The vixen's journey through time

Just like a huge stone thrown from the air into the sea, it makes huge splashes and ripples, but the invisible bottom is the heart of the river with its turbulent undercurrent.

Jiang He's heart, which had been silent for many years, finally began to beat clearly, actively and nervously at this moment. He stared at the video and murmured: "Little, little Yueya?!..."

At this time, the appearance of the small tea cup, the appearance of the small crescent moon, and the man's face were like frames of paintings, repeatedly flashing through his mind.

Suddenly, Jiang He had a bold guess, and something exploded in his mind. He quickly realized that he might have touched the truth.

"Little, little tea cup, you wait for dad! Dad will go over right away. Remember, you must not believe what anyone says before dad comes! Remember, you must wait for dad to come!..." Jiang He hung up hurriedly. Video, he knows, many things cannot be explained clearly on a mobile phone.

Here, Chen Meilan also stole a glance at the man in the video. She lowered her eyes to hide the flash of fierceness in her eyes.

Chacha suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when Jiang He's father said this.

Inexplicably, she knew that Father Jiang He would bring a change in this matter, because Father Jiang He would not harm her, and she could trust him completely!

"Ms. Chen, did you hear that too? My father Jiang He told me not to trust anyone, including you!"

"So, Jiang, Chacha, you don't believe me, do you? Don't believe that I am your biological mother? But, how could I joke about such a thing?" Chen Meilan looked at Chacha, she seemed to have already prepared her emotions, her eyes With tears in his eyes, he looked very sad.

To be honest, Chacha didn't feel any emotion when she saw him. It wasn't that she was hard-hearted or that she wasn't kind enough.

On the contrary, whether she was a little vixen or now a human being, she has all these.

However, facing Chen Meilan, she couldn't have any feelings. If she had to have the same feeling, would the faint disgust count?

Chen Meilan didn't seem to notice Chacha's impatience, and was still immersed in her own thoughts, "I have a witness! Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Yang can testify for me. If you still don't believe it, I can also contact the person in charge of the hospital at that time. They can all help me prove that I have indeed lost my daughter!"

"I also have physical evidence! The orchid grass wallet you are carefully collecting now was embroidered by me myself. The orchid is taken from the "lan" in my name "Chen Meilan". If this is not enough, then, yes, There is a red birthmark on your waist. If you look carefully, you can vaguely see that it is a fox-like animal pattern. If you don’t believe it, take a look..."

As Chen Meilan said this, she was so excited that she started to lift Chacha's clothes. Chacha was wearing a dress today. If it was lifted, there would be a risk of being exposed.

"What are you doing?" A Yu, with quick eyes and quick hands, pinched Chen Meilan's wrist.

Ayu would never show mercy to this woman. Even if she kept saying that she was Chacha's biological mother, why did he not believe her so much?

How could such a beautiful Chacha be this woman’s daughter? Something must have gone wrong! Wait! When Uncle Jiang comes, the truth will surface!

No one can fool Chacha! No one can bully her!

Chen Meilan's hand is in pain now, but she doesn't seem to feel it. She only wants to lift Chacha's skirt to prove that there is a fox mark on Chacha's waist, thus proving that Chacha is her daughter, Chen Meilan.

"Let me go! She really has a birthmark on her body, I remember it! I remember it clearly! Let me go..."