Her mother, she was a mother who could barely remember what she looked like.
Lu Yi gently stroked Yan Huan’s hair. No one knew that this was the sound he also softly sighed with.
Little Aunt, do you know how hard Huanhuan’s life was? In the previous life, if you had told these things earlier, Huanhuan might not have died, and the ye family would not have disappeared. However, fortunately, the heavens were still kind to Huanhuan. and aunt, was it you? It was you who protected her from behind, right?
The door outside was pushed lightly, and then a small head was stuck in, followed by another small head.
Yan Huan wiped her tears and put the photo album back into the cabinet. She turned around and saw Lu Qi and Lu Guang. The two children were both teary-eyed, and their small faces were flushed red, this gave Yan Huan a fright.
What was wrong with these two children? When did their overly mature, beautiful boys become so pitiful.
