Chapter 880

With that, he raised his foot and tried to kick the girl's belly.

Dian Xiaoxing's eyes were quick and quick. He raised his foot and kicked the old man.

"Smelly man, who allowed you to be rough with her?" Dianxiaoxing full face sharp, finish saying she went up and beat that man hard.

The man was beaten to a face, and then ran away.

After such a toss, the girl who had been lying on the ground had been helped up by Feng Yizhi.

She had no strength to be angry.

Let Feng Yizhi and Dian Xiaoxing into the room.

This room is very humid, the ground is full of takeout garbage, even the only bed, also covered with some mildew.

There was a bad smell in the room.

Looking at such an environment, Feng Yizhi was heartbroken.

"Come on, who are you? What did you come to me for? I really convinced you. I beat people when I came to the door and ruined my business. You have to compensate me! " The girl was sitting on a dirty chair, holding her waist. She picked up a cigarette from the table, held it in her mouth, and lit it.

Feng Yizhi frowned, looking at the girl's appearance, her inner guilt became heavier.

"Are you wan Chunguo's daughter?" She trembles. Shakes the lip. The petal, one word one meal asks a way.

The girl swept to Feng Yizhi and finally replied, "yes, but my parents have already died. If they owe you money, it's none of my business."

Is she really wan Chunguo's daughter?

So she's her... Daughter

Feng Yizhi's tears couldn't stop flowing.

She slowly approached the girl, trying to hug her again.

But the girl avoided it.

"What are you doing here?" She rubbed up from the chair and spat out her eyes.

Fortunately, Dian Xiaoxing still has reason. She pulls Feng Yizhi back to her side.

Look at the girl and ask, "what's your name?"

"Wan Siwei." The girl threw out a word.

"When did your parents die?" Dian Xiaoxing asked again.

"I don't know. I hung up when I was a few years old. It's said to be a car accident. What's the matter? What do you want to do with this? " Wan Xiaoyue said impatiently.

"How have you been on your own for so many years?" At this time, Feng Yizhi had already trembled and asked chokingly.

Wan Xiaoyue glances at Feng Yizhi and doesn't understand why the woman is crying like this.

Is she related to her parents?

She looks like a rich man.

Maybe you can make some money from her.

Thinking, she lowered her eyes, tone a little more sad: "yes, after my parents died, I rely on scavenging to support myself."

"How old are you this year?" Feng Yizhi's heart seems to have been torn open by others. It hurts so much that she can't help it.

Her daughter, in this humble corner of the world, lives such a miserable life.

"I should be 19 years old, but it's not clear when my birthday will be. My parents didn't tell me." The girl continued to smoke.

Feng Yizhi couldn't hold on any longer. She hugged Wan Siwei and burst into tears.

Wan Xiaoyue was confused and frowned deeply, but she didn't push Feng Yizhi away.

"Xiaoyue, would you like to live with me in the future? I'm actually a good friend of your parents. I'm really sorry to find you after all these years. "

After crying, Feng Yizhi can't wait to take Wan Siwei away.

She wanted to make up for her.