying that she wanted to move out.

Su Jin heard that she had found Little Mango, so she didn't try to keep her too much, so she immediately asked for leave to help move things, and met Little Mango by the way.

Mu Yao just walked downstairs where Su Jin lived with the little mango in her arms, when she saw Song Yufei rushing out of the car from a distance.

"Yaoyao, where have you been? Do you know that I'm dying of anxiety."

Last night, he learned from Su Jin that after Mu Yao came back.

Came here before dawn and waited.

He went straight to Su Jin's house and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one greeted him. It wasn't until the neighbors came out to complain that he realized that there was no one inside.

He didn't dare to go far, so he stayed downstairs and waited.

"Mommy, who is this uncle?" Little Mango clung to Mu Yao's arms, opened a pair of big innocent eyes, and looked at the anxious uncle opposite.

Only then did Song Yufei notice that Mu Yao was holding a little girl in her arms.

This……

This……

He was so frightened that he couldn't speak, who was this little girl who was carved almost in the same mold as Mu Yao?

She still called Mu Yao's mommy?
Gosh.

(End of this chapter)