Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 295 He Really Loves Her
Meng Yinyin struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, and she called Hai Na again.

Still powered off.

Could it be that Sister Na's cell phone is out of battery?
Meng Yinyin found a place with few people, sat on a bench and sent a message to Sister Na.

At this time, a young girl handing out leaflets came into her sight.

The girl also saw Meng Yinyin and walked towards her.

"Mrs. Song, hello." Yan Ruochen didn't put on makeup, she looked youthful and pretty, about the same age as Meng Yinyin.

"Hello."

Meng Yinyin didn't pay attention to it before, but after a closer look today, Yan Ruochen actually resembles her a little bit. The facial features are different, but the overall feeling is more similar.

Especially when the distance is long, just looking at the body shape, they are almost exactly the same.

To be precise, it resembles Xia Ning Xi.

She and Yan Ruochen are just Xia Ningxi's substitutes.

Thinking of Xia Ningxi, Meng Yinyin felt very uncomfortable.

Looking at Yan Ruochen, who was bound by fate, Meng Yinyin felt even more uncomfortable.

Yan Ruochen smiled slightly: "Madam Song, are you alone? Mr. Song is not with you?"

"Well, I'm alone." Meng Yinyin looked at the unfinished leaflets in Yan Ruochen's hand and asked, "Why are you handing out leaflets?"

"My father is sick and in the hospital. I have to take care of him, so I can only take time out to work part-time."

Yan Ruochen wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat down beside Meng Yinyin, opened his backpack, took out a bottle of mineral water and drank it.

The bottle of mineral water is badly worn, and it looks like it has been used for a long time.

The peddler who sold bayberry pushed a cart in front of Meng Yinyin. She used to be afraid of sourness and never ate bayberry, but today, she swallowed her saliva looking at it.

I bought a catty in the past and put one in my mouth without even washing it.

The sweet and sour taste pervades the lips and teeth, which is so comfortable.

Yan Ruochen looked at Meng Yinyin happily eating bayberries, and said with a smile, "Sour, Mrs. Song, are you going to give birth to Mr. Song's son soon?"

Meng Yinyin's heart ached and she shook her head: "Yesterday my aunt came."

"Oh, then keep working hard, haha!" Yan Ruochen joked, "You and Mr. Song have such good genes, you can have more babies, which will benefit mankind."

Meng Yinyin lowered her head and put another bayberry in her mouth.

She also wanted to have more children with Song Tingyue, but she couldn't!
If Mother Song hadn't told her, she would not have known that Song Tingyue's physical condition was so poor that even if she stopped taking the medicine, it would be impossible for her to conceive naturally.

I'm afraid he can only realize his wish to be a father when his body fully recovers.

Yan Ruochen saw that Meng Yinyin was depressed, and asked cautiously, "Mrs. Song, did you quarrel with Mr. Song? You don't seem very happy."

"No, there was no quarrel."

Meng Yinyin categorically denied it.

Yan Ruochen said enviously: "That's right, Mr. Song loves you so much, how could he possibly quarrel with you, Mr. Song is definitely the best man I've ever met."

"How do you know he loves me very much? He told you?" Meng Yinyin looked at Yan Ruochen, almost crying with sadness.

"He didn't tell me himself. I discovered it myself. Several times, he called me Yinyin. He really blurted it out. Mr. Song just went through the motions when he met me. I'm afraid he doesn't even know my name."

Yan Ruochen became serious: "Mrs. Song, although I don't know what happened between you and Mr. Song, I want to say that you must trust Mr. Song, he really loves you."

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