Dote on the wife first: President, love after marriage!

Chapter 258

At noon the next day, Jiang Moyan was called away by Lu Ming. Yaya, who was lying on the table drawing, raised her bright eyes to look at me.

"Mom, where's grandma?"

I rubbed the hand holding the cup around the cup, looking at her with worried eyes.

"She's in this hospital, and she doesn't know which ward she is in. When your father comes back, he will take you to see her. How about it?"

"Mom, let's go to see grandma together." Yaya put down the pen in her hand and took my hand, "Grandma is very good to Yaya, and she was injured to protect Yaya, Yaya misses grandma very much. "

Seeing me standing still, Yaya wanted to use her reasons to convince me.

"Yaya, I'll let Uncle Yunhu take you there, okay?" Indeed, as Jiang Moyan said, I've been struggling between forgiving and not forgiving, and I haven't figured out what kind of mentality to use to face a murderer. My own flesh and blood made me almost lose my right to be a mother and the woman who saved my daughter.

"Grandma said that she did something wrong a long time ago, and my mother has always been worried about it, and I can't forgive her. But mother, you taught me that as long as a child who has done something wrong has the courage to admit his mistakes, he is a good person who can be forgiven by others. Son, now that grandma knows she was wrong, can't you give her another chance?"

The immature voice and mature words made my heart overflow with bitterness. The words "not all mistakes can be forgiven" stuck in my throat. Facing her hopeful eyes, I couldn't be cruel speak out.

"I'll count to three. If mom doesn't speak, it's tantamount to forgiving grandma. One, two, three, year, mom forgives grandma." The little guy danced excitedly, pulled me and ran out of the ward.

"No, Yaya, I..."

"Yaya couldn't hear anything, I just know that my mother didn't speak just now." The little guy was smart, and when he ran outside the door, he grabbed Yunhu's arm, "Uncle, take us to grandma."

Yunhu has always been responsive to Yaya's request, ignoring my lightly shaking head and pleading eyes, picked up Yaya, and entered the elevator.

"Don't make a bitter face in front of the child." Yunhu approached me and lowered his voice.

"If you don't take us there, I will definitely smile sweeter than anyone else." I looked at my toes in a depressed mood.

"Auntie has changed a lot. After spending a long time with her, you will find her different. It was the first time you met her. Don't be so embarrassing."

I lowered my eyes and remained silent. The last time I saw her, I had already noticed that she was very different from before, but there was still a deep gully in my heart that I couldn't cross.

"She is Mo Yan's mother. Mo Yan doesn't say anything, but he still looks forward to your reconciliation in his heart. Since you have made up your mind to go on with him for a long time, you should cherish all the things he cherishes, right? ?”

"I found that it is a waste of your mouth not to be a psychiatrist." His words touched my heart deeply. The person I don't want to embarrass is Jiang Moyan. I don't want him to be caught between me and his mother. In the middle, then I have to regulate myself.

"My previous job was similar to this."

"God stick!" I murmured, most of the words spoken by the fortune-teller are convincing.

Yunhu smiled lightly and said nothing, sent us to the corner of the stairs, bent over and pointed to the door of one of the wards to Yaya.

"That ward, take mom to it."

I was still standing there struggling, Yunhu nudged me on the back, "Show off your courage at work, and do things more simply."

Before standing still in front of the ward door, Yaya tapped on the door on tiptoe, probably because she was afraid of shocking the people inside, she used very little strength, and after a long time, no one in the ward opened the door, Yaya Ya pouted in displeasure.

"Did grandma go out? Mom, try it."

I hesitated and raised my hand to tap a few times, and the door opened from the inside.

"Grandpa Mecca, this is my mother, she took me to see grandma."

I looked down at the innocent and innocent Yaya who was smiling, and I had the illusion that my daughter had put me together.

"Hello." I didn't know how to address Mecca, so I simply omitted the address.

"Hello, my name is Mecca, please come inside."

Mecca looks about 50 years old, with gray and white hair slightly long, weather-stained facial features with a three-dimensional appearance of Westerners, deep blue eyes like the sea, tall and well-proportioned, even though his face has been sculpted by time Wrinkles did not damage the warm feeling of spring breeze exuding from his body in the slightest. He must have been a handsome man with an unforgettable memory when he was young.

"It's Yaya and Xiaoxi, come in quickly." Surprise flashed in the eyes of An Qing'er who was watching the scenery by the window in a wheelchair, and a comfortable smile spread on her face, it was a smile from the heart , Yaya threw herself on her body, and my eyes turned away slightly.

"Xiaoxi, come and sit here."

An Qing'er, who was so happy, didn't seem to notice my slightly tense cheeks, she patted the chair beside her, turned into a little old lady, kicked her short legs in the next second, and pulled me to sit next to An Qing'er Down.

"Are you feeling better? You're much thinner than when I saw you last time. Didn't you eat well?" An Qing'er took my hand and chattered like a loving mother.

"Yes, Dad fed Mom a lot in the morning." Yaya gestured in front of An Qing'er with her fingers, telling her how much I ate.

Little did I know that her childish words made me even more unnatural.

"It seems that Mo Yan is quite good at taking care of people now." The smile on An Qing'er's face deepened, and she sighed softly, "Seeing that you get along so well now, I'm so happy that I can't express."

She wiped the corners of her eyes lightly, and Mecca handed her some tissues, "The doctor said, you can't cry."

"What's the matter?" Whether you can cry or not has nothing to do with your legs, so I took it unconsciously.

"It's okay, it's just a general evil to the eyes."

Maijia moved her lips, and under An Qinger's warning eyes, she swallowed back the next words.

They don't talk about it, and I'm not interested in breaking the casserole about her matter. Because of this episode, the atmosphere in the ward became a little depressing. Yaya is a good hand at activating the atmosphere. She opened the cabinet and saw the hanging skirt.

"Look, mom, the dress that grandma made for me, isn't it pretty?" The little guy gestured on his body, and spun around beautifully, "There are many more here, and there are some from mom." The little guy is farting I took out a tender green skirt from the inside and handed it to me, "When grandma put it on for the model, it was so beautiful, mom, why don't you go and try it on."

Yaya started acting coquettishly, pulling me up, Mecca had already retreated.

I looked at the skirt in my hand. The fabric was soft and smooth. A lifelike rose flower was embroidered on the round neckline, which was very elegant. I have enough energy.

"You did all this yourself?"

"Yeah, a few years ago I suddenly picked up my old job when I was free. I didn't expect to calm down and gradually fell in love with this kind of meticulous work." An Qing'er straightened the clothes in my hands, "In my impression, you are a very energetic girl, so I chose some bright colors, thinking that you will look good in it, but I don't know if you like it, otherwise, why don't you try it?"

When the words fell, she rubbed her hands nervously on her body.

"Mom, let's try it." The little guy dragged me to the changing room.

I leaned against the wall and let out a long breath. When Yaya knocked on the door again, I changed into this dress from An Qinger. I took a picture in front of the mirror. It was a shallow V-neck, light green It is the color of young people who can't control the scene, but after An Qing'er's skillful processing, it is dignified and lively with a lively vigor and just right to bring out my fair skin and slender neck, very beautiful!

When I came out, Yaya covered her mouth exaggeratedly.

"Grandma, look, it looks much better on your mother than on a model."

"Yes." An Qing'er looked at the effect on me with satisfaction, "It suits you quite well. If you like it, I'll make a few more for you."

"no need."

As my words fell, the smile on An Qing'er's face collapsed, she nodded her head lightly, "Yaya likes the clothes I make, I will help her make clothes for the four seasons in the future, is that okay?"

Her words were humble and tentative. I pursed my lower lip lightly. She thought I was going to reject her, so she said quickly, "Just a few pieces, I will make sure they fit, are soft and comfortable."

"You misunderstood. The clothes you make are very good. I think they are suitable for important occasions. If you make too much, it will be a waste. A few of my and Yaya's are fine. My eyes are not good, so don't use too much. .”

Her humbleness is something I can hardly imagine seeing in the once proud and mighty An Qinger. The past five years have completely changed her face. Old man one chance?

"Really? That's great, that's great. No matter how Xiaoxi changes, you are still the kind-hearted Xiaoxi. I was confused." An Qing'er burst into tears with excitement. I took a tissue and gently helped her After wiping, she stared at me blankly for a while, then thanked me a few times, took my hand, turned the wheelchair with one hand and came to the cabinet next to the bed, and took out a beautiful box.

After I opened it, my eyes lit up. Inside were several pieces of diamond jewelry that are very valuable in the market. Although I don't like to wear these things, I still have a certain understanding of them. The style she held in her hand came from this Handed by Adachi, a jewelry designer who has been in the limelight for several years.However, his output is not high, and sometimes only one style is available. Due to the fine workmanship and unique style, the price is very high in the market, and sometimes it can reach a state of being hard to find.

"Do you like it?" She seemed to show me all the good things about herself.

"I like it, it's just pure appreciation." I waved my hand at her, "Hands are not beautiful, I don't like to waste these beautiful things." Without giving her a chance to speak, I have already refused in disguise.

"It's always useful for important occasions." She put the box in my hand.

"No, it's too expensive, I can't take it."

"It's a gift from Uncle Mai to you. To him, these things are just as simple as touching your hands. You're welcome." She winked at me.

"Is he Anda?"

"This is a secret, I didn't even tell Mo Yan." An Qing'er said mysteriously.

It's just that I don't know that she lied to me. She is An Lin, a famous designer who has risen in recent years, and the clothes she designs are also luxury accessories for celebrities and beauties to show off to each other.

When Yaya and I came out of her ward, carrying a large suitcase slowly, Yunhu, who had been waiting outside, looked at the suitcase behind me.

"It's been very rewarding, and I can see that this is a sure-fire business."

"Shut up." I said as if I came to see her for her things, I gave him an extremely displeased look, and led Yaya into the elevator.

Yunhu, who always had a gentle smile on his face, also followed in. I looked him up and down. This person seems a little weird these days. He who has always spoken kindly, even occasionally cracked a few jokes.

"Ask if you have any questions, and don't look at me like you look at alien creatures."

"You are the iron tree blooming, which stimulated some of your hormones to surge, and even changed your speaking style?"

I blinked at him ambiguously, he coughed lightly, straightened his face, and turned his face away.

As if I heard the gossip signal, I chuckled, waiting for Jiang Moyan to come back and ask.

When I returned to the ward, Jiang Moyan just came back, saw the suitcase in my hand, and unconsciously raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, his whole face was so soft that it was almost dripping water.

"Are you that happy?" I suppressed my smile, pulled the suitcase past him and walked into the ward.

"Yes, I'm very happy." Jiang Moyan hugged me from behind without caring about people, and rubbed gently on my neck forgetfully.

"Dare, it's an illusion when you stand by my side." I curled my lips and mocked.

Jiang Moyan smiled and said nothing, Yaya pulled my arm and pointed to my cheek.

"You are ashamed."

"Don't teach your daughter badly." I moved my shoulders, and Jiang Moyan slowly let go of me reluctantly.

"How's the situation?"

"I got the news that Mu Beichuan didn't leave Wencheng. Lu Ming has already blocked the important exits of Wencheng, using all available human and material resources to try to arrest Mu Beichuan in the shortest possible time. In order to prevent him from jumping over the wall in a hurry, these days No matter what happens, you and Yaya must stay in the hospital obediently, and you are not allowed to go there."

"Autumn Frost..."

"I have thought of everything you can think of. As long as you do well, everything else will be fine."

"Okay, I promise to stay in the hospital obediently and not bring you any worries."

In the middle of the night, for fear of disturbing our rest, Jiang Moyan's mobile phone, which was set to vibrate, buzzed. He gently removed my hand from his body and tiptoed up. I was still awakened. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and looked at the side While answering the phone, he walked outside to Jiang Moyan.

"Is there any news from Mu Beichuan?"

"Well, I'll go and have a look." Jiang Moyan turned back, whispered softly in my ear, and kissed my ear temple.

My eyes followed him all the time. After the sound of closing the door, I looked at the thick night outside, and I was no longer sleepy. I got up and went to the window, and the Milky Way was hazy with a faint mist.

Just when my thoughts were spinning, a figure appeared in front of me. The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at my forehead through the glass. My scream was forced when his muzzle was aimed at the sleeping girl on the bed. Swallowed it back.

He was wearing a black leather jacket and leather pants and stood at the window like a Spiderman. He has a strong figure, dark skin, and a pair of eyes with a sharp cold light. He looks like a person who has lived in the dark for a long time. I don’t know how he escaped Jiang Mo. I am sure that this person's ability is definitely not something I can compete with.

"Don't scream, open the window, otherwise, I'll shoot you down."

His lips moved slowly, I could understand what he meant, I moved my hand slowly towards the window, and while he was looking around, I quickly pulled down the curtains to block his sight, and hurriedly hugged Yaya like running outside Go, maybe what I did annoyed him, he fired a shot without hesitation, and as the gunshot rang out, Yunhu's anxious voice came, I seemed to see a glimmer of hope, and rushed to the door without hesitation. It can lead to the door of safety. For the first time, I hated the luxurious VIP wards like a hotel.

It was because I underestimated their abilities too much. The moment I opened the door, the window was pulled open, my breathing became rapid, and the hand holding Yaya began to tremble uncontrollably. When I went to the shoulders, I was grabbed by someone. I gritted my teeth and handed Yaya, who was not fully awake, into the arms of Yunhu who was coming in anxiously.

"Take her away." He roared hurriedly, closed the door with a bang, and firmly held the doorknob to prevent the two from chasing out.

"Smelly bitch!" One of them was stopped by his accomplice just as he raised his hand.

"Don't mess things up, she's enough."

Seeing that I was still holding on to the doorknob and unwilling to cooperate with their actions, he slashed me unconscious with a backhand.

Dizzy and dizzy, Mu Beichuan's smiling face like a mental patient appeared in his blurred vision, and his cold fingers lightly stroked my face.

"Shutong, you're back, do you know that I miss you so much, I can't sleep every night when I miss you, and you're finally back today."

He seemed to be delirious, whispering softly, with tears still floating in his amber eyes.

"Kong Shutong is already dead, the death you pushed her to, even if you are wishful thinking here, she will never come back!" His touch slid across my skin like a snake, making my hair stand on end while my heart shuddered. There were bursts of nausea again.

(End of this chapter)