It's been ten years, and the high-spirited teenager has become a mature man. He is still so handsome, but his eyes are distressing and melancholy.

Ten years, how many decades can a person have in his life?

"Brother......" Xia Yucheng shouted in his blocked throat, tears raining down.

"Mingyou, Mingyou...... Is it you? Is it you?" Jian Yuwei shouted in a low voice, struggling to break free from the support of the two girls, and groped her feet forward with both hands.

Xia Mingyou stepped forward a few steps and hugged Jian Yuwei tightly: "Mom, my son is not filial......

His voice was choked, and his emotions were so excited that he couldn't control himself.

"Mingyou...... Mingyou...... Mingyou ......" Hearing her son's low and hoarse voice, Jian Yuwei cried out a little uncontrollably, and grabbed Xia Mingyou's arm with both hands.

"Brother......" Xia Yucheng shouted with tears streaming down his face, burying his face in his shoulder.

"Girl, my brother is not at home, I have worked hard for you!" Xia Mingyou took out a free hand and touched the top of her hair lovingly.

She cried and shook her head, as long as her brother came home safely, what was the point of all the suffering?

Shang Mengwan looked at the three people hugging each other, and the man who missed her so much stood in front of her, but she suddenly felt that her identity was so embarrassing.

She silently waited for Xia Mingyou for ten years, a good ten years for a girl to grow up, and her heart was given to this man named Xia Mingyou.

Just thinking about it, Xia Mingyou had already raised his head to look at her, and his eyes full of tears showed a grateful expression.

"Wan'er, thank you!" he smiled.

Suddenly, the tears that had been stopped wet Shang Mengwan's cheeks again, she stepped forward, and Xia Mingyou stretched out his hand to her. Without hesitation, she stretched out her hand, clasping it tightly together.

"Brother Mingyou......" Shang Mengwan cried and shouted, "I miss you so much...... I miss you so much......"

Xia Mingyou raised his hand and kissed the back of her hand, a girl who had been waiting for him for ten years, a girl who didn't dislike him for nothing, a girl who helped him take care of his family for ten years, how could he, as a man, be willing to live up?

"Okay, let's go, get out of this place, and I'll take care of you from now on!" he cried out with a smile holding back tears.

Xia Yucheng let go of her hand, wiped her tears, turned around and made a gesture in the direction where Lily and the driver were standing.

After a while, the car drove steadily and stopped beside them.

"Let's get in the car! let's go!" Xia Yucheng went to pull his brother, but found that his expression was surprised and displeased.

"Brother," she reached out to pull him again, "Let's go home and talk about it, okay? Mom is tired from sitting in the car for so long, let's get out of here!"

Xia Mingyou hummed and got into the car last.

Although he was in prison, he had newspapers and magazines, computers and everything. With a man's special penchant for cars, he knew at a glance that the car was worth more than a million.

Moreover, Lily is noble and generous, with an elegant temperament, and is not an ordinary person at first glance.

"Girl, whose car is this?" he asked in a deep voice, he knew the situation of the family himself, and the origin of the car made him wonder.

"Brother, it's a friend's car, a very good friend!" Xia Yucheng smiled reluctantly. My brother knew that it was a matter of time before she followed the trend, but she hadn't figured out what to say best.

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