Master Loves His Little Beautiful Wife/C1 Be Good Come Home with Me
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C1 Be Good Come Home with Me

At the top of the Luan Mountain, there were clouds and mist lingering around.

An ancient temple was hidden under the greenery of the mountain. It looked like it had not been repaired for a long time. Its color was dim, and it looked slightly defeated.

At the entrance of the temple!

A young girl of about eighteen or nineteen years old was wearing light colored leather pants. Her long black hair was gently draped over her shoulders.

Her face was white, as clear as jade, and her almond eyes were somewhat misty and confused. She just quietly looked at them.

Her entire body was under the sunlight, and her delicate and obedient little face was calm, without any fluctuations in her emotions.

"Amitabha. Almsgiver, this is your daughter, Su Ningning."

"My poor daughter." Liu Zhilan, who was dressed like a noble lady, was supported by her husband, Su Jiancheng. Her body swayed and her eyes were red from crying. "Ningning, it was mom who let you down."

Her daughter, who had been missing for sixteen years, stood in front of her once again and almost made Liu Zhilan lose her mind.

Su Jiancheng's eyes were also red. He choked and said, "Ningning."

"Ningning, they are your parents. This mountain is to bring you back to reunite." The abbot looked at her reluctantly and pushed her again. "Quick, call your parents."

He secretly sighed. This child was good in everything except being too calm. For more than ten years, she seemed to be isolated from the world.

Hopefully...

After going down the mountain, with the love of his biological parents, his temperament could be a little warmer.

Su Ningning's gaze slowly met Su Jiancheng and his wife's. The woman's eyes were full of heartache and uneasiness, causing Su Ningning to be somewhat confused.

In a moment.

Su Ningning then slowly said, "Hello."

Su Ningning's distant appearance made Liu Zhilan cry out loud, "Ningning, my daughter, my daughter!" She could not control her emotions and hugged Su Ningning.

The woman's warm embrace made Su Ningning's body stiffen.

She wanted to push it away...

But she was also attached to the warmth that the woman gave her and she could not bear to part with it. Her large eyes were filled with hesitation.

"Ningning, be good." Su Jiancheng was so excited that his body trembled slightly. His eyes were filled with tears. "Let's go back."

Su Ningning turned her head to look at the abbot. She was filled with worry.

The abbot also met her gaze. His eyes were slightly red. He suppressed the reluctance in his heart and passed the package to her. "Be good. Go back. Come and take a look when you have time."

The abbot hid his trembling finger under the robe.

He had raised a child for sixteen years. In the end, he had to go home.

"Let's go." Liu Zhilan took the bag from her arms in a considerate manner.

The bag was not heavy, and it was flat. One look and you could tell that it was very little.

Liu Zhilan's heart ached even more and she decided to go back. Ten times, a hundred times compensation.

The three of them got on the car together.

Su Ningning sat by the window and stared at the broken temple. She looked at the familiar scenery getting further and further away from her until it disappeared. Only then did she withdraw her eyes.

She casually took the bag that her mother had placed by the side and poured everything onto the seat beside her.

There were not many things in the bag. There was an ancient tablet, an old black phone, and something wrapped in black cloth. There were a few tattered handwritten books and a DNA report.

She casually took the black phone and opened it.

Su Yan's mother kept staring at her. The more she looked at it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She didn't say anything. She silently closed her eyes and quietly shed tears.

On the rugged mountain road, a black BMW crossed her shoulder and drove towards the temple.

A few minutes later, the black BMW stopped at the temple entrance. The driver turned his head and said to the man in the backseat carefully, "Third Master, we're here. Shall we go in now?"

The man in the backseat sat straight. He lowered his head and used his fingers to play with the tablet in his hand.

When his sharp eyes saw the numbers on the tablet, his thick eyebrows wrinkled slightly. His face, which had a clear outline, looked even colder and more noble.

That license plate...

His thin lips parted slightly, "Turn around and chase."

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