Chapter 1994: She is Su Qingdongs daughter (1/2)

Is her mother a third party?

No, she shook her head, she shook her head vigorously, her mother was not, her mother was definitely not a third party.

Her mother is the best mother in the world. She is so gentle and so kind. She never does bad things.

So her mother will not be the third party in someone else's marriage.

”Who is my mother?”

He looked up and asked Landing Yi. She wants to know who her mother is, is her mother really the last name, how did her mother know Su Qingdong?

Lu Yi put his chin on top of her head, he really wanted to hide her life, such a life experience. I don’t know, but he didn’t expect that Su Muran’s illness caused Zhu Xianglan dog to jump off the wall in a hurry and vomited so many things, it also let her know that he had been hiding her.

”Is my mother a third party?”

Yan Huan smiled bitterly, wasn't she right?

Yes, she is not. Lu Yi appeased her hands clenching her arms again.

”Your mother's name, in fact, we have been talking and you have been listening.”

”What's her name?”

Yan Huan can't remember, what would her mother call?

”She called...” Lu Yi gently stroked her hair.

”Her name is Ye Rong.”

Yan Huan suddenly felt that his nose was sore, it was her, it turned out to be her, and that was her mother.

She squeezed her eyes like this, and also squeezed out the big tears of the bean, not for herself, but for her, who was obviously Miss Qianjin, but she was a mother who worked hard all her life, and that, was born by his own. The father smashed the mother in the ashes.

If this is the case, then she would rather not have any relatives, she would just guard her mother, she would rather be an ordinary woman, rather than Ye Rong.

It’s Ye Rong, who has to bear the fact that his daughter is always counted, not only by his own father, but also by the man and the man’s daughter. If that’s the case, then tell her that she is carrying Ye She with the family name may regret the birth of this daughter, because her daughter was born, it seems that she lived for others.

It's been a lifetime, and it's enough.

Lu Yi's fingers gently shuttled between her hair, and then sighed gently, your mother is Ye Rong. It's my aunt.

She couldn’t laugh even if she laughed, and she didn’t even feel anything.

”Want to know about them?”