In the room.

Sun Zhen's whole body trembled with genuine anger. She felt sad that her daughter had such a dregs father.

"Are you ok?" Zhong Qingfeng closed the door, walked to her side at a loss, wanted to reach out and hug her, comforted her, and was afraid that she was not happy and did not adapt. After a long struggle, he just stopped. At last, he just looked at her worried.

Sun Zhenzhen, who was in a bad mood, hugged himself in front of the floor to ceiling window. After a long silence, his voice vibrated and said, "I'm ok."

Looking at her sad look, she still gritted her teeth and insisted that she was OK. Zhong Qingfeng was very upset. Her two strong eyebrows were screwed up. Bai jingsven's face was full of heartache for her.

But he still didn't say anything superfluous, silently turned around to pour a glass of white water for her, and brought it to her side, "drink water."

Sun Zhenzhen picked up the glass conveniently, Gudong Gudong drank the water in the glass, and then the whole face was bloodstained.

He handed the cup back to Zhong Qingfeng. He tried to pull up a smile on his stiff face and said, "Qingfeng, thank you."

Seeing her pretentious free and easy appearance, Zhong Qingfeng's heart was more painful, and his eyebrows were severely twisted into Sichuan characters, and he said: "you are welcome to me, don't worry, I will never let your mother and daughter suffer any harm with me."

Just before the door closed, he specially looked up and down at the man outside the door, so as to understand why Sun Zhenzhen was so afraid of him and why he called him.

Little Molly is so similar to that

"He is little Molly's father?" Even though he had the answer in mind, he could not help asking in a low voice.

He wanted to answer the question himself from sun Zhenzhen.

Sun Zhenzhen, who has been staring at the floor with his eyes down, heard him ask suddenly. Suddenly, he raised his head. The scarlet eyes were full of fear. "You, how do you know?"

All of a sudden, the truth that she had been trying to hide was revealed today. The feeling in her heart was really weird.

It's like fear, it's like uneasiness, and it makes her look like a hedgehog suddenly pricking up.

"Little Molly looks like him." Seeing her so nervous look, Zhong Qingfeng suddenly felt guilty and asked her this question.

Back slightly a stiff, she looked flustered response for a few seconds, before the voice is very light very light asked: "like?"

In fact, little Molly is more and more like Yang Yilin. She knows better than anyone else, but she just doesn't want to admit that little Molly is the daughter of that scum.

All these years, she has been deceiving herself. Suddenly, the window paper was pierced, and she was in a panic.

If you can see it in the breeze, it means that Yang Yilin can also see it

"Qingfeng, have you packed everything? Let's go quickly. " She can't stay in this place for a moment. She'll go mad if she stays any longer.

It can be seen by the breeze. I believe others can see it. The Yang family has a great career. In addition, there is the relationship between Mo yanjue and her family. If you know about this, you can't be sure that you won't put pressure on her to hand over the child. Then she just can't leave.

Before, she was alone and fearless, but now it's different. Her daughter is all she has. She can't lose it.

"Really, don't worry. The things have been packed. I'll go to the room and ask little Molly to come out. You can calm your mood. You don't want this to affect little Molly's growth, do you?" Hands gently on her shoulders, Zhong Qingfeng said softly.

Thinking of her daughter, she bited her lips fiercely and put all the bad emotions back to her... B

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