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When I returned to my home after nine years of separation, I could still clearly remember the scene when I left, but everything in front of me was completely different. Yin'er couldn't help but laugh at himself for his ignorance and willfulness in his youth. Standing next to his doting cousin Shen is the charming and charming Moer, who has mixed feelings in his heart. Why is this? Her ex-boyfriend, who was devoted to her, hugged her subordinate and had sex together. Yin'er couldn't believe that this was the man she had loved for five years? Yang Yiyi, a playmate who grew up together, tolerated and tolerated her over and over again and forgave her, but in exchange she was slandered, retaliated and even threatened with her life. At the wedding banquet, her cousin and Moer, who had doted on her since she was a child, were like a golden couple. Yin'er had mixed feelings and forced a smile, "Cousin Shen, are you going to get married like this?" Shen Yan's amber eyes held a doting smile, "Yin'er's cousin thinks that if you don't get married like this, how should you get married?" Yin'er was heartbroken, but she saw Shen Yan holding Mo'er's hand and handing it to Shao Jun. She couldn't help but be surprised, "Cousin Shen, you? Her? Shao Jun..." In front of the tombstone, Shen Yan Yin'er stood side by side, "Cousin Shen, when did you know that you and Shao Jun's identities had been exchanged?" The little parasite imitated the adults and knelt down and kowtowed. His small black eyes blinked at Shen Yan and shouted: "Dad." Yin'er hugged Jisheng and whispered: "Be good, Jisheng, this is uncle, you can't call me daddy." Parasitic's dark little eyes turned left and right twice, and he pointed at the tombstone with his little hand, "It was dad who asked Parasitic to call uncle his father."