"No, it's not like that, orange!" Duanmu LANYA didn't have time to think, just wanted to tell them what she really thought.

She quickly retorted, "Mom doesn't like you, orange. It's just that when it happened suddenly, mom couldn't accept it for a moment, so she ignored you two.

But believe me, no matter what, we are all family. Your father and grandfather are waiting for you to go back. "

Speaking of the end, Duanmu LANYA has been in tears.

She has lost orange once, and she can't lose it again. There's Xiaoqi, who has just been found. She hasn't given her any care, and she hasn't heard her call her mother all her life.

At that time, although Wen Cheng's words were calm and indifferent, her hand was gradually tightening, and her out of control strength still revealed her fluctuating mood.

Inkstone when seven aware of her forbearance, can not help but hand in her hand gently patted on the back.

Her eyes were full of worry, and the palm of her hand stroked her again and again, trying to calm her anger.

It's anger!

In the face of the injustice of their parents, how many people can accept it calmly.

The back of Wen Cheng's cool hand is covered by a warm heat. She calmly slows down, stretches her eyebrows and looks at Yan Shiqi. She returns a slightly stiff smile, as if to say: I'm ok, don't worry.

Inkstone when seven see her full of dignified eyes gradually restored to clear, this is a sigh of relief, the body inadvertently to her side to rely on, with action to accompany her.

In the face of Duanmu LANYA's occasion, she doesn't intend to say much.

There is not so much experience to get along with, only Wen Cheng is qualified to speak.

……

At this time, Duanmu LANYA constantly sobs into their sister's ears, very sad, but can't make them feel the same.

Wencheng's irritable throat is a little itchy. Recently, she was forced to discipline by Lei Ruixiu. She hasn't smoked for some time.

Can see Duanmu Lan Ya tears, she inexplicably miss the taste of tobacco.

I don't know how long after, Duanmu LANYA forced to bear the sadness, raised her head again, her tears on her face, and lost her appearance.

Looking at the two daughters with similar appearance, she choked and said, "orange, Xiao Qi, can you forgive mom this time? Mom will make it up to you in the future, OK? "

Warm orange heart, there is a trace of pain in the spread.

She is not a man with a heart of stone, but at this stage, it can only be said that nature has made a fool of people.

She didn't want to see her mother in her fifties cry like a tearful person in front of them, but she couldn't take it as if nothing had happened.

In this way, Wen Cheng's heart was stuffy, and her lips were wriggling for a long time before she said hoarsely, "Mom, compensation is not necessary. We don't blame you either. In the future, if we have time, we will go back to see you. "

Duanmu LANYA didn't understand the meaning of Wencheng for a while.

She stopped crying, "so you... Don't plan to go back to Wen's house?"

Wen Cheng smiles, with light in his eyes and a cool smile, "we won't go back to Wen's house. Xiao Qi and I live very well in Licheng. When we have time, we will go back for a walk. "

At this moment, Duanmu LANYA finally understands that she still has two daughters, as if nothing has been lost, but it seems that nothing has been lost.

These two children are afraid that they will never go back to Wen's house to live with them.

She looked at Wen Cheng in a dazed way. The corners of her mouth were shaking. She couldn't believe, "orange..."