Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Yi Minglian has spoiled her all his life, he will do whatever she does, but now he really has nothing to do with her.

Meng Fu looked at him, took the phone and walked around to unlock it.

His mobile phone lock is useless to her.

When the phone was turned on, there was a picture of a girl on it.

She couldn't help laughing: "You old bastard really look at other girls behind my back, you..."

She paused suddenly, looking at the girl in the photo, she was stunned, her mind went blank.

how……

She turned mechanically and looked at Yi Minglian, who looked at her with red eyes.

Meng Fu's face turned pale, her lips were dry, and she opened her mouth for a long time without saying a word.

Yi Minglian looked at her and said nothing.

With moist eyes, Meng Fu looked at the girl on the phone.

She rushed out suddenly, went downstairs quickly, went to her storage room, and started to search for things.

Yi Minglian followed closely, and all the servants stood at the door in confusion and did not dare to go in.

"I'll help you find what you're looking for."

Meng Fu didn't speak, and was going to move a big box inside.

Yi Minglian hurried over to help her move it down, she opened the box and rummaged inside.

Finally, I found a photo album in the corner of the box. It has been a long time, but it is still brand new because it is well preserved.

Meng Fu didn't take it out, just opened it in the box. The photo album was taken when she was eighteen years old. At that time, she fell in love with the gorgeous little skirts for some reason, and took a whole set.

The girl above is eighteen years old, she looks youthful, and she is indescribably beautiful and charming.

Meng Fu turned to a page of close-ups and stopped, then held the phone, put the two photos together, the two girls' big shining eyes were almost identical, as if they were carved out of the same mold.

Yi Jingnan had never seen his mother's eighteen-year-old appearance. What he didn't know was that the two girls who were also eighteen years old were fixed in the photo, but their eyes were ten to ten alike.

Meng Fu's tears splashed on the screen.

She looked up at Yi Minglian.

"she……"

Her voice was hoarse, and tears kept falling when she spoke.

Yi Minglian knelt down to look at her, and raised his hand to hold her hand.

"Jing Nan is not sure, he is sure, let's wait, wait, maybe it's just a similar..."

He didn't want her to be too hopeful, he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear that kind of disappointment.

Meng Fu opened her eyes and looked at him, tears kept falling down.

She had never seen her daughter for the last time. At that time, seeing Yi Minglian's painful appearance, she could almost imagine the tragic way their daughter left this world.

But she still couldn't help thinking, maybe it's just a dream, her child is still living in the world, but every time she wakes up from the dream, she can see the husband who can't sleep, silently on the balcony smokes.

She pretended not to know, but she knew every time that her pain was the same as his.

But now, something that you have no hope for has suddenly turned around. It's still like this. She can't tell how excited she is.

She didn't want to let it go even if it was only a one in ten thousand possibility.

Even if it wasn't, she wanted to meet her.

If her child is still alive, it should be like her...

Yi Minglian hugged Meng Fu, holding back tears.

Meng Fu suddenly pushed him away and looked into his eyes with burning determination: "I'm going!"