Time flies, spring and autumn change, three years later.

A quiet and spacious street with tall French sycamore trees on both sides, which were inexplicably majestic and cold. A little girl of two or three years old stood in the middle of the road, with her beautiful big eyes scanning around, and a white and tender little finger biting the corner of her lips, with her eyes confused.

The little girl was very beautiful, with snow-skinned skin, a pair of big watery eyes, soft and bright red lips as soft as petals, and crystal clear skin. She was wearing a white fluffy skirt, a pair of white boots under her feet, and a pair of butterfly hair accessories tied on her soft black hair. She looked at her big eyes and then, but couldn't find the person she was looking for.

After a while, the little girl turned red with her lips and started crying: "Mommy..."

The tender crying sounded far away and echoed in the quiet streets.

A black car ran over from a distance, and it was extremely fast and almost in the blink of an eye. The little girl didn't know whether she was scared or was born slow in reaction, and didn't know how to hide. She stood in the middle of the road and watched the car come to her.

Then, stop.

The car door opened and a person came out from inside. He looked very handsome in his early twenties. As soon as he got off the car, he asked, "Where did the little girl come from--"

When I saw the little girl clearly, the man's voice stuck in his throat, his eyes were stunned, and his mouth turned into an "o" shape.

The little girl looked at the stranger who was parked in front of her, blinked her pure big eyes, bit her finger and tilted her head, but stopped crying.

"Dingding--" Dangdang shouted, his tone was sharp, almost like a ghost: "Get out quickly!"

From the other side of the car, another person came. The little girl looked over with big eyes and turned to look at the person beside her. "Huh?" she said, and her eyes suddenly became more curious.

Ding Dingdangdang looked at the little dot in front of her, his eyes fell heavily on her face, almost staring at a hole.

This is……

The little girl seemed to be frightened by them, took two steps back, blinked, and suddenly started crying again: "Mommy... there is a bad guy..."

This crying brought back the souls of the two adults. Dingding's eyes burst into surprise, and he squatted down, his voice trembling: "Don't cry, tell uncle, what's your name?"

"Xiaoxue won't tell you, mommy said she couldn't tell strangers her name." The girl turned her head and continued to thrust.

Twins: "..." Inexplicably... a little stupid...

Ding Ding took a deep breath, softened her throat, and had a strong look in her eyes: "Your name is Ye Jing, right?"

Xiaoxue was stunned and looked at the two of them with suspicious eyes.

How can the little girl hide her expression from them?

Ding Dingdangdang's face, at this moment, she opened the clouds and saw the sun. Looking at the surprise that suddenly appeared in front of her, Dingdang picked her up, her eyes lit up: "Xiaoxue, has your mom come back with you?"

The little girl frowned, as if she was thinking about something, but she didn't say anything for a long time.

Dingding hugged her, Dingdang ran around to search.

Such a young child is obviously impossible to appear here alone. It must be someone who sent her there. Will it be...

Dingding looked at the vivid and beautiful tender face in front of her, with sour eyes. This face looked very much like her mother. If her father saw it, would she...
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