After Zhuo Yunfei got up, he immediately rushed to the leg of the noble lady who came out of the crowd.

He threw himself into the arms of the noblewoman, and he cried so much that tears and snot were mixed together.

A noblewoman dressed exquisitely and elegantly, seeing her beloved little nephew crying like this.

didn't care about the expensive dress on his body, so he directly picked up his little nephew and comforted him in his arms.

"Oh, Feifei doesn't cry, my aunt is here...... Tell your aunt that it was the one who bullied you and that your aunt will help you get revenge. ”

That's what the bear child was waiting for, and he turned his head to look at Xinluo with a crying face.

Reaching out and pointing, "It's her!" She was bullying me! ”

The beautiful woman holding Zhuo Yunfei looked in the direction of his finger......

A moment later, her hands slipped, and the bear child in her arms fell to the ground.

"Wow...... Feifei pain! ”

*

Inside a lounge upstairs in the ballroom.

Xinluo and Zhuo Yarong sat facing each other.

She never thought that she would meet Zhuo Yarong here.

After all, beforehand, everyone thought that Zhuo Yarong was still in Qinglong Temple.

Even Lu Yuchen and Lu Jiu didn't know that Madame would appear here.

Facing this, the ex-mother-in-law who once loved her and loved her.

Even Xinluo, who has been trained for four years, doesn't know what way to face her at this time.

In the end, it was Zhuo Yarong who broke this silence.

"Xinluo, how are you doing in the past four years?"

"I ...... All good. ”

"Really? Just have a good life. ”

Zhuo Yarong looked at her with a somewhat complicated look, "Three years ago, Yu Chen announced your death to the outside world, and the only people who know the truth are Lu Qi, Meng Ze, Zhang Ma and me, and there is no one else." ”

Xinluo understood that this was Zhuo Yarong explaining to her why the Zhuo family didn't know her.

It's not that they don't know her face.

They just believed that the explosion three years ago was real.

Xinluo nodded lightly, "Mom, I understand." ”

"No, you don't understand."

Xinluo was stunned and raised his eyes to look at Zhuo Yarong.

Immediately after, she heard Zhuo Yarong say, "Tang Xinluo is dead, so you should call me Mrs. Lu." ”

Xinluo: ......

Zhuo Yarong's words are like a hammer.

The hammer smashed into Xinluo's heart, and the pain was so painful that she could barely breathe.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Zhuo Yarong continued, "Xinluo, don't blame me for being ruthless. Back then, when it was so difficult, it was you who chose to leave. ”

"Since you're gone, don't come back."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Yarong's eyes full of memories flashed with tears.

Xinluo lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her tearful eyes.

“…… I'm sorry. ”

She apologized softly to Zhuo Yarong, except for being sorry, she didn't know what else to say.

Whatever the reason for it.

At that time, she did hurt Zhuo Yarong, who had always been dedicated to her.

"Excuse me?" Zhuo Yarong suddenly laughed, "Hehe, I'm sorry, can you compensate my grandson for his childhood?" I'm sorry, can you pay us a complete home? ”

"Tang Xinluo, tell me, I'm sorry, how much are these three words worth!?"

"Mrs. Lu, I ......"

"You don't have to say more!"

Zhuo Yarong angrily interrupted Xinluo's words.

"I know why you're here today. Oh, of course you're doing well, you look at the clothes on your body, they're shiny. When you appear here, do you want to regain Yu Chen's attention? ”