“Tongtong, do you like Uncle Gu and Aunt Zheng?”

"like."

"Then Aunt Zheng invited you to their room just now, why didn't you go?"

"But I like my sister more!"

"!!! What a little cutie!"

Holding hands all the way back to the hotel, Ye Wan took Tongtong to take a bath and go to bed.

When I was lying on the bed, I heard Tongtong whisper, "Sister, Aunt Feifei's eyes are like mom's."

"I think so, too."

Ye Wan nodded, grabbed her phone and opened the photo album, then pulled out the photo of Zheng Fangfei and Tongtong eating ice cream in front of the dessert counter and showed it to her, "Look, it really looks like that."

The same gentle smile.

The same crescent eyes.

And the indulgence in his eyes is exactly the same as Yu Xiaoman's.

"But I still miss my mother so much, so much..."

Tongtong lowered her head and spoke in a buzzing voice.

"My sister is already 20 years old, and she still misses her mother. Missing her mother is the happiest thing in the world, so of course she can miss her mother."

Ye Wan patted Tongtong's back gently, "Missing mom, liking other people, and accepting other people's liking for us are two different things, and they are not contradictory at all. Just like now, you think of mom, and your sister also thinks of her, and your sister also thinks of her own mother. We can do these things together."

"In the future, you will have more and more friends, just like you will play hide-and-seek together and go to school together, and you can do the things you like together."

Tongtong understood, and immediately put aside the uncomfortable feeling in her heart that Aunt Zheng was a bit like her mother.

After covering her with a blanket, Ye Wan got up and went to the living room, logging into the live broadcast room he had not entered since Yu Xiaoman's death.

The evening breezes discovered in one second that their female anchor was slacking off.

"Sister Wan, sister Wan, it feels like a long time since we last met. Just count the days. How many years have passed? This is too much!!!"

"Love will fade away! In the past, no matter how busy or tired you were, you would always write a note asking for leave. Now you don't take us old people seriously. Don't stop me. I'm going to the rooftop to get some fresh air and calm down!"

"Sister Wan, the Hengcheng group leader group has applied for 10 visiting spots. I've approved them. It seems like it will be tomorrow. Remember to go to the entrance of the studio to do some business then!"

"??? There's something fishy going on during the set visit? Just wait, I'm going to expose you on Weibo!"

"!!! You upstairs, you need to be quiet for a while. No matter what gossip it is recently, as long as it mentions Sister Wan's name, it will be on the hot search in minutes. If it is really a shady deal, it will be on the hot search. If it is like the wrong hot search today, you can wait to be beaten by the Wanfeng group!"

Ye Wan felt like he appeared, but also like he didn't appear.

Before she even said "I'm here", the barrage of comments had already started chatting enthusiastically, and it seemed that she, as a female anchor, was no longer needed.

It was only when Cuizui smashed her fruit and a colorful screen floated out that it was over.

【Cui Zui smashed her fruit: Sister Wan, everyone in the capital's rich group said that they want to use your backdoor to bring you home and donate some money, and they are waiting for your nod! 】

[The most beautiful girl in the sky: Reject! ]

【Cui Zui smashed her fruit: WHY? ? ? Give me a reasonable reason, otherwise we have reason to suspect that you are secretly creating a god, creating your own hottie! 】

[The most beautiful girl in Feitian: Because your elder sister is so poor that she only has money left. Is this reason reasonable enough? ]

[Cui Zui smashes her fruit: ...I am overstepping my authority. I will leave now! ]

(End of this chapter)