"Uncle, the mother who doesn't regret is gone, but there are Yan's mother and Fu's father. They will take good care of him!"

Everyone was shocked when song Buhui said this sentence. It shouldn't be what a four-year-old child should say. In this way, it taught them that these adults have no way to respond!

Song Zhiyuan was even more embarrassed. He knew that the child should hate him!

After all, at such a young age, she suffered so much with song Zijin, but his father couldn't do anything for her. Naturally, she didn't want to live with him.

"Don't regret, have you decided?" Song Zhiyuan smiled bitterly. Looking at his daughter's young face, he couldn't force it. After all, he owed song Zijin and song don't regret too much in his life.

"Well, no regrets has been decided!" Song said faintly, with a pair of black eyes blinking, "My mother said, let me not recognize my father. This is the only thing my mother left without regret, so I won't leave with you without regret! My mother also said, let me take Yan Yan's mother as my mother, so this is my home. No matter who you don't regret, you won't go with you without regret!"

Song Buhui said, stretched out a pair of arms and hugged zhanyan's waist. The child had made it clear that she would not go with him.

Song Zhiyuan looked at Song Buhui and smiled bitterly. He suddenly found that he was the most pitiful one. Zijin had left. She did a good job. If she couldn't see her, she would really never see each other again in this life!

The only thing she left for herself was that her daughter didn't want to follow him or even call him Dad!

So what else is worth remembering in his life?

Zhan Yan hugged song and sighed to song Zhiyuan, who was kneeling on the ground, "Song Zhiyuan, in fact, you know very well in your heart that it's much better to follow me without regret than to be around you. After all, she is a girl. Many things need her mother to guide. Don't be too stubborn. If you really love without regret and want to compensate her, then you can manage song well and give him a strong support in the future!"

Zhan Yan's words made song Zhiyuan silent. Finally, no matter what he said, song Buhui was always unwilling to leave with him. He had no choice but to leave.

After Song Zhiyuan left, the peace in the villa was restored.

Zhan Yan squatted beside song Buhui and asked, "are you afraid of it?"

Song Buhui raised his eyes and looked at Zhan Yan, shook his head, "not afraid, not afraid of anything."

In the past, what she was most afraid of was that her mother left herself. At that time, she was really afraid. She dared not sleep every night. She was afraid that her mother would disappear in her world as soon as she opened her eyes.

Now, my mother really disappeared. She has slowly learned to accept the reality. There is nothing worth her fear.

"It's good not to regret. Will Yan's mother take you upstairs to have a rest?" zhanyan took song's little hand and walked upstairs with her.

In the princess's room, several books and a painting book were scattered on the table. The books were scattered. On the picture, rough lines outlined the outline of the woman's face.

Song Buhui's painting is not good. Although her painting is very different, Zhan Yan knew at the first sight that she painted song Zijin.

Because when Xiaole was young, he also liked to draw his mother in the album. He used very strong colors. Just like his heart, it was colorful.

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