At this time, a little girl beside Ye Fan, wearing purple -red sportswear, a gray baseball cap, and a small and cute travel bag on his back.

That dress is like a child who follows his parents.

Yes, the little girl who smirked in front of me was naturally Lu Wenjing.

After going out with Ye Fan before, Lu Wenjing did not walk with his mother, but secretly followed Ye Fan into the station, and then quietly got on the bus.

It wasn't until the car drove that Lu Wenjing appeared.

And Ye Fan only felt numbness, and he stretched out his hand and knocked on Lu Wenjing's head: "Hey, you puppy head!"

"You come out, do your parents know?"

"It's noisy!"

"After a while, I went home honestly." Ye Fan said fierce.

Lu Wenjing rubbed his little head, and suddenly lowered his head: "Brother Xiao Fan, I just want to go home with you."

"I am at home in the winter vacation, and I am boring."

"You promise."

Lu Wenjing begged hard, and the pitiful appearance almost fell down.

Seeing this, Ye Fan was helpless: "So, let me contact your mother first. If the aunt agrees, I have no opinion."

After that, Ye Fan called Qiuhuan.

Lu Wenjing knew naturally.

After learning that Jing Jing was with Ye Fan, Qiuhuan's husband and wife hanged, and then it was put down.

After the phone was fierce on the phone, after Lu Wenjing was fierce, then it would be.

As for the matter of going home for the New Year with Ye Fan, after Lu Wenjing insisted on asking for the sake, Qiuhuan also agreed.

In the end, Lu Wenjing's goal was finally achieved, and he followed Ye Fan to return to his hometown in the country.

On the road, Ye Fan contacted his mother Ye Ximei again.

"Who are you?"

After hearing, the familiar and unfamiliar voice on the phone.

Ye Fan, who has always been strong, did not hold back after all, his eyes suddenly became red. The voice was trembling and swallowed.

"Mom, it's me, Xiao Fan."

For three years, in order to protect his mother, Ye Fan took the initiative to cut off all the contact with his mother Ye Ximei.

The last time I called, it was three years ago. On the eve of marriage, Ye Fan entered the Qiu family.

Silence, a long time of silence.

I don't know how long it took me to come to the phone that was excited and trembling on the phone.

"Little ... Xiaofan?"

"You ... you are my childhood?"

"Mom, it's me, it's your little Fan. I'm back. This year I go back to accompany you for the New Year." Ye Fan said with a smile, red eyebrows.

"You are not filial, you still remember your mother and me."

"In the past three years, there is no news."

"Do you know how much your mother is worried about you?"

"Son, you are the only concern in this world."

"Come back, no matter what the storm, let's take it together."

"If the Chu family comes again, mom protects you, mom is not afraid of death."

"My son, I don't allow anyone to hurt anyone."

Poor parents in the world.

Over the years, Ye Ximei no longer worried about the safety of his son all the time. I don't know how many nights, Ye Ximei cried and woke up from her dream.

Because of her sad marriage, she made her son fall into an endless crisis and vortex.

If you say that in addition to Ye Fan himself, who else knows the suffering of Ye Fan in the past ten years?

That's his mother, Ye Ximei!

Descendants of the Chu family, the eldest son of celestial characters.

For some people, this is endless glory.

But for Ye Fan's mother and son, it is a calamity of himself.
Chapter completed!