He Xiyan took the letter, but she did not open it for quite a while. Instead, she put the letter into her pocket and took it out again. Then she put it in and out again repeatedly for several times, then finally opened it.
She unfolded the letter paper, the words on which were presented clearly before her eyes. At first sight, she knew who had written it, because she was so familiar with it.
---- Yanyan, my mother and I will wait for you at the Left Bank Restaurant at 12 o'clock at noon today. I hope you will come here and have a good talk with us about Yuanyuan. Hope you can bring child here. My mother and I miss our child very much.
Simple words as they were, when He Xiyan saw the last few words, however, she tore the letter into pieces with irritation, and then threw them into the garbage bin.
She smashed the door hard suddenly, her teeth clenched, with great restlessness beyond words.
