Ye Weilan lay in her arms, feeling the frequency of her heart beating, closed her eyes and rubbed her intimately.

She lost a lot, but in the end, she met her biological mother.

This is a good thing.

Ye Weilan smiled: "Mommy, I'm hungry..."

She was walking around the street outside today. She had been refusing to eat for many days before. She didn't know the taste of eating. Qin Yuling was worried and lost weight.

Qin Yuling wiped away his tears: "I have made your favorite food. If you are hungry, eat more."

She held her hand and the mother and daughter walked into the hall side by side.

There are four dishes and one soup on the table, stir-fried lobster, stir-fried beans, green vegetables and mushrooms, spicy and sour potato shreds, plus a fresh and rich three-fresh pork rib soup.

Ye Weilan's stomach, which had been empty for too long, twitched a moment, sat in front of the table, regardless of whether it was elegant or not, and picked up a spoonful of pork rib soup.

"Be careful..." Qin Yuling carefully observed his daughter's expression. It was obviously much better than Mu Ran before.

Sure enough, it was right to let her go out.

Qin Yuling helped her serve soup, and Ye Weilan buried her head in gnawing on the big lobster. She ate this taste when she was a child, but it was too long to remember it.

Thinking of the bumpy fate of mother and daughter in this life, her tears couldn't stop falling...

Qin Yuling's eyes were red, and his hands shaking constantly.

The meal was sweet and sad, and a sad warmth echoed in the hall.

Halfway through dinner, the maid's greeting suddenly came from outside.

Qin Yuling's body suddenly stiffened.

Ye Weilan's eyes flashed, and her hands holding the chopsticks tightly, and her palms were covered in cold sweat. She turned her eyes and looked over with sharp eyes.

The two maids opened the hall door.

A figure of Xiuxin walked in, with eyebrows like autumn water in the distant mountains, soft eyes, tall nose like jade beads, slightly thin lips, pointed chin, and long curved neck.

Noble and elegant, beautiful jade is flawless.

Ye Weilan bit her lips tightly, and her palm was sweating profusely, but subconsciously straightened her spine.

A soft hand suddenly reached out and held her hand. The warm touch slightly reduced the fear in my heart.

She suddenly developed the power of confrontation.

Lan walked in, holding a tray in his right hand, and a transparent glass cup was placed on it, and the cup was filled with an ice-blue liquid.

Ye Weilan suppressed the overwhelming hatred and fear in her heart. She was mentally prepared and raised her eyes...

Looking into his eyes...

He was also looking down at her.

There was nothing in her black crystal-like eyes, just looking at her so quietly and normally.

Ye Weilan grabbed Qin Yuling's hand and unconsciously exerted force.

"You've hurt her." He spoke first, his tone slightly unhappy.

His tone and expression are completely inseparable from bad guys...

His eyes fell on the hands of the mother and daughter holding each other, not very strong, but Ye Weilan felt the ultimate danger.

Her spine chills, she lowers her head, and then she realizes that she has too much force, and there is a dazzling bruise on Qin Yuling's white back of her hands.

She immediately let go and was a little panicked: "Mommy..."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't hurt," Qin Yuling patted her shoulder lightly and comforted her. While glanced at Lan, her eyes were extremely light: "You scared her."

Lan smiled, put the tray in her hand on the table, and took the ointment handed over by the maid: "I didn't harsh her."

Qin Yuling stretched out his hand.
Chapter completed!