After all, she knows how much her daughter has suffered.

If you really say who is pitiful, then your daughter will be pitied much more by Ye Wenming!

"Well, Ma, go to bed early." Zhuo qianyun said.

When she watched her mother return to her room, she gently lowered her eyes and raised her hand to cover her chest with a bitter sigh.

Since she came back, in fact, her mind is full of the scene she saw in Ye Wenming's office. Yan qiongying leans against Ye Wenming like that.

Clearly know, she saw this scene, must have something strange, after all, Yan qiongying before can say and ye Wenming and no intersection, but that moment, she still feel chest blocked flustered, even want to rush forward, to pull them apart.

What's the matter with her? I shouldn't care!

Her marriage with Ye Wenming is only a temporary measure. Even when she got married, she had already agreed on a future divorce.

Even if ye Wenming is not with Yan qiongying today, but with any other women, she should not care!

She knows that, but why...

is it because today, she knows that ye Wenming is saving blood for her, so that her heart has a wave?

Don't think about it!

Zhuo qianyun kept talking to herself in her heart, but all night, what flashed through her mind was still Ye Wenming's face.

On the day of the parent-child meeting, Zhuo qianyun took care of herself. She rarely wore a goose yellow dress instead of a gray dress. Although her hair was still tied with a ponytail as usual, she used a new hairpin, a pair of flat shoes and a Mohair white cardigan, The whole person looks young and foreign.

Even Xiaoyan, after seeing her own mummy in the morning, couldn't help saying, "mummy is so beautiful!"

Zhuo qianyun smile, she dressed herself, is not want to lose her son's face. Even if she knew, in fact, no matter whether she was dressed or not, her son would not dislike her.

But she hopes to do better for her son.

After breakfast, Zhuo qianyun looks at the time and doesn't know when ye Wenming will come.

But when she opened the door, she was stunned. Ye Wenming stood outside.

"Why didn't you knock?" Zhuo qianyun asked.

Ye Wenming seems embarrassed and says, "I'm afraid... Will disturb you."

"Next time, just knock on the door." Zhuo qianyun said.

Next time... This word makes Ye Wenming look slightly different, but then he tells himself not to think more. The more you think, the more you will lose.

Today, he should understand this truth.

"Is that the school that goes to Xiaoyan now?" Ye Wenming asked.

"Well." Zhuo qianyun answered.