Two years later, on the streets of N City, a woman was fiddling with painting tools on the street with a soft smile on her face. A gorgeously dressed woman came over. After a few simple conversations with the woman, she sat in front of her, waiting for the woman to paint her portrait.

The lady looked at the woman in front of her and looked forward to her results. When she came here to travel, she heard that there was a woman painting on the street here. The paintings she painted were quite distinctive, so she came to take a look.

But for more than an hour, the woman had already painted it. The woman walked up and looked at herself in the painting, nodded with satisfaction. The self in the painting reflected each other with the iris, which made her look unique.

The woman was very satisfied.

I paid happily and just wanted to say a few more words to the woman, I saw a little boy running from a distance, holding a tissue to wipe the woman's sweat, and said angrily: "Mom, thank you for your hard work."

The woman was a little surprised. Does this woman look not very old yet and already a mother?

She looked at the woman, restrained her other thoughts, looked at the little boy, and was shocked.

This little boy looked a little like Situ Murong, but he had a smile on his face, like a little sun.

It feels completely different from Situ Murong's cold face.

"Is he?"

The woman asked in confusion.

The woman smiled slightly, like the spring breeze blowing on her face: "My son."

The woman didn't say much, and after saying goodbye to the woman, she led the little boy away.

The woman looked at her back. If she had read it wrong just now, this woman had something to do with Situ Murong. I remember that there was a woman next to Situ Murong before, and that woman had never appeared again, so... the woman didn't think about it anymore, and only hoped to remember this when she returned to City A, and talked about it with Madam Situ.

The woman just now was Liu Ying. After she left City A, she chose a place to settle down. He knew that Situ Murong would not regret what Situ Murong promised, and in the past two years, Situ Murong would never disturb her.

In two years, she gave birth to this baby, named Liu Zhiyuan, Ning Jing Zhiyuan, and maybe after she went back, she might change it to Situ Zhiyuan.

When Liu Ying thought of this, she had a smile on her face. Over the past two years, she felt that she was getting calmer and calmer. When she was fine, drawing portraits for others was also an interest.

"Mom, why didn't you laugh?"

Situ Zhiyuan looked at Liu Ying's chuckling while walking on the road and couldn't help asking.

He felt that his mother had been getting happier recently, and it seemed that something special was happening.

Could it be that Dad is coming?

Situ Zhiyuan always knew that his father would come to pick him up. He still remembered that he was bullied by several children a few months ago and said that he was a child without a father. He couldn't beat him and went back crying. His mother told him that they would be able to go back soon and that his father would come to pick him up.

At that time, he was half-believing, but he found that his mother would occasionally smile, sometimes she would call someone, her voice was gentle, and sometimes she was shy, so he believed his mother's words, because he had never seen her mother before, so the person opposite must be a special person. Situ Zhiyuan thought that this person... was his father.

Liu Ying looked at his child. He was really sensible and lively. This was not similar to Situ Murong, but fortunately he didn't look like him, otherwise he would be in a difficult situation.

Liu Ying thought for a while and said slowly, "Because I thought of the people I care about and the things I am happy about."

"Did you think of me?"

Situ Zhiyuan's tentative question.

Liu Yingxiong was having fun. This child is indeed cute. "It's [Yanyu Hongchen Novels]. As long as you think of the baby, your mother will be very happy."

"But, the baby is by my mother's side. Besides the baby, who else did the mother remember?"

Situ Zhiyuan continued to fall asleep, pouting, as if he was a little dissatisfied.

Liu Ying narrowed her eyes and said, "This little devil is talking about her own words."

But now, there seems to be no need to hide it, "Mommy still remembers your father, he should be here soon."

Liu Ying said seriously.

Situ Zhiyuan jumped happily, his face full of excitement.

Time flies, Situ Zhiyuan found that Mommy was slowly packing things, as if she was really going to leave here, so did Grandma, helping to pack things, but unlike Mommy, there were sometimes some confusion and worry on her face.
Chapter completed!