...

As soon as Han Zhijin's car turned to the road to Han's old house, he saw Lu Yangui standing under a street lamp tens of meters away through the windshield.

Han Zhijin subconsciously stepped on the brake and stopped the car.

He looked at his mother through the window for a long time before he stepped on the gas again.

The car stopped steadily in front of Lu Yangui. Lu Yangui looked at his son sitting in the car through the glass. His eyes were tense and scared. He hesitated for a long time, but he dared not come forward. Seeing his mother's appearance, Han Zhijin was both distressed and angry. He left the door of the car for a long time, and then pushed the door to get off the car.

He bypassed the car and rushed to land with Yan.

Looking at her close son, Lu Yan's red and swollen eyes cried again: "Zhijin, mom knows mom did something wrong, you Don't be angry or ignore your mother. She will go to your little uncle tomorrow to apologize. She will take all the wrong things, OK? "

Lu Yangui came from a very good family. He knew how to speak and do things slowly when he was young. This was the first time Han Zhijin saw his mother speaking to a man in such a pitiful tone of pleading. His eyes were sore, and he could not help interrupting his mother's flustered words: "I have found my little uncle..."

Lu Yan was stunned. After a while, she asked in that tone that she thought she had heard wrong: "have you looked for years?"

"Well, I've looked for my little uncle. I've all confessed to my little uncle..."

Lu Yangui's face turned white, her lips trembled violently, her face was tense and flustered. She opened her mouth several times, but she couldn't make a sound.

Han Zhijin knew what his mother wanted to ask. He didn't sell. Soon he opened his mouth again: "my little uncle said, this is the only time."

"Only once?" Lu Yangui couldn't believe it. She was stunned for a long time. Then she asked in a trembling voice, "is that what your little uncle really said? Doesn't your little uncle blame me? He... "

"My little uncle is very angry. He will be very angry. He smashed his study. He smashed many things at me, but Nothing hit me... "

After listening to Han Zhijin's words, what does Lu Yan understand? The tears in her corner of the eye fell like pearls of broken thread: "it's my fault, I don't believe them, it's me I forgot, we are a family... "

"I'm sorry for her. I'm sorry for your aunt."

"It's not that you're sorry for my aunt, it's that we're all sorry for my aunt..." Han Zhijin sipped his lips: "my little aunt can't be pregnant, she was drugged, not her problem It's because of our Han family... "

Lu Yangui shuddered and stepped back two steps. He almost fell to the ground.

She didn't know, didn't know about it, she just thought she couldn't be pregnant, born like this, she

Han Zhijin looked at his mother, who had been crying all the time. He took a step forward, then reached for the tissue and handed it to her.

Lu Yan GUI shivered his fingertips and took the paper towel to wipe his tears. Soon, the paper towel was soaked.

"Well, stop crying..." Han Zhijin reached out and gently patted Lu Yangui's back. When Lu Yangui's mood became stable, Han Zhijin said again, "Mom, it can't be like this in the future. This is really the last time, OK?"

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