This face is inexplicably familiar.

Uncle Wu was very sure he didn't know her.

But why does this face look so much like someone?

Zhan Chunxuan appeared behind Xiang Yami, nodded lightly at Bo Wu, and gently wiped away her tears with his fingers.

"Why are you crying? Your eyes are swollen. If you are sad, I will take you away now and never let you come back here again from now on."

"Master Xuan, is this lady?" Uncle Wu was a little confused.

Zhan Chunxuan, he naturally knew him. After the owner of this house had an accident, the villa changed hands several times, and he also wandered around and lived a rush.

Later, Zhan Chunxuan's father sent someone to find him, hired him at a high price, and sent him back to his old master's home to guard the house.

For more than ten years, Uncle Wu has lived here and lived a peaceful life.

People from the Zhan family rarely come here. Apart from sending people to repair the house regularly and trying to maintain their original appearance, they have almost never come to live there.

Today, without warning or phone call, Young Master Xuan brought a big crying girl to the scene. There must be a reason.

"Uncle Wu, don't you recognize me anymore?" Xiang Yami raised her hands, folded them together, and changed her gestures by taking advantage of her attraction.

The reflection fell on the wall, showing one vivid image after another.

"This is a big bad wolf, this is a little peacock, the flying eagle, the barking puppy, the scarecrow and the sparrow were fighting, and fell down with a thud..."

Sobbing, she looked at the increasingly familiar face, turning back time and returning to the quiet evening when the incident had not happened seventeen years ago.

Uncle Wu stared at her in horror, looking up and down, over and over again, unable to believe it.

"Lolo? You are Miss Lolo! Oh my God, you look like a lady, no wonder I have seen it familiar since I passed."

Wu Bo Lao cried in tears and cried like a child. He had fantasized that the little master would come back one day. In the past seventeen years, he also tried his best to find the two babies he was sent away.

, but he had no clue at all, even without any clues.

"Uncle Wu, are you okay?" She held his hand, as warm as before.

When I was a child, I had a lot of time, and Uncle Wu was taking care of her, staring at the servants at home every day, for fear of something going wrong.

To her, he was like a real relative.

Therefore, Xiang Yami left home at the age of three and spent seventeen years outside. When she returned to the familiar environment, she saw the old friend hiding in her heart. She was like a key finding the right keyhole, forgetting her.

The scene immediately became clear and vivid in my mind, as if it was yesterday.

"Okay, okay, Miss Luo Luo, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you all the time. You and... Woo woo, if the master and the wife are still watching from the sky, they will definitely be very happy.

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Zhan Chunxuan was still standing behind Xiang Yami. Wu Bo took back his words vigilantly. He still couldn't guess the plan of Zhan's family. The existence of Young Master Yarun is almost a secret that has never been disclosed to the public.

Keep it to this day.

Before he can determine the other party's good or evil, he still has to keep his mouth shut.

"Go in and talk. It's dark and the wind in the mountains is cold." Zhan Chunxuan's smart character read something from Wu Bo's flash.
Chapter completed!