Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

Yan Huan felt the temperature from his back and was stiff.

"He..."

Qin Fengche tilted his head and looked inside the car, "who's talking?"

Qin Fengjiao saw the expression of Li mingjue in the car and hurried out of the car to open Qin Fengche.

"Archer, go back to your room first."

"I'm not going back."

Qin Fengche stepped forward and stretched out his hand to Yan Huan.

"Miss Yan, I'll help you get off."

Yan Huan looked at the green fingertips in front of him, and his forehead jumped suddenly.

She was about to speak when she suddenly stretched out her hands and lifted her up.

The black umbrella handle stretched out of the car. With a slap, the umbrella opened, and all the rain sprayed on Qin Fengche's face.

Under the umbrella, Li mingjue stood in the rain with Yan Huan in one hand.

Yan Huan was embarrassed and looked up at Li mingjue, "I can go by myself."

"The ground is wet."

Li mingjue opened his mouth lightly and glanced at Qin Fengche's face, "it's you."

Qin Fengche was confused. "Who are you? Why are you holding Miss Yan?"

"Huan'er, tell him who I am."

The clear male voice was slightly heavy at the moment, and Yan Huan's heart suddenly trembled.

It was the first time he had called his name so intimately.

He used to call her eldest lady, and later called her Yan Huan

The intimacy came so quickly that she didn't react for the moment.

"Huan'er?"

He looked at her with low eyes, and the urging in his tone made her suddenly awake.

She looked at the anxious Qin Fengche and said, "Mr. Qin, he is my fiance."

"Fiance..."

Qin Fengche's pale face faded again, and the brilliance in his eyes disappeared instantly.

Qin Fengjiao painfully held his body, "Yaodi."

Qin Fengche stared at Yan Huan blankly and couldn't say a word.

Yan Huan just looked at him like this, as if he could hear the sound of a broken heart

Li Ming said softly, "what's your problem?"

Qin Fengche pursed his lips, threw his umbrella to the ground and ran away.

"Younger brother!"

Qin Fengjiao was so anxious that her voice was hoarse. She stared at Qin Fengming in the car, "don't you go after your brother?"

Qin Fengming looked at Li mingjue and didn't say anything. He ran after Qin Fengche in the direction he left.

Yan Huan looked at Qin Fengjiao apologetically, "sister, I'm sorry."

Qin Fengjiao's delicate face showed a sad look, "it's all right. Let's go into the house and wait until they come back."

Yan Huan nodded and Li mingjue took her into the Qin family.

As soon as the hot tea came up, Qin Fengming grabbed Qin Fengche and came back.

He carried Qin Fengche back upstairs like a chicken.

A moment later, Qin Fengming went downstairs in neat clothes.

"What about your youngest brother?"

"He refused to come down."

Qin Fengming looked at Yan Huan and Li mingjue. His eyes were not good. "I knew it would be like this, so I shouldn't let her come."

"Shut up!"

Qin Fengjiao stared at him and looked at Yan Huan. "Sister, can you persuade my brother for my sister?"

Yan Huan subconsciously looked at Li mingjue.

"I..."

"Go up, I'll wait for you here."

Yan Huan looked at him in disbelief. He didn't ask him in front of the Qin brothers and sisters, "Why are you so reasonable today?"

She dropped, "I'll be back soon." Turned and went upstairs.

Qin Fengche's room.

Yan Huan knocked on the door twice and no one answered. She had to call him across the door.

"Mr. Qin."

The door opens.

Qin Fengche stood behind the door in his loose pajamas, his big eyes wet as if he were a wounded little beast.

"Miss Yan."

He seems to have just cried, and his voice is a little hoarse.

Yan Huan felt guilty, "I'm sorry."

Qin Fengche's eyes flashed, "come in."

Qin Fengche's room is as clean and tidy as others.

Except for some books, they are all kinds of things for painting.

There is a growing sweet scented osmanthus tree outside the window. The faint fragrance of sweet scented osmanthus makes people feel quiet.

Yan Huan's eyes moved from the window to the table, looking slightly sluggish.

There happened to be a portrait of a woman's side face on the table.

It happened to be her.

Yan Huan pursed her lips. Qin Fengche noticed her expression and hurriedly put the painting away.

"Sorry, I drew you secretly without permission."

Yan Huan looked at the look that he was about to cry, and his heart was astringent.

Such Qin Fengche is very much like himself who once chased Mu Shixun.

So humble that the light on his body is dim.

She smiled gently. "It doesn't matter. It's very good."

Qin Fengche stared at her blankly, with tears in his eyes.

"Really?"

"Well, really."

Qin Fengche pursed his lips. "Don't you hate me?"

Yan Huan was stunned and immediately thought of the last meeting.

She felt guilty and said, "I'm sorry. Last time you asked me about the business card, I thought you wanted to cling to the power of the Qin family, so you had a cold attitude towards you."

"I don't hate you."

Qin Fengche breathed a sigh of relief. "It's so good. It's not annoying."

"Are you on hunger strike because of this?"

Qin Fengche nodded shyly, "I thought you wouldn't want to talk to me anymore."

Yan Huan looked at him in surprise and couldn't help sighing how there could be such a simple and clean person in the world?

Qin Fengche smiled, "but it's good. Miss Yan doesn't hate me."

Yan Huan tightened her red lips. "You should see that I have a fiance. Mr. Qin shouldn't waste time on me."

"No waste!"

Qin Fengche shook his head. "Don't worry. My brother told me a lot on the way back. I won't disturb you and your fiance."

"I will like you silently. I always like you."

Yan Huan frowned.

Is she not clear?

"I won't like you."

Qin Fengche smiled, "it doesn't matter. I don't expect you to like me, as long as you don't hate me."

Yan Huan sighed slightly.

"You are still young, and you will meet many women, beautiful, lovely, enchanting, or mature. There will be anything..."

"Miss Yan is different from them in my heart."

Yan Huan was speechless. "I don't deserve you to like me so much."

"I like Miss Yan. It's up to me whether it's worth it or not."

Yan Huan was stunned. She heard such a sincere confession for the first time.

The men who chased her before never dared to say more in front of her.

Because there is Li mingjue, if you say more, you will be beaten miserably.

She looked at Qin Fengche's clean eyes and said calmly, "I'm going to get married on the 7th of next month."

Qin Fengche turned pale. "Congratulations. Where is the wedding place? I want to have a look."

"In Europe."

"Will you come back?"

Yan Huan shook his head, "probably not."

Under the hazy moonlight, she seemed to see Qin Fengche's body shaking.

"Mr. Qin, are you okay?"

Qin Fengche smiled, "I'm fine, Miss Yan. Can you promise me a request?"