President Gao Leng's little wife

"Her... Mom..." Xia Yuluo looked at the photo in a daze, and subconsciously blurted out that the person she would never mistake was her mother.

But she remembered that her mother had passed away when she was very young, she loved herself so much, if she was still alive, it was impossible not to come to find herself!
"Conspiracy! It must be a conspiracy!" Xia Yuluo suddenly shouted loudly, startling Lu Xiaoying and the little guy.

"Yuluo, what's wrong with you, why is your face so ugly?" Lu Xiaoying looked at her expression, she was too pale, her expression froze, she stepped forward and took La Xia Yuluo's hand, and looked at her worriedly.

Xia Yuluo ignored her, she held the phone tightly, the photo was zoomed in and out continuously by her pressing, she stared at it firmly, and decisively clicked the delete button.

But she couldn't press her finger. After her mother passed away, her father threw away all the photos of her mother. After many years, this was the first time she saw her mother.

"Aunt Lu, I'm going to be late!" The little guy saw that other children had entered, he was so anxious that he grabbed Lu Xiaoying's hand and shouted.

"Okay, let's go now." Lu Xiaoying agreed, grasped his little hand, and pushed Xia Yuluo: "Yuluo?!"

In the end, Xia Yuluo didn't delete the photo, but just kept it as a collection. She was woken up by Lu Xiaoying, and she responded dully: "Huh?"

"Your complexion is not very good." Lu Xiaoying could not help but push the person directly onto the rest chair not far away: "Take a good rest, I will pick you up after I deliver the little one, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!" Lu Xiaoying even Still not at ease, he drew a line in front of Xia Yuluo.

"Don't go anywhere, wait for me! I'll be right back!" After giving Xia Yuluo instructions, she dragged the little guy to the kindergarten in a hurry.

Xia Yuluo's mind was shrouded in a cloud of fog, and she couldn't help but took out her phone again, touching the picture of her mother on the phone: "Why? Mom?"

Why didn't you come to her? If she was still alive, why didn't she want to recognize herself? Thinking about it, Xia Yuluo's brain hurt a little, and fragments of her childhood emerged like waves little by little. in mind.

The blurry figures, the fragmented memories, she was immersed in her own thoughts.

"Director Xia!" A pleasantly surprised voice suddenly appeared behind her, and Xia Yuluo's pupils shrank for a moment before she regained consciousness from her thoughts.

She turned around suspiciously, but unexpectedly saw Bai Taotao and Yan Zihao. Bai Taotao was running towards her excitedly. Luckily, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Xia Yuluo tried her best to calm down her emotions. She smiled calmly at the two who rushed over, smiled faintly, and said hello: "What a coincidence."

It was only when Bai Taotao ran up to her that Xia Yuluo realized that there were large and small bags in her arms.

She put all those things next to Xia Yuluo, her ruddy face was full of youthful breath, shy and beautiful: "Scriptwriter Xia, try it quickly, I made these things myself."

"Director Xia, why are you here?" Yan Zihao also walked over, but whenever Bai Taotao was present, his aura was extraordinarily suppressed, as expected, as soon as he approached, Bai Taotao would consciously take a step back from him, Give way.