When she asked, Luo Junheng, Nan Song and Yu Jinwen all looked at her.

It seems to be saying: It's you, it's you, it's you.

Luo Yin: "..."

Luo Junheng came in, closed the door, and said, "Are we discussing Wang Ping's affairs? Just in time, I want to hear it too."

With that said, he found a seat and sat down, as if he was all ears.

With the support of his eldest brother, Nan Song felt magical and did not leave. He sat down on the sofa again and pulled Yu Jinwen's wrist.

Ask him to sit down too.

The eldest brother has already spoken, but this time Ms. Luoyin has to say one, two, three.

Luo Yin suddenly felt like she was being ambushed from all sides and being attacked from both sides.

Nan Ningsong advised him at the right time: "Paper can't contain the fire. There are some things that you can't hide even if you want to, and more and more things will happen if you hide them. Since the children want to know, just tell them, otherwise, one by one, they will not comply."

Forgive me, don’t worry. Besides, there is strength in numbers.”

He winked at Luo Yin and told her to come down the steps. After all, it was her daughter who was asking for help now.

Luo Yin suddenly felt suffocated. She put her hands up and got on the table. She curled up her legs and sat cross-legged on the table.

"Okay, just say it."

She acknowledged it, turned to Nan Ningsong and said, "Husband, please find a place to sit down."

Nan Ningsong pulled up a chair and sat down.

Seeing that her mother was finally willing to talk, Nan Song stared at her with burning eyes, waiting for her to tell stories to satisfy her curiosity.

Luo Yin sighed softly, "Actually, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that it's a long story... Wang Ping and I don't know each other, and we haven't met before, but I see

The way I look at his eyes is very similar to that of an old friend I know, and the feeling he gives me is also similar."

"Old friend?"

Nan Song listened to her mother's long and graceful words, sighed three times, and a string in her mind tightened, "My old friend is from Dongzhen?"

Luo Yin glanced at her, not knowing whether to dislike her or praise her, "Why are you so smart?"

Only the people and things in Dongzhen could make Luo Yin look like this.

That was my mother's once-powerful territory, but it was also a past that she really didn't want to mention, and it had long been buried in her memory.

If she hadn't been kidnapped, suffered greatly, and narrowly escaped death, she might never have known about a place like "East Town".

Nor does she know the identity of her mother.

Everyone has grandparents, uncles and aunts, but Nan Song does not have these relatives. When she was a child, she even asked Luo Yin in a childlike manner: "Mom, are you like Sun Wukong, did you pop out of the cracks in the rocks?"

Luo Yin ignored her that time, but she got more energetic and kept chasing after her asking questions. Ms. Luo got tired of asking questions and beat her up.

Later, her father rubbed her butt and coaxed her: "Mom didn't jump out of the rocks. It's just that her relatives are no longer alive. Bringing it up will bring back some past events and make her sad. Let's talk about it in the future."

Please don’t mention it, okay? Don’t poke my mother’s heart.”

Nan Song was mischievous, but she never asked Luo Yin about this matter again.

She narrowed her eyes, broke the casserole and asked, "Then, who is the old friend?"

Luo Yin's expression calmed down, and then she spoke calmly for a while.

"His name is Lan Yu. He was also the leader of the Blue Tribe of East Town, Blue Snake."

Luo Yin's throat was slightly choked, and that handsome face flashed before her eyes again, and her heart ached. Under the surprised and confused gazes of Nan Song and Yu Jinwen, she suddenly raised her eyes and added, "He
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