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

That dress was like a child traveling with his parents.

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

After leaving the house with Ye Fan and the others, Lu Wenjing did not leave with her mother, but secretly followed Ye Fan into the station, and then quietly got on the bus.

It was not until the car drove that Lu Wenjing showed her head.

Ye Fan only felt his scalp numb, and he stretched out his hand and knocked on Lu Wenjing's head with a "bang" sound: "Hehe, you puppy head!"

"Do your parents know when you come out?"

“It’s just nonsense!”

"Go home honestly later." Ye Fan said fiercely.

Lu Wenjing rubbed her little head and immediately lowered her head aggrievedly: "Brother Xiaofan, I just want to go home with you."

"I'm at home during the winter vacation and I'm bored."

"You just agree."

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

Seeing this, Ye Fan was helpless: "Let's do this, I'll contact your mother first. If my sister-in-law agrees, I have no objection."

Afterwards, Ye Fan called Qiu Huan.

Lu Wenjing naturally knew his parents' phone number.

After learning that Jingjing and Ye Fan were with each other, Qiu Huan and his wife were relieved.

After Lu Wenjing was so fierce on the phone, it would be fine.

As for going home to celebrate the New Year with Ye Fan, Qiu Huan agreed after Lu Wenjing insisted on begging him.

Finally, Lu Wenjing's goal was finally achieved, and she followed Ye Fan back to her hometown in the countryside with satisfaction.

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

"Who are you?"

When I heard the familiar and unfamiliar voice on the phone.

Ye Fan, who had always been strong, couldn't help it after all, and his eyes suddenly turned red. His voice was trembling and he was even more swallowed.

"Mom, it's me, Xiaofan."

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

The last time I called was three years ago, on the eve of my wedding, when Ye Fan joined Qiu's family.

Silence, a long silence.

It took me a long time to hear the excited and trembling voice from the phone.

"Xiao...Xiaofan?"

"You... are you my son Xiaofan?"

"Mom, it's me, your Xiaofan. I'm back, I'll go back to celebrate the New Year with you this year." Ye Fan said with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes red.

"You unfilial son, you still remember your mother and me."

"In three years, there was no news."

"Do you know how worried mom is about you?"

"Son, you are the only concern in the world of Mom."

"When you come back, we will bear it together no matter what the wind and rain."

"If the Chu family comes again, mom will protect you, mom will not be afraid of death."

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

Poor parents in the world.

Over the years, Ye Ximei has been worried about the safety of her son all the time. I don’t know how many nights Ye Ximei woke up from her dream crying.

It was because of her sad marriage that made her son fall into endless crises and whirlpools.

If anyone else in this world, besides Ye Fan himself, knows the suffering Ye Fan has suffered over the past ten years?

That is, his mother, Ye Ximei!

A descendant of the Chu family, the eldest son of the Tian generation.

For some, this is endless glory.
Chapter completed!