The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

Why is she exactly the same as the mother in the photo?

Ye Jue thought he was wrong, so he rubbed his eyes, then opened his eyes and pupils to look carefully again!

It's really her!

"Mom!" Ye Jue immediately ran up to the man and hugged the man's thigh.

The woman who was playing the violin was obviously taken aback, startled by his sudden behavior, and the music stopped abruptly.

"Wow, woof, woof!" The Labrador next to him also yelled at him, even doing the motion of throwing himself down.

"Mu Mu, sit down!" the woman said, and squatted down holding the violin.

"Hmm..." The dog was still grinning, as if he didn't take it lightly.

"Mom! Mom, is it really you?" Ye Jue couldn't believe it. He stared at her face and looked again and again, not afraid that the big dog next to him might attack him.

"Little friend, did you recognize the wrong person?" The woman asked gently, with a faint smile on her beautiful face.

She is still the same as before, as quiet as a virgin, beautiful and elegant, but if you look closely, she is different from before.She was obviously looking at him, but her eyes seemed to be looking into the distance through the child's body.

Ye Jue was stunned for a moment, seeing that her eyes were out of focus, he raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

"Mom, can't you see?" He asked, his eyebrows raised.

The woman smiled and said, "Yeah, I can't see, but I'm not your mother."

Ye Jue said firmly, "You are, you look exactly like my mother."

The woman asked him, "Then what's your mother's name?"

Ye Jue said, "Lin Xiaomo." He knew this.

The woman said, "My name is Xia Ying, the summer of summer, the name of Sakura. You see, our names are different."

"But, but you look the same." Hearing what she said, Ye Jue hesitated a little, with tears rolling down his bright eyes.

Xia Ying said, "Well, maybe we look alike, but I'm not your mother." She also asked, "Are you looking for your mother?"

Ye Jue cried and said, "Mom has gone far away and never came back. Dad and I miss her very much..."

Xia Ying also understood in her heart that this child should have no mother, how pitiful.

She put down the violin, wiped away his tears, and comforted him, "Don't cry."

Looking at her and hearing her voice, Ye Jue felt even more sad, and threw himself into her arms, crying even more sadly.

"Woooooo..." The little guy hugged her neck, crying so hard for the first time since he was sensible.

Xia Ying also hugged him, her small body moved slowly, and when he threw herself into her arms, her heartstrings seemed to be plucked, and she couldn't help but start to feel sorry for this child.

She thought he must be very cute, maybe with fair skin and bright eyes.

Seeing that she stopped performing, the onlookers also dispersed one by one.

Soon, they were surrounded only by pedestrians.

Xia Ying waited until the child's mood calmed down before she asked him, "What about your father?"

Ye Jue pursed his lips and lowered his head slightly, as if he had done something wrong.

Xia Ying couldn't wait for his reply, but heard his stomach growling.

She smiled and said again, "Are you hungry? How about I take you to eat first?"

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