Mr.President, don't be too bad

"Aunt is nice to me. Are you jealous?" Xia Yiwan opened the insulation box with a smile.

The insulated lunch box is very big. The plate on it is divided into three compartments. Each gri is her favorite dish.

At the bottom of the dish is rice, but at the bottom is a bowl of red soup to drive away the cold. I can't see the material clearly in the late summer“ The girl's body can't catch cold, so I boiled some brown sugar ginger soup to keep out the cold. "

Seeing Xia Yiwan looking at brown sugar ginger soup, Qin ruoan opened softly: "you'll drink it later and try to feel it. If it's useful, I'll cook it for you tomorrow."

When Xia Yi heard the speech in the evening, his eyes were suddenly wet.

Qin ruo'an actually remembered that she was suffering from cold and made an exorcism Soup for her.

She had no mother, so she had never realized what maternal love was, but at this moment, she felt a different kind of warmth and feeling of being cared for from Qin ruoan.

Is this maternal love?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Qin ruoan quickly looked over his head and said, "what's the matter? Don't you like these dishes?"

Xia Yiwan shook his head, turned his head, gently wiped the corners of his eyes, smiled and turned around: "I like it very much, thank you."

Qin ruoan smelled the speech and showed a reassuring smile.

Si Mo has been sitting beside the bed since he entered the door. At the moment, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips.

"Aunt, do you have a daughter?" Yan Xiao sits beside Xia Yiwan and looks at Qin ruoan and asks.

Qin ruoan was stunned, and then took a quick look at Xia Yiwan. The corners of his lips reluctantly pulled: "how do you ask this?"

"I was thinking that if you had a daughter, she would be very happy." Yan smiled and looked at Qin Ruan with envy.

"It is the dream of many girls to have a gentle, generous and cooking mother like you."

Qin ruo'an's smile was a little stiff when he heard the speech.

Xia Yiwan also smiled and looked at the past: "yes, I forgot to ask yesterday, aunt, how many children are there in your family? How old are they? "

"I have two children." Qin ruoan swallowed a mouthful of saliva slightly and said dryly, "a son and a daughter."

"Ah! Really have a daughter. How old is she? We can play together another day. " Yan smiled.

Qin ruo'an smelled the speech and looked at Xia Yiwan with determination. His voice choked and stopped: "my daughter... She..."

Her abnormal mood stunned Xia Yiwan and Yan Xiao at the same time.

"Aunt, what's the matter with you?" Xia Yiwan spoke carefully.

What happened to Qin ruoan's daughter?

In that case, didn't they sprinkle a handful of salt on people's wounds?

"Aunt Qin's daughter is gone, don't mention it." Si Mo suddenly opened his mouth and his tone was very cold.

Xia Yiwan and Yan Xiao were stunned.

Is that true?

Qin ruoan was stunned, then looked at Si Mo, and then saw the man's naked coldness.

Si Mo got up, sat on the armrest on Xia Yi's side, stretched out his hand and circled her shoulder: "aunt Qin, some things are lost and may not be recovered. You'd better be more open."

Si Mo's words fell, and Qin ruo'an's face instantly became very pale.

"Aunt, don't be hard..." Xia Yiwan hurried to speak.

Qin ruo'an had already stood up: "you eat, I'll go first."

With that, she quickly walked towards the door. The elegance of the past disappeared, leaving only the panic of her back.