Ding Yiyi nodded. "When my friend finishes his business here, we'll go back to England. But when we have time, we'll come and see what happens to him. How about meeting him?"

When Haizi heard this, her tearful little face turned a little rainy and sunny. She took out one hand and waved it to Ding Yiyi. "Good-bye to my aunt."

Looking at Ding Yiyi's background, Ye Chuqing muttered to himself: "Like, it's really like."

"She's not." Ye Nianmo walked calmly to Yejia.

Ye Chuqing sighed and led Haizi back three times to meet him.

Ding Yiyi came home very late. She saw a faint light in the room and...