He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran knew that Lin Xiulan was basically responsive to Wen Huihui, and it was basically impossible for her to find a cut from Lin Xiulan.

So I can only hope that Huang Jianjun can find the real daughter of the commander's family as soon as possible.

At that time, Wen Huihui will just be a cocoon, and will not die!

Inside the room, Mrs. Fu grabbed her hand tightly: "You are my Weiwei, do you still remember... At that time, I asked the master to give you a picture of the sugar man?"

Wen Huihui's eyes flashed, this... no one told her, only that the commander's daughter was abducted in front of a sugar man's stall, but no one told her what the pattern was.

She shook her head slowly, her eyes flickering, and she seemed to be scared: "I...I don't remember...I don't remember."

It's been fifteen years, and it should be excusable to say that I don't remember what happened when I was three years old.

Mrs. Fu grabbed her hands: "You...can you take off your shoes?"

Wen Huihui's face turned pale, what do you mean? Why take off your shoes?

So, is there any mark on the foot? Why didn't she hear?

The blood on her face faded clean, and she was stunned, not knowing what to do for a while?

She wanted to run away, and she didn't know what punishment she would be punished if she was found out if she wanted to pretend to be the daughter of the commander.

She only knew that if the woman in front of her found out that she was not a daughter, she would be punished severely, and her charity face would be completely different at this moment.

She panicked, she panicked completely, whether she was the daughter of the commander's wife or not, she was the most cleared herself.

At this moment, is it about to be demolished by the wife on the spot?

Can her dreams last for only a few hours?

Mrs. Fu looked at her with a look of expectation, and her voice was still very gentle: "Okay? Can I take a look at your foot? Left foot."

At this moment, Wen Huihui seemed to have no choice but to bite the bullet, sit on the chair aside, and then slowly stretched out her hand to take off the cotton shoes on her feet.

The cotton shoes were taken off, and the cotton socks were slowly taken off, revealing her whole foot.

She had begun to prepare her words in her heart, but she heard soft sobbing. She raised her eyes, and Mrs. Fu's eyes were red, and big tears fell down.

Wen Huihui was stunned. Mrs. Fu's expression didn't look like a violent anger, but she looked like weeping with joy.

How is this going?

But when Mrs. Fu hugged her, she cried out uncontrollably: "Weiwei, you are really my Weiwei."

Song Ran outside the door can't help frowning and wondering, Mrs. Fu's affectionate voice seems to have confirmed that Wen Huihui is her daughter.

So... is there any mark?

Didn’t you say that there is no?

Therefore, Mrs. Fu also kept a hand to her because she was afraid that others would impersonate her daughter?

The door opened, and Mrs. Fu took Wen Huihui's hand and stood at the door. She waved to Song Ran and smiled: "Xiao Ran, come here, come here..."

Song Ran adjusted his expression, then smiled and walked over: "Godmother, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Fu stretched out her hand and hugged Song Ran: "You child, really is my lucky star. Just because I want to take you to the mountain village to enjoy the snow, I ran into my own daughter. You really are my lucky star. Thank you. you."

Song Ran looked at Wen Huihui, Wen Huihui's expression was ecstatic and guilty.