Where is the billionaire cute wife and adults?

Chapter 2657

After Ye Ranran finished speaking, Ye Xinglan walked over. He took a deep breath, exchanged glances with Yaoyao, and said:

"Little Tangyuan's favorite song before was the picture of mountains and rivers. Yaoyao and I will sing for her. Mommy, you put her favorite things in it. I hope our little Tangyuan won't suffer from these pains in the future."

"Little Tangyuan, did you hear that? Brother and sister are going to sing for you." Ye Ranran pursed her lips, sniffed, then knelt down and held Xiao Sichen's hand.

It is very painful for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person in this world.

But they have to go through it, they have to really face it once.

Ye Xinglan looked at Yaoyao beside him, suppressed the pain in his heart, and sang in a hoarse voice:

"Look at this mountain/Thousands of ravines and thousands of rocks/One river after another/Let this river/Star rush to river/Jie one bay after bay/Compose this picture/Luan Huifeng dance/Crew mountains are unattainable/Splash ink/Ink full of pens/Run my beautiful rivers and mountains/Let him go for eight thousand miles Road cloud and moon/Manly man/Stand forward/We have turned over the three mountains and five mountains/We still have to look forward/We have traveled all over the world/Never speak of hardships/No matter wearing stars or moons/Great Good rivers and mountains/Always be with me..."

When Ye Xinglan was about to cry, it was Yaoyao who spoke again:

"To the highest point/Shigatse/standing on the top of the Himalayas/to the east/heavy snow/heavy snow drifting by the Mohe River/to the west/reminiscence of wolf smoke/the wind turns in a circle in Kashgar/to the south/blue sea and sky/the dragon makes waves and waves to the sky/draws my mountains and rivers with a pen brush/the sword's edge draws this majestic/the surging river with a brush and dragon snake/I draw my China with my Danqing and never change Not faded / I outline the magnificent rivers and mountains..."

After the two people's voices fell, Ye Ranran's heart also sank into a magnificent mountain and river.

These scenery are all Xiaotangyuan's favorite. Xiaotangyuan said that they must have cultural self-confidence and believe that they can achieve happiness.

"An Song." After the funeral, Ye Ranran suddenly looked at An Song, her eyes were much gentler.

An Song paused, and looked at Ye Ranran with a complicated mood, "Sorry, Aunt Ranran."

These days, the most An Song said was sorry.

She has marked all her actions as sinners, she hates herself, hates herself, and hopes that she will not continue like this.

Ye Ranran could actually tell her emotions.

But most of the time, Ye Ranran was immersed in missing her daughter, and it was actually impossible for her to understand An Song immediately.

Now Xiaotangyuan's funeral is over, communication with this girl is essential.

"Let's... go talk." Ye Ranran offered to say.

An Song nodded nervously, then said, "Then... let's go together."

Ye Xingtong wanted to follow up, but Ye Ranran refused in the end, "Xingtong, don't worry, no one will hurt An Song. But An Song and I really need a frank and honest conversation."

Ye Xingtong hummed, of course he knew about his mommy's choice.

Moreover, An Song has been avoiding him for the past few days, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The accident of Xiaotangyuan changed all of them.

He didn't even dare to think about his future with An Song first.

In the garden, white roses bloom one after another, they are so proud and wanton.

When the wind blows, they sway, as if telling the world that no one is more important than them.

Ye Ranran took off a white rose and handed it to An Song, "Son, this flower matches you very well."

An Song took the white rose, but the first sentence he spoke was still: "Aunt Ranran, I'm sorry."

"How many words of sorry have you said these days? Have you counted them seriously?" Ye Ranran asked softly.

An Song lowered his head and said nothing.

She didn't know what else to say, it seemed that only sorry could express her feelings.

"I... I'm really sad. I don't know what to do to make you guys happy." An Song cried.

Ye Ranran hugged her, gently stroked her back, and said word by word: "My child, you did nothing wrong. You shouldn't apologize to anyone. The world is unfair, and you are also a victim."

"But if it wasn't for me, how would Little Tang Yuan be where it is today?" An Song said, sighing.

"Let's not say that this is due to fate, let's just say... we were actually... influenced by Hong Yunxi from the beginning. Our kindness gave Hong Yunxi the capital to hurt other people. This made her do wrong things all the time. My little Tangyuan probably lost her life because of these." Xiaotangyuan has always been smart.

Ye Ranran knew that this daughter was more transparent than anyone else.

Perhaps, without them knowing, Xiao Tangyuan had already predicted something.

It's just that the little glutinous rice balls didn't mention it to everyone.

Xiao Tangyuan just wants to say goodbye to them silently, right?

So, after she figured out this truth, Ye Ranran only blamed Hong Yunxi alone. As for An Song, she had no complaints at all.

Even she knew that An Song was just a victim of these feelings.

"Hong Yunxi knows that you will feel guilty for this, so Hong Yunxi deliberately said such words to provoke you. But An An, Ye Xingtong and I will not blame you for this. It was not your fault from the beginning to the end. What did you do? You have nothing. You just want to know your identity."

Ye Ranran was explaining every word to An Song, why couldn't An Song understand it.

The more they understand themselves, the more An Song will feel ashamed of self-harm.

"It's me... I don't deserve all of you's forgiveness... I... I'm a bad person after all, a very, very, very excessive person." An Song sighed.

"Always deny yourself, and you will not get happiness. An An, since you are Hong Song'an, you must first get to know your family members. They also suffered a lot while waiting for you." Ye Ranran said.

Huo Xiaoling clearly should recognize her daughter, but she dare not have direct contact with her daughter. How could Ye Ranran not see it if she had to be concerned about her mood?

They cared so much about her mood, as friends, it was impossible for them to be selfish and make them suffer.

Therefore, Ye Ranran hoped that An Song and the members of the Hong family would really get to know each other, and that they could abandon those unhappy things.

"I think this is what Xiaotangyuan is looking forward to. She has always been a kind child." Ye Ranran said.

An Song pursed his lips and remained silent.

Ye Ranran didn't want to put too much pressure on An Song, so she thought about it and said, "However...you and Ye Xingtong's relationship is up to you. We won't interfere!"