The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

When that day comes, everything she has now will become the past tense.

For a year, she has indeed accepted that she is the daughter of Meng Shaofeng and Yao Zheng. They got along very happily, and they even almost forgot that she was not their daughter.

"Don't think too much." Mu Yuansheng held her hand, "If that day comes, no matter how others change, Xianxian and I will not change."

Meng Ying sighed slightly, her eyes fell on the face of the sleeping child, "He is the only blood relative in this world."

Mu Yuansheng frowned lightly, "I am the person who loves you most in this world."

Meng Ying glanced at him, then chuckled: "Are you trying to take advantage of the void?"

"It's been so long, haven't you seen my sincere heart?" Mu Yuansheng's chest felt a little painful.

He knew that he had done a lot of sorry to her, and it made her sad.

Therefore, he wanted to use time to make up.

Even if those injuries have been caused, he hoped that she would have confidence in their future and confidence in him.

Meng Ying did not answer him, but took his hand again, "Go to my room?"

Mu Yuansheng frowned slightly, "I didn't think about that."

"You don't want to, I do." Meng Ying smiled, "Women who have given birth have very strong demand in that respect."

"..." She seemed to be back to what she was before.

Meng Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, "You really don't want to?"

Mu Yuansheng swallowed.

he thinks.

God knows how difficult it is for him to get through this period, but he knows in his heart, how dare to ask for anything else at this time, as long as you take good care of the child, let her relax, and have a foothold in this family, it is enough.

He didn't dare to have any other requirements, nor did he dare to have other ideas.

Meng Ying smiled when he saw his tangled appearance.

Get up, "I'll go back to my room to take a lunch break, you call me later."

"Um."

…

In the evening, the people downstairs finally dispersed.

Yao Zheng glanced upstairs, she asked Meng Shaofeng in a low voice, "What the **** did my aunt say?"

"She said, Yingying is not our daughter." Meng Shaofeng has been suppressing the matter, but there is always a lump in his heart. The mahjong game in the afternoon is not very troublesome and he has been losing.

Yao Zheng twisted his eyebrows and his face sank.

Meng Shaofeng looked at his wife, "My aunt is over 100 years old. She is still so tough and sober. I heard that she can see the bottom of the heart. Today she saw Yingying's face changed. I think she must have seen that Yingying is not Our blood."

"When we found Yingying back, she herself said that we had confessed to the wrong person. We must regard her as our daughter. Moreover, Yingying, like Meng Ming, has birthmarks on her body. I must be ours. Daughter." Yao Zheng was very sure.

She said again, "It doesn't matter if it's not. I just need to recognize her."

Meng Shaofeng nodded, "I said the same at the time. No matter what, Meng Ying is our daughter. This is what we recognize. No matter what happens in the future, as long as she doesn't leave us, she will be our child."

Yao Zheng felt relieved when he heard her husband say this.

"Let’s stop telling Yingying about this. Lest she knows, she will think more in her heart." Meng Shaofeng put his arm around Yao Zheng’s shoulder and patted her lightly, a trace of loneliness and sadness in his eyes, but even more Much is firmness, "She is our child and always will be."