The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Qian Yikun hadn't answered yet, could he add another sentence: "Is this for this afternoon?"

Qian Yikun yelled, could it be said: "Don't be stupid, Mrs. Ding's daughter was lost two days ago, and was lost just after birth."

Qian Yikun stopped the car at the red light and looked at him, "Mrs. Ding's daughter?"

"Yes, Mrs. Ding prayed because of her daughter. The day when Ye Cong found me was the day when Mrs. Ding's daughter was born and disappeared." Could she look at Qian Yikun with a bit of scorn, "So you are less wounded in others Sprinkle with salt. "

Qian Yikun stopped talking because he didn't know what he could say now.

When the car arrived at the Qian's house, Qian Qian blamed Qian Yikun for taking Mo Fei out with him so late that he came back, and then pulled Mo Fei into the lobby. The kid runs around. "

Mo Fei paused, looked back to Qian Yikun, Qian Yikun had turned upstairs.

Qian Qian asked the servant to take the chicken soup to the restaurant, and then took it to the restaurant, "It's too thin, the girl can't be so thin, look at this little arm, and the wind will blow away."

"Auntie, I--" Murphy said, already pressed by the mother of money on the stool.

"I stayed up all afternoon and hurried to drink. Ikun told me about your situation. Later, this is your home. His parents are your parents." Qian Qian said, and persuaded her to drink. chicken soup.

The temperature of the chicken soup bowl was just right, and it was very comfortable to hold in the palm of my hand, but it was a bit burning at the moment.

The scent of chicken broth permeates the tip of the nose, and it is possible to hold back the tears that do not belong to me, and look up at the mother of money opposite you.

"Auntie, I have really eaten." Could it be said hurriedly that the soup bowl in her hand would be put down in the next second. She could not bear such goodness, as Qian Yikun said, she was not worthy .

"How can Yikun take you out to eat with so many people? Good, you can rest assured after drinking Auntie." The more Qian Mu looked, the more distressed it would be, especially the small body, she looked distressed when she looked thin .

Could it be a deep breath, and finally drank all the delicious and delicious chicken soup.

The chicken soup I drank not only warmed my stomach, but also her body.

Qian Mu watched as she drank it, and took her hand with satisfaction, but exclaimed in the next second, "Oh, why is this hand so cold? Aunt Chen, come over with a hot water cup, and I know you He will definitely not take care of you after going out with Yikun. Look at this cold hand. "

Could it be that she wanted to take back her hand, but Qian Mu didn't let go, she couldn't use her body strength at this moment.

The servant passed the hot water cup, and the mother of money hurriedly put it in the palm of her hand, "This woman can't be frozen, otherwise you will suffer at my age, the man has a thick heart, so you must know how to take care of yourself do you know?"

As a mother, Qian Qian babbled and talked to her. The wrinkled hands were not as lubricated as the hands, but they were reassuring.

Probably I could see that Mo Fei was not feeling right, so Qian Mu didn't continue to talk, but asked Mo Fei to go upstairs and take a rest.

Could it be that Qian Yikun returned to the door of Qian Yikun's room with a little lack of attention. She stood there and did not go in immediately, but turned and leaned against the wall.

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