"Let's go over and say hello to the dean first, can we?" Li Jingting turned his head and narrowed her, and asked in a low voice.

Ye Pianran nodded gently.

The two soon walked to the dean's office.

The dean is a lady with blond hair, gray eyes, and about forty or fifty years.

He whispered to them in very pure English: "You are looking for the author of this painting?"

She had a light in her eyes, looked down and suddenly shook her head apologetically: "I'm really sorry, this painting was also given to us by someone else. She didn't want to name it, so we don't know where she is now."

"Then, what exactly does she look like?" Ye Pianran just wanted to make sure whether she was really alive.

The dean turned his eyes and looked up at Ye Pianran, with a little surprise: "She looks very similar to you."

Ye Pianran's eyes gathered a hazy wetness and murmured: "It's really her..."

Li Jingting quickly reached out and took her into her arms, lowered her head and smiled at the dean: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The dean's eyes flashed a little, and he slowly turned around.

He gently wiped the tears from the corners of Ye Pianran's eyes, Li Jingting gently stroked her back, and comforted in a low voice: "Let's go first!"

Ye Pianran nodded lightly and nodded.

He allowed him to hold her away until the two left the welfare home for a while, Ye Pianran slowly pushed Li Jingting away and stared at him with his side, "You can see that the dean is lying?"

"Did you see it too?" Li Jingting lowered his head and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Ye Pianran said silently. When the dean came out to see her, his pupils shrank. Later, he heard that they wanted to find the author of the painting, but his fingers moved inadvertently.

Many small actions proved that she did not tell the truth completely.

"Maybe......she doesn't want to see me!" Ye Pianran lowered his head, his voice a little hoarse.

"How could it be? In this world, there is no parent who doesn't love their children. Maybe there are some other reasons!"

"Is that true?" Ye Pianran's tears fell uncontrollably.

"Of course, don't you love Little Orange?"

"Little Orange is my life, of course I love him." Ye Pianran answered without hesitation, his eyes extremely firm.

Li Jingting's eyebrows moved slightly, a little jealous: "Little Orange is your life, what about me?"

"What are you?" Ye Pianran opened his eyes and turned his head and couldn't help but look in the direction where the welfare home was.

"The ashes in the tombstone are not Yan Yusong's."

Li Jingting paused for a second and suddenly said.

A word instantly made Ye Pianran's thoughts come back. She frowned and looked at him, her red lips couldn't help but thrust, "You went to dig the tombstone? Why are you so unethical?"

"You knew it long ago?" Li Jingting looked at her with his eyes down, his black eyes moving slightly.

Ye Pianran pursed her lips and said nothing.

No matter what she said, she has been with Yan Yusong for more than half a year, and has been with George for half a year. If Yan Yusong really died, George would not be so calm.

George is not good at lying.

"If he was showing up, would you kill her?" Ye Pianran suddenly looked up and looked at him with a burning look.

Li Jingting was slightly stunned.
Chapter completed!