Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Chapter 946 is the only evidence that the mother remembers him.

Lin Biao fell into recollection, his eyes were slightly damp: "Can you believe it? In this age, before I started to send school uniforms in junior high school, the clothes turned out to be patched! When the pants were short, Dad used cloth to pick me up. Then I wore it. Later, my grandmother gave me the old clothes of her granddaughter. I only had the clothes to be patched, but the little girl next door stopped me on the way to school, pointed me to the classmates and told the students. My mom is a madman, and I wear it from head to toe from the inside out...she gave it to me."

Listening to Lin Biao's words, Lin Wen can imagine her arrogant people, how humiliating at that time.

Lin warmed Lin Biao’s eyes and accumulated tears. He took a paper towel and handed it to her...

She smiled and wiped her nose and tears, only to look at the ink and smack: "I hate my father's incompetence, hate that he can't let his wife and children live on a warm and warm day, and hate why he doesn't want to cure it. Governance is always crazy and silly mother. Later, after my mother died, I realized that after Dad left the living expenses of the family every month, I used all the money to find you!"

In the mind of the ink, I can imagine the picture. His father counted the money in his hand to set aside the cost of living. Because he wanted to let his daughter eat a piece of meat, he hesitated to withdraw a little from the money he was looking for.

"I'm sorry..." Yan Mo said to Lin.

If it is not because he lost, Lin Biao does not have to go through this, she can be a good lady in the Lin family, do not have to ... do not have to suffer so much.

"I said this, not to apologize for you, nor to blame you!" Lin Biao was very gentle. She stared at the ink. "I tell you this, I want you to know that my parents love you very much and never give up." Looking for you, never, until Dad got cancer, he said me and Lin Wen’s life, and then..."

Lin Biao’s throat whimpered, and the rest did not have the heart to say it...

Their father jumped on the top floor and disappeared into the world forever. No one is looking for ink.

"I know!" He nodded, and he could see that Lin Biao was a very kind girl.

Otherwise, she followed the Ji Yun couple so much suffering, after returning to the Lin family, they don't have to pay attention to Ji Yun, but she still took care of Ji Yun, not because of hate, anger, Lin warm, anger, if not good enough people Can't do it.

Later, Lin Biao continued to talk about things in his childhood, and more about how his father made money to support his family. Their father was so hard but like a philanthropic belief that he insisted on working hard. Lin Biao said that she suspected that ... finding the ink is the father's belief.

"Just, Dad never said you, even your name and Lin Wen are all learned from my mother's letter... You are Lu Bozhen." Lin Biao said, taking out Ji Yun from the bag. The original letter, carefully spread out and handed it to the ink.

I picked up my hands and saw the photos of the letters and the paper stationery that I had touched by my mother. It felt different.

I was so red-eyed, looking at the beautiful handwriting on the letter paper, I can imagine how gentle a woman is to her mother.

"This... I have scanned and printed it, I think... Mom's personal letter should be left to you!" Lin Biao said.

For Lin Biao, she and Ji Yun lived together for the longest time, and Zhai Mo is the least time for them to get along with Ji Yun, and is also the most concerned about Ji Yun, so she is willing to put this one very for her. A valuable personal letter to 岑墨!

She and Lin Wen have memories of Ji Yun together, but there is no ink!

This letter, probably for Yan Mo, is the only evidence that the mother remembered him.

"Thank you!" In the heart of the ink, there was a complicated mood. "Thank you! I will take care of my mother's letter!"

"I believe you will!" Lin beheaded.

The sad mood was so weak that Lin Biao couldn’t breathe. She took a sip of the cold cup and looked at Lin Wen: "How, when will I return to Lin and my parents and say that you found your brother?" ?! And what about your pregnancy?!"

"I will go back in the little night!" Lin warmed and smiled.

Yan Mo folded the letter left by Ji Yun and put it in his suit pocket. He said: "I will say hello to Lin Biao in advance, and I will go to Lin Family with Song Hao. Thanks to my aunt and my aunt for taking care of Lin Wen in recent years. ""

The phone in the pocket vibrates, and Lin Wen sees it as a dialect. He gets up and connects outside the private room: "Hey, sister..."

"Who are you going to the cemetery today?! A reporter I know got a few photos from a paparazzi. It was a picture of you holding a hand in a cemetery and a strange man! What happened?!" Just ask.

It’s not a dialect letter, but the warmth of Lin’s character. It’s just that there’s a photo of the dialect that doesn’t look like Fu Huai’an is a bit flustered.

The meaning of the dialect friend is very clear. The paparazzi wants money. It is not necessary to ruin Lin Wen. Therefore, he suggested that Lin Wen should break the money and avoid the disaster. Give some money to buy the photos. There are dialect friends in the middle, not There will be follow-up threats, the photos must be clean and sold to Lin Wen.

The dialect did not reply immediately. He only said that she believed Lin Wen warmed up and hung up the phone and quickly called Lin Wen to ask what was going on.

"I went to the cemetery with Zhai Mo!" Lin Wen did not speak the dialect. "Sister, I am my brother, my brother... We just did the identification! I took my brother to the cemetery to worship my parents." My parents found my brother for a lifetime. I couldn't see my brother before I died. Our brothers and sisters shook hands and cheered each other and told our parents that we had reunion. I don't think there is anything wrong with this..."

"Mr. Hey, is your brother?! Dear brother! This is too unexpected!" The dialect's heart was put down for a long time, and immediately saw the opportunity from inside. She nodded: "Well, I understand, your brothers and sisters gather together. I am dealing with this thing here..."

The dialect did not intend to press this thing, the heat sent to the door... Why is the dialect not fried? !

The friend of the dialect said that there was no reply in 4 hours, and the paparazzi was about to expose the photo, so let him expose it...

Later, Lin Wen and Fu Huai'an came out to explain that if the identification report of Yan Mo and Lin Wen could be dried out, it would be a proper heat!

Moroccan invisible wealthy sister, oh... Lin Wen is also a giant!

The dialects that are happy in the dialect are exposed. She really thinks that Lin Wen is a **** who can't hide because of his fame. He can recognize a brother and get a news.

The dialect immediately made the studio the best preparation. When the photo came out, hire the water army to go to the forest. Don't be polite...

Secondly, the babies look at the poor part of the ink, do not vote for the month? !

(End of this chapter)