Later, Ye Yan and his father Ye Shaoting also returned to the seat.

Their table is in the corner, except for their family without others.

After each sitting, the family was silent.

Ye Yan sat down on the empty position beside Ye Mufan. In the face of his parents, Ye Yanfang's arrogance when he was when the family, and his response in front of his grandfather and the crowd was eased.

Bado, I don't know how to speak at all.

Ye Mufan has been buried with his head and drinking. Ye Shaoting's complex expression was silent. Liang Wanjun's eyes have been on his daughter's body, sitting uneasily, countless questions want to ask, countless words want to say, think of the daughter's misunderstanding and attitude, and want to speak

I didn't know how to get along and communicate with my daughter for a while.

The atmosphere is a bit deadlocked for a while.

Ye Yan squeezed the fingers on the side of his body, and wanted to speak a few times, but he swallowed it back to his mouth.

I have thought about what they should say when I saw them countless times, but what to do, but this moment is confused.

What should she say?

Sorry?

She had done those mixing things before, even if it was said that I was sorry, it was useless.

She has worked so much, and she is desperately studying desperately. At this time, she finds that it is useless and it is useless. After seeing her parents' old face, she saw her parents being humiliated in public by her aunt's family.

Inner guilt and self -blame spread into disasters, and they could not face them ...

"I ..." Ye Yan opened his mouth, his voice was extremely dumb.

In the end, Liang Wanjun couldn't help but look at her daughter's appearance, and she couldn't care about her daughter's exclusion and disgust of herself. She still stretched out her hand with her mother's instinct.

It's distressed, "I'm thin ... I must have worked hard outside ..."

Hearing this sentence, Ye Yan first stunned, and then tears rolled down immediately, and he fell on the desktop in front of him.

And Ye Yan's tears seemed to be a switch, and it suddenly broke the silence at this time.

Liang Wanjun no longer cares about other, and quickly crosses her husband and son to the daughter.

Not only Liang Wanjun, but even Ye Shaoting, who has always been silent and silent, was also anxious, showing a panic on his face.

Ye Yan's tears suddenly flowed even more fierce ...

She treats them so much before, and do so much things, she has been worried that they will never forgive herself, if they really don't forgive herself, what should she do ...

But……

No ... the things she worried about nothing happened ...

Just because of her tears, they carelessly cared about her as ever, love her ...

"Mom ..." Ye Yan rushed to Liang Wanjun's arms at once, "I'm sorry ... I'm sorry ... I shouldn't say that the words hurting your heart ... I know wrong ... I know ...

Don't be angry with me ... don't want me, okay ... "
Chapter completed!