You can search for "The Protection of Doomsday Xiaoshigusou Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!The fat aunt retracted her gaze, and for the first time dealing with such a noble and gentle person, she couldn't help lowering her voice: "I...I grew up taking care of Yaoyao. Just call me fat aunt. Yaoyao. She's probably in the pharmacy now, sit down, have a cup of tea, and I'll call her."

The fat aunt poured Yang Wei a cup of tea hurriedly, and put it on the table in front of her with both hands.Hearing Yang Wei's thin thanks, he turned and ran into the pharmacy with a dry smile.

In the pharmacy, Lian Yao was concentrating on dispensing the medicine, while Wu Qingfeng was slapped aside, with an extremely gentle expression on his face. He was completely alone with him outside.Even though the dispensing process is very cumbersome and demanding, he is not impatient at all.

"Yaoyao, hurry up, your mother is coming. It's your mother." The fat aunt's voice came in before she entered the pharmacy.

"My mother?" Lian Yao stopped her movements and looked at the fat aunt suspiciously.

The fat aunt nodded: "She said it was your mother who came to see you from Star City. She looks like you. When did your mother and daughter recognize each other? Didn't tell the fat aunt so that I could have Preparations."

Lian Yao was obviously at a loss by this sudden news, and could only look at Wu Qingfeng helplessly.

There was a moment of dignity on Wu Qingfeng's face, but the moment Lian Yao saw it, he became gentle again.

"Since it's here, go out quickly. Presumably it won't be easy for her to come."

Lian Yao didn't hear the deep meaning of his words, just a little flustered and happy.

"Yeah!" Biting her lower lip, Lian Yao nodded, couldn't help laughing, and turned around and ran out happily.

Yang Wei was looking at the furnishings in the house curiously, and saw that although the display was nondescript, the things were not bad, and the life he wanted to come here was not as painful as he thought.Knowing that his daughter was doing well, Yang Wei's self-blame was reduced by two points.But if Yaoyao is willing, she still feels that life in Star City will be better.

"mom!"

Lian Yao's crisp voice came, and Yang Wei turned her head abruptly, and saw Lian Yao running towards him with a smile at the door of the room where the fat aunt had just entered.

"Yaoyao!" Yang Wei opened his arms happily and hugged Lian Yao hard."You kid, after coming back so long, you just called your mother. Isn't your mother going to come and you don't plan to contact your mother?"

Thinking of the phone card that was only used once, Lian Yao said apologetically: "Mom, I'm really sorry, there is no phone at home, and I am not used to using a mobile phone. The previous phone number was still the number dialed by my senior."

Yang Wei later called that phone and kept telling her to shut down. Xiao Huajun told her some speculations that she felt that Lian Yao might be controlled by others, so she was not allowed to contact her more.Therefore, they had to find a way to distract the people who controlled Lian Yao, so as to rescue Lian Yao.

Putting aside the unpleasant things that happened in Star City, the reunion of mother and daughter is really a happy thing.The two sat down at the table hand in hand, Lian Yao personally made Yang Wei a pot of self-made anther tea. The elegant and light fragrance really made Yang Wei very satisfied and in a better mood, so she couldn't help but pull Lian Yao's. Ask this and ask that, and care about how well she is here.

After receiving the sincere care, the smile on Lian Yao's face deepened a bit, revealing a round pear vortex, like a fresh flower full of honey, beautiful and attractive.

When Wu Qingfeng came out of the pharmacy, he saw Lian Yao like this, his eyes deepened involuntarily.Turning to see Yang Wei, the corners of his mouth felt cold.123kanshu.com www.123kanshu.com

"Yao..."

Seeing Wu Qingfeng coming out of the previous room, Yang Wei suddenly paused.Some looked back at Lian Yao in disbelief: "Yao Yao, how did he... come out of your room? You..."

Lian Yao looked at Yang Wei with some uncertainty, and then at the senior brother: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Wei raised his voice, "This is very wrong, don't you know? That is your boudoir, how can you let outsiders in and out casually?"

"Senior brother is not an outsider. And he went to the pharmacy to help me dispense medicine." The smile on Lian Yao's face faded by two points.

"You! Really! Alas! I really don't know what to do with you. Yaoyao, or go back with your mother! You are a big girl, and you should let you know what you should know, and go back with your mother. , Mom will teach you well. You can't stay in this ignorant place anymore, it will delay your life."

Yang Wei was helpless to Lian Yao, but the look in Wu Qingfeng's eyes was not so polite.In her eyes, Wu Qingfeng is simply the culprit who abducted and bullied her daughter and prevented them from getting close.

On a certain level, Yang Wei is indeed the truth.Even if he said this, Wu Qingfeng would probably smile and nod in acknowledgment.

He just fell in love with her daughter and wanted to abduct her daughter. As for whether to bully or not, that is a future thing, but he looks forward to that day.Moreover, his biggest idea now is to spare no effort to destroy the relationship between their mother and daughter.

"Yaoyao, take your mother to visit our house. I'll let the fat aunt prepare a few dishes to entertain your mother." Wu Qingfeng ignored Yang Wei's eye knife and continued to suggest to Lian Yao with a harmless smile.

Lian Yao looked at the senior with a little regret, nodded and stood up: "Mom, I will show you my room and visit my pharmacy."

When passing by Wu Qingfeng, feeling the palm of her hand pinched, Lian Yao looked up and saw Wu Qingfeng gave her a vague look.Lian Yao shook his hand backhand and smiled comfortingly at him.

"Mom, the big bed I am sleeping on is hand-made by the master. The wood is also made of good wood. Many people don't want it. Don't go today, and sleep with me at night, OK?" Lian Yao Putting Yang Wei's arm, dragged her towards her room.

Yang Wei was helpless, but was curious about the living environment of her daughter since she was a child.He half-pushed and half-placed and entered the room with Lian Yao.Before entering, he did not forget to give Wu Qingfeng a look of indignation and contempt.

What is their home?It is clearly her daughter's home, who will show this mastery?Don't think she knows nothing, Brother Jun told her everything.

Wu Qingfeng didn't care about Yang Wei's attitude at all.After so many things, he has now determined that Lian Yao will not go with Yang Wei, so he feels relieved.Instead, he hoped that Yang Wei would persuade Lian Yao to go with her, because the more he said, the more disgusted Lian Yao might be.After all, it was the Xiao family, and he had succeeded in making Lian Yao not only dislike the Xiao family, but rather disgusted.

In the room, Yang Wei stroked the ancient exquisite carved bed with his hands in amazement, and he had a better life in Lian Yao since childhood.

"It seems that your adoptive father is very good to you, and the bedding in the room is so attentive." Yang Wei said happily.

Turning his head to see the newly opened wardrobe, his brows wrinkled again: "How do you want to change it like this? It's not tasteful at all. How can these things match this finely carved canopy bed? Yaoyao, you really I can’t stay with your senior brother anymore. What do you think he made to ruin your room? If your adoptive father is still there, you can’t let him do this. And here, what is the Kang in the south? It completely destroyed the mood of this house."

Lian Yao felt helpless when she heard her mother keep saying that the brother was not good.She admitted that it was really ugly for Senior Brother to make such a transformation, but she knew why he did it, so she never felt bad.It's just that she can't tell Yang Wei these words, she can only apologize to the senior in her heart.