After saying what to say, sweetheart no longer cares about anyone's words. She eats and drink with peace of mind. Even if these people hate her anymore, what can she do? Don't you still have to give her a few days of clothing, food, housing?

Thinking of this, the sweetheart is so comfortable, don't forget that she is very self -regulating!

Breakfast, sweetheart and Situ clear together. The two of them ignored any dining table etiquette. When they pushed the plate, they left directly. More than ten men and women on the table except Wei Chirong and Susan, they did not even have the opportunity to know.

Don't know if you don't know!

After the meal, Qinglang and Sweetheart walked in the garden, and said with a smile: "I really like to watch them like eating flies."

"Maybe they have never met a girl like you in this life."

Sweetheart's lips: "No way, now I know the benefits of my flowing outside."

The two just went out not far, and a shouting came from behind him: "Sweetheart!"

Sweetheart turned back and saw Wei Chirong beckoning towards them. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be here. Let me find it for a long time, go, sweetheart, I will take you to see my mother."

Sweetheart pouting: "I just didn't see you talking on the table, I thought you don’t recognize me anymore."

"How is it possible." Wei Chirong smiled bitterly, "You see it too, my identity is not different from you. Of course, you can leave your hand, but I still have to stay here."

Sweetheart said that, of course, he did not blame his brother's thoughts because of such trivial matters. The brother in front of her could not make her too close, but when she thought they had a blood relationship, she had a delicate sense of joy in her heart.

But now she is more pleasant, and even more nervous is that she is about to see her mother. This is the real purpose of her trip.

"Where is my mother? Didn't you be with Dad?"

"Of course, he came here from Hong Kong to see you." Wei Chirong said to point to a deep path to the side, "Go here."

Is the biological dad of Ding Xiaoyin still alive, so if you have any entry and exit, please remind me in the message area/(ㄒ o ㄒ)/~~)

The Kente Manor is too big. If the old castle like a maze is a sweetheart and clear, they will get lost. They follow Wei Chirong and move towards a single house that deviates from the castle.

This small building looks a little dark, and the sweetheart's face is dark instantly -? Is his biological mother living in such a place that almost can't see the sun?

She glanced at Qing Lang a little bit, patting her shoulders clearly, and the two followed Wei Chirong and entered the only building behind Wei Chirong.

There are two floors in this building, and the area is not large. As soon as I entered the door, there was a maid with an apron bent over: "Lord Rong, you are back."

"Yes, do my mother fall asleep upstairs?" Wei Chirong lowered her voice.

"The wife just woke up, drank the medicine, and Mr. was also on it." She returned politely.

Wei Chirong pointed at the upstairs, the three of them went upstairs with their hands lightly, standing at the door, Wei Chirong knocked on the door, and heard a man's voice in the door: "Come in."

Sweetheart tightly clenched Situ's clear hands.

The door was pushed away by Wei Chirong, lying on the bed, the pale but beautiful blond blue -eyed woman only glanced at the sweet heart, and the tears suddenly slipped from the eyes. There was no doubt that the Chinese girl standing in front of her was that she lost.
Chapter completed!