Mr General doted on his sweet wife

"No, some friends will give it to us. I have promised."

When Zhuang Shihao thought of Xu Guangrong he had just seen, the two men avoided facing each other directly, and even did not communicate with each other.

However, Zhuang Shihao knows that Xu Rongrong is very close to Fang LAN.

He didn't care what kind of friends Fang LAN had and what kind of life he usually had, so he didn't know what kind of person Xu Rongrong was.

"Yes, Uncle Xu will send us." You you plunges into Fang Lan's arms. He is used to living with Fang LAN. Although he will miss Zhuang Shihao, he doesn't have any consciousness to force.

What's more, he is very used to it. Zhuang Shihao doesn't live with Fang LAN. So when he heard that he wanted to go home, he naturally chose Fang Lan's arms.

Zhuang Shihao saw his actions and his expression of no nostalgia for himself, and he understood the reason in his heart.

Youyou may need him, but because of his absence in the past three years, youyou is not indispensable.

A powerless frustration spread in his heart. Zhuang Shihao's whole body was covered with loneliness, and his figure was drawn for a long time in the light of street lamps.

Fang LAN hugged youyou and said, "goodbye with dad. We're home."

"Good bye, daddy." You you wave your hand.

Xu Guangrong just picked up the car, and Dr. Fang and Su Mu also came out of the manor.

When they saw Zhuang Shihao, they used to be angry, but now they have become quite calm. Fang LAN has become happy. They don't have to worry about so much.

Therefore, the two elders took the initiative to say hello to him.

Zhuang Shihao responded. Xu Rongrong came over warmly and said with a smile, "uncle and aunt, get on the bus. I'll see you off."

Fang LAN holding Youyou, along with her parents on Xu Rongrong's car.

The car turned around and drove out, leaving a trail of dust.

Zhuang Shihao stood in his place, took out a cigarette to light it and smoked it calmly. After a while, he put out the cigarette end and drove away from the manor.

Fang Lan's mood is no fluctuation, amnesia is this good, for his forgotten people and things, will not produce any feelings.

If there is no love, there will be no hatred, and there will be no peace of mind. There will be no waves and no nonsense.

Xu Rongrong's car stops in the community. He has to go to see doctor Fang and his mother su. Fang LAN says goodbye to them, takes youyou home, takes a bath directly, and goes to bed and falls asleep like a child.

The next day, when she returned to the community after sending you you you, she saw a pair of middle-aged people in their fifties who seemed to be waiting for her.

When the middle-aged couple saw her, they rushed forward and said, "Fang LAN!"

"You are..."

"Your grandparents." Mrs. Zhuang said with a smile, "you probably don't remember, but it doesn't matter. There's no other purpose for us to come. Wasn't youyou a birthday yesterday? We are too busy to come here. We want to take youyou home for dinner tonight

Fang LAN remembers seeing the couple in the photo album. The last time his father sent all his blessings, there were several large photo albums.

Fang LAN smile: "good, that evening I go to receive you you, and then give it to you."

"Good, good." Zhuang's mother's voice was agitated and said softly, "Fang LAN, it's really hard for you."