Chapter 1197

Name:Hello, Heir Author:Young Master Yan
Zuo Yiyi saw the handkerchief and was slightly stunned. He heard Liu Bingxing say, "I know you will cry tonight, so I specially prepared it for you."

Zuo Yi reached out and took the handkerchief.

She pursed her lips, and then suddenly smiled, "thank you."

"You're welcome."

On the other hand, Ding Mengya's excited tears flowed. She had never seen her son smile since she persuaded Zhuang nainainai to leave many years ago, but now, he stood there with a satisfied smile on his face, which could make her feel very happy.

She lowered her head, touched the corner of her eyes with her fingers, and then heard a milky voice, "grandma cried ~"

She looked down and saw xiaonao and xiaolazi standing there. The two-year-old child had learned a lot. Xiaolazi was a little thin, but xiaonao had a tiger head, but xiaonao looked at huantuo, but there were a lot of ghost ideas.

Little lazy looks clever, but he is a black master.

Xiaonao looked up and asked, "why is grandma unhappy?"

Ding Mengya shook her head and opened her mouth with a nasal sound. "Grandma is not unhappy."

"But why are you crying?"

Housekeeper Li stretched out his hand and picked up the little noise, "because I'm too happy to cry!"

The little noise tilted his head. "Really?"

Ding Mengya nodded.

A little noisy looks at a little lazy.

Little lazy took a piece of paper from the side and handed it to Ding Mengya. "Grandma wiped it and cried ugly."

Ding Mengya:

Ding Mengya broke her tears into laughter, took the paper towel and wiped it on her face.

Si Jingyu sat next to Ding Mengya. Her eyes were first attracted by the two people on the stage. She couldn't help thinking about herself. How good it would be if the two people standing on the stage were her and Shi Jinyan.

She lowered her eyes, pulled out a bitter smile on her lips, and then saw little lazy skillfully holding a paper towel and wiping tears for Ding Mengya.

Such a small body, but so sensible, let her look at it and couldn't help thinking of her own child.

If the child is still alive, should he go to the big class of kindergarten now?

If the child was still alive, would he give himself a paper towel at such a sad moment?

When she thought of this, she suddenly couldn't help standing up and walked over to the balcony next to her.

Beijing is crowded with cars and tall buildings.

The sky in the distance is a little gloomy.

She felt that the whole wedding was full of depressing feelings.

She was in a daze when someone came over.

Si Jingyu looked back and saw Shi Jinyan standing there. He was wearing a black suit. Because he attended the wedding, he wore a purple tie. His silent character made him look very stable.

Seeing him at that moment, Si Jingyu suddenly had a feeling of crossing time and space. It seemed that they had returned to the University and answered the blinding youth.

Her nose was sour, her head dropped and her fist clenched.

Two years.

They have been divorced for two years, and now they can go through the divorce formalities without Shi Jinyan signing the divorce agreement.

At this moment, she found that she was far less relaxed than she thought.

She hooked her lips, nodded at his estranged, and then went around him and out.

But when passing by him, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. She was stunned. Looking back, she saw him staring at her, "Jingyu, can you not divorce?"