Chapter 1789 The Poor Have Money Left

"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 cutie!"

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

While lying on the bed, Tongtong said softly: "Sister, Auntie Feifei's eyes are like mother's."

"I feel so too."

Ye Wan nodded, grabbed her phone and clicked on the photo album, and showed her the photo of Zheng Fangfei and Tongtong eating ice cream in front of the dessert cabinet, "Look, it really looks like it."

The same gentle smile.

The same curved crescent eye.

And the connivance in his eyes, they are all exactly the same as Yu Xiaoman.

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

Tong Tong lowered her head and said in a buzzing voice.

"My sister is 20 years old, and she still misses her mother very much. Thinking of her mother is the happiest thing in the world, of course you can think about it."

Ye Wan patted Tongtong on the back lightly, "Thinking about my mother, liking others, and accepting others' liking for us, these are several things, and there is no conflict at all. Just like now, when you think of your mother, My sister also thinks of her, and my sister also thinks of her 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 and go to school together, and you can do what you like together."

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

Ye Wan was still lamenting the wonder of fate in her heart, then she lowered her head, and saw that Tongtong had fallen asleep while touching the little butterfly on her neck.

After covering her with the quilt, Ye Wan got up and went to the living room, and landed in the live broadcast room that Yu Xiaoman hadn't entered since his death.

Wanfeng found out in a second that their female anchor was passive and sabotaging.

"Miss Wan, Miss Wan, seeing each other every day is like three autumns. Do the math yourself, how many autumns has it been? It's too much!!!"

"Sure enough, love will disappear! No matter how busy or tired you used to be, you would write a leave note. Now you don't pay attention to us old fashioned people. Don't stop me. I'll go to the rooftop to blow some air and calm down!"

"Miss Wan, the main group of the Hengcheng Group has applied for 10 visiting places. I have already approved it. It seems vaguely like tomorrow. When the time comes, remember to go to the entrance of the studio for business!"

"??? Is there a shady scene in the class? You wait, I'm going to Weibo to expose you!"

"!!! Upstairs, you need to calm down for a while, don't worry about gossip recently, as long as you bring Miss Wan's name, it will be on the trending search every minute. If it is really shady, it will be on it, and it will be like today's oolong fever Search for the same thing, just wait to be beaten up by the Wanfeng group!"

Ye Wan felt that she had appeared, but it seemed that she hadn't.

She didn't even say the phrase "I'm coming", and the barrage chat was already in full swing, and it seemed that she was no longer needed as a female anchor.

Cuizui smashed her fruit and floated out of the colorful screen, and that's the end of it.

[Cuizui smashed her fruit: Sister Wan, everyone in the imperial capital group said that they want to go through the back door from you, and donate some money to take you home, waiting for your nod! 】

[Flying No. 1 Beauty: Reject! 】

[Cuizui smashed her fruit: why? ? ? Give me a reasonable reason, otherwise we have reason to suspect that you are making a god in the dark, making your own spicy one! 】

[Flying No. 1 beauty: Because your late sister is poor now, she has money left. Is this reason reasonable enough? 】

[Cuizui smashed her fruit: ... overstepped, the servant will resign! 】