She hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward and grabbed Qiao Mianmian's hand and held her hand tightly: "Mianmian, are you really... not blaming me? Do you really understand what I did at the beginning?"

Mrs. Bai is still worried.

She was afraid that Qiao Mianmian would not mind on the surface, but in her heart she blamed her for sending her away.

She was very scared, and her daughter refused to recognize her.

"Yeah." Qiao Mianmian nodded, "Auntie, I really haven't blamed you. I know that everything you did was for my own good. You didn't have a choice back then, so I can understand it."

"That's good, that's good." Mrs. Bai said, her eyes getting wet again, "As long as you don't blame me, Mianmian, I know you can't accept these things for a while now, so I don't force you. You can go back and think about it slowly."

"But no matter what you think in the end, I still hope you can give me a chance to make up for this mother. Even if you don't want to recognize me, at least I will give me the opportunity to compensate you."

"Otherwise, I will be uneasy in my life."

*

Leaving from the Bai family.

Qiao Mianmian sat in the car and waited for the car to drive out for a while. She turned her head and looked out the window. She could still see Mrs. Bai standing there watching them leave.

She looked at it for a while, and with a complicated mood, she looked back.

"What are you thinking?" Mo Yesi, beside him, also looked at her gaze, reached out and gently took the person into his arms, and gently rubbed her hair as if comforting.

Qiao Mianmian leaned against his chest, listened to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and silently said in a little disgusting way: "Mo Yesi, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. You think, am I doing something a little too much?"

She could see how reluctant Mrs. Bai was.

She could also see that Mrs. Bai felt uncomfortable.

She knew that Mrs. Bai wanted to recognize her daughter immediately.

At that moment just now, she watched Mrs. Bai stand still and watch them. Even though their car was already far away, she could not see her position, so she still didn't leave.

At that moment, she was wondering if she was a little too much.

"Why do you feel uncomfortable?" Mo Yesi gently stroked the girl's long silky hair in her arms and asked softly.

"I just feel uncomfortable, I feel... Aunt Bai seems a little pitiful. I'm wondering if I'm too much? Shouldn't I treat her? But..." Qiao Mianmian raised her head, and said with a hint of confusion in her black and smooth eyes, "Let me recognize her immediately, I'm not ready yet."

"Mo Yesi, do you know?"

"Actually, my mother treats me very well, that's my adoptive mother. She really loves me very much, and I love her very much. So now..." She doesn't know how to express her mood.

But Mo Yesi understood.

He knew what she wanted to say.

The man pondered for a few seconds, and his slender fingers passed through her hair: "Do you think you will be sorry for your adoptive mother if you recognize Aunt Bai?"

Qiao Mianmian was silent: "This is one of the reasons. I just think that Aunt Bai is a very kind and gentle elder to me, and I like her too, but if she suddenly becomes my mother, I will find it strange."

"But, when you see her sad, you can't bear it anymore?"

"……Um."
Chapter completed!