In the end, both she and her mother came to their senses, so they left City A bleakly, left all their memories, and started their new life with guilt...

But now, she could clearly hear the voice of the woman who was only a few meters away from her. It was definitely Auntie Huanyan's voice.

This voice, in her loneliest and helpless girlhood, gave her the warmest comfort.

At that time, she told herself that if she liked someone, she would bravely walk in front of him, told herself that if she liked someone, she should try her best to be gentle with him, accompany her to choose the dress of the prom, and tell herself a story.

Auntie Huanyan is actually the perfect woman in her heart, gentle, kind and intelligent.

How much she wanted to be a woman like her, but maybe it was impossible.

I don't have that gentleness, and I don't have that kind of Xie Yuhua's character.

She's just a foolish fool...

At that time Jasmine wanted to stand up, she wanted to walk over and say to Auntie Huanyan, Auntie, do you still remember me?I am Jasmine. . . . .

But she held her hand tightly and told herself, don't act rashly, they haven't contacted her for a long time, and they didn't know that she had returned to City A, and now she came out so impulsively, it seemed impolite.

And I was in such a bad mood today, I seemed to be crying just now, there were tears in the corners of my eyes, and I was drinking again, my father said many times that girls should not drink, so going out like this just makes them worry. . . . .

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Soon, she heard the little girl's delicate voice acting coquettishly again: "Mom, what are you talking about, you say that Bao'er is the most beautiful girl in the world and a little princess at home all day long, so the big girl on TV Miss, is she as beautiful as Bao'er, tell me quickly, tell me quickly."

When Jasmine heard this voice, she couldn't help feeling very complicated.

She had heard about the daughter of her father and Auntie Huanyan before. She should be eleven or twelve years old this year. Her name is Situ Baoer. She is said to be very beautiful.

Jasmine had seen her photo once, but didn't remember it clearly.She's the daughter of Dad and Auntie Huanyan, so why isn't she pretty?

But listening to her delicate voice, I feel like I was myself many years ago.

Speaking of which, girls who are eleven or twelve years old generally don't talk like this...

Over there, Huanyan saw her daughter making a big fuss in front of her, and she couldn't help but make it difficult for her to say that she was more beautiful than Miss Sheng on the screen.

Although both she and her husband dote on their daughter at home, this is a public place after all.

Speaking of which, the quality of this sushi restaurant is not very high, and I usually don’t come to such places, but I don’t know which friend of Bao’er heard that this place is very delicious and authentic, so I took it with my husband for the first time. Come here with the kids.

The 15-year-old son, Situ Zhen, was still struggling at first, but she had a little outburst, and she had no choice but to follow.

At this moment, he was looking helplessly at his younger sister acting coquettishly and cutely.

Huanyan couldn't help coughing lightly: "Okay, okay, Bao'er, Bao'er, you are the most beautiful little princess in my mother's heart, it's all right, eat quickly."

She thought to herself that it would be better to settle Bao'er down quickly, otherwise the people next door would definitely say that they were not educated if they heard about it.

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