Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

But every time she gave her milk powder, she would drink it obediently, and then just like now, she lifted up a small apple-like face, letting her mother boast and comfort her, because she drank her least I like milk.

"Hey, come, mother kiss," Xia Ruoxin kissed his daughter's face, stuffed the baby into her arms, and went to wash the bottle by herself.

In the afternoon, she sent her daughter to school. They are very close to the school, thanks to the proximity. Otherwise, if there is no car, Xiaoyudian would squeeze the bus with her. It is indeed a pitiful child, and the weather is now Not good, the light rain is a sensitive love sick.

Ruoxin, suddenly, she heard someone in her voice, this voice is very familiar, but most people who are familiar at this time do not like her too much.

She turned around and flashed a little alert inside her eyes.

What is she doing here?

She patted her little back gently.

"Small rain, you have to be obedient, can you play a game with your mother?"

Xiaoyu Dian blinked his round and bright eyes. "Mom, do you want to play hide-and-seek with Xiao Yudian?"

"Well, the baby is so smart," Xia Ruoxin pressed his daughter's little face into her arms. "Mom won't get up if you don't let you get up. You lose but you don't have cake to eat."

"Okay," Xiao Yu agreed with milk and milk, holding the baby in one hand and the clothes on the mother's chest in one hand. Mother said if she didn't let it go, she wouldn't get up. She knew that grandma might be a bad person. She couldn't see anyone, but her voice would remember. It's like the person who bullied her mother in the hospital last time, but grandma seems to help her, so she doesn't know if grandma is a bad person or a good person, but she will listen to her mother.

"Ruoxin, is it really you?" Song Wan strode over and was very surprised to meet Xia Ruoxin here, but it turned out that Xia Ruoxin was hugging a little girl, who was two or three years old and listened quite young. .

"This kid is ..."

Song Xiaowan asked carefully, but she did not think of the child to Xia Ruoxin, because Xia Ruoxin was in their eyes a woman who could not have children and had no fertility. Otherwise, why would the Chu family agree so simply? Chu Li was divorced.

Xia Ruoxin doesn't hate Song Wan. Among other things, she is a good mother and a rare one. She has some integrity and will not blindly protect her son. Right, that's it, right, that's right, When she was wrong, she was wrong. She was very grateful when she was in the Chu family. Zeng Jin also remembered that if she was a mother, it was a pity. Unfortunately, she was not a mother, she was someone ’s mother, and she was a mother of Chu. It's Chulu's mother.

When Xia Ruo saw that Song Wan's eyes were always on Xiaoyudian's body, she turned to her side, blocking Song Wan's eyes.

"This is a friend's child." She caressed Xiaoyudian's soft hair. Now she doesn't want to let the Chu family know that Xiaoyudian exists. She is alone, and no one can take it away.

It should be a beautiful child. Song Wan didn't think about it. She knew that Xia Ruoxin had a boyfriend. This child is afraid of the man. Anyway, it ’s all right. There is only one child, or a girl. The girl is intimate. Easy to raise.

"I'm sorry, aunt, I have to leave before leaving," Xia Ruoxin said to Song Wan apologetically. Although his tone was not stiff, he didn't mean to talk more.

For the Chu family, she doesn't want to deal with it anymore.

Including Chu Li, including Li Manni, and of course Song Wan, now.

"Oh, okay," Song Wan was also very embarrassed and wanted to say something, but those words were stuck in her throat, and there was no way to come out anyway. In fact, she really wanted to say sorry.

But I'm sorry for anything.

No matter how much I'm sorry for, what's got in return, but now, in fact, others don't need it anymore.

"Can I hug her?" Song Wan asked nervously. The grown-ups had no immunity to the children. The tender little hands and small feet, the small and soft body, and the milky sound of milk The sound of this song is already fascinating, not to mention that Song Wan, who is waiting for her grandson, is about to worry about white hair.

Xia Ruoxin held her daughter's hand tightly, she was unwilling.

If Xiao Yu looked at it alone, she might not be able to associate with her, but if she is with her, after comparing it, it is obvious that they are mother and daughter.

Xiaoyudian is actually very similar to her. She will not risk letting Chu family know the existence of Xiaoyudian. Although Li Manni has a child now, Chu family will never let her blood flow out.

"Sorry," Xia Ruoxin refused, "she was asleep."

"It's okay," Song Wan was actually a little nervous, she held out her hand, "I'll just hold it, rest assured, I also held the child, it won't hurt her."

Xia Ruoxin is not nervous now. If she doesn't let Song Wan hug, she might think that Song Wan would think more. Now they all think that the raindrops are Gao Yi's children. After all, she should n’t be able to give birth. Chulu should know it clearly, but Song Wan is not stupid, but she just hugged the child and not abducted. If she has always been reluctant, it is inevitable.

Just as she was in a dilemma, the soft and tender voice of Xiaoyu came from her arms.

"Auntie, don't hold it. Auntie."

Song Wan was a little disappointed, but she just let go of her. It seemed that the child could not hold it.

"Sorry," Xia Ruoxin nodded to Song Wan, hugged a little rain, and her pace was faster. Until a place where no one was, she let her daughter down, then squatted down, and Her sight was parallel.

"How did you know that it was called Aunt Mom?" Xia Ruoxin pinched her daughter's face. It was a surprise. The daughter reacted strangely.

Xiaoyudian played with his little finger, and said with big bright eyes, "Dad said, if the mother doesn't let Xiaoyudian see anyone, then call her aunt."

Xia Ruoxin no longer knows how to thank the man. He thought of it all, but she didn't think so much.

"Leave, let's go home."

Xia Ruoxin stood up and hugged her daughter, but Xiaoyudian pulled her sleeves.

"Mom, Xiao Yudian will just leave by herself. Xiao Yudian will grow up. Don't let my mother hold it."

In fact, she was worried about her mother's left hand. In fact, she knew that her mother's left hand hurt, and it was even more painful to hold her. Therefore, if she wanted to be a good boy, she couldn't make her hurt.

"Let's go," Xia Ruoxin took her daughter's little hand and matched her footsteps, and they walked towards their home. At this time, it was late autumn, and a lot of trees fell on both sides of the road. The leaves look like a beautiful leaf rain.