Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

in the dead of night.

Yan Huan went to Ji's house with Muzi Qiao who was still sleeping.

When Jolin opened the door, she saw Ji Yunchen with a gloomy face behind her.

"Didn't you say he wasn't at home?"

There was a crimson on Jolin's cheek, but she still looked elegant.

"He..."

Ji Yunchen coldly interrupted her, "this is my home. Do I still need to report to Mrs. Li?"

Yan Huan frowned, "sorry, I'll come back another day."

"Huanhuan, wait."

Jolin took her hand and looked back at Ji Yunchen.

"Didn't Mr. Ji promise me?"

Ji Yunchen put his hands into his pockets obliquely and leaned against the door to look at her. The amber pupil twinkled with an unknown light.

Jolin looked up at him, her firmness in her eyes.

Yan Huan looked at the stalemate and frowned, "forget it, Jolin."

"No."

Jolin clenched her hand. "I'm the only one you can rely on. How can you just forget it?"

"Only you?"

A sneer came into their ears.

Ji Yunchen stared at their clenched hands with a smile, and his eyes were full of irony.

"Jolin, are you stupid? She has a formula behind her. Do you need to rely on you?"

Jolin's face was slightly white. "I'm different from Li mingjue."

"It's so different." Ji Yunchen mocked with a smile and stretched out his hand to pull Qiaolin into his arms.

He picked up her jaw and looked at her jokingly.

"Do you think you have any ability? Don't you have to rely on me?"

Yan Huan gritted his teeth and clapped Ji Yunchen's hand.

"Let her go!"

She pulled Jolin behind her and shot her eyes at Jolin.

Ji Yunchen faintly withdrew his hand, with a little pondering at the bottom of his eyes, "Mrs. Li likes to be strong so much?"

"Jolin is my friend, and I asked her to take care of my son. It's understandable that you didn't agree, but why did you bully her?"

"I bullied her?"

Ji Yunchen raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on Qiao Lin's face. "You told her I bullied you?"

Jolin looked warm and silent.

"Won't talk? Shall I tell Mrs. Li how I bullied you? Huh?"

Jolin's elegant expression burst in an instant.

She took Yan Huan's hand and said faintly, "Huan Huan, he really didn't bully me."

Yan Huan stared at her, "Jolin?"

Jolin patted her hand. "Go and take Joe to my room. Mr. Ji has promised me to keep Joe."

Yan Huan looked at Ji Yunchen with a casual face and held Qiao Lin's hand.

"Did he force you to do something?"

Jolin shook her head. "No."

Yan Huan said suspiciously, "really?"

"Does Mrs. Li have persecution paranoia?"

Yan Huan pursed her lips and stared at Ji Yunchen. "Isn't it because you have a bad character?"

Ji Yunchen leaned close to her with one hand supporting the door frame over their heads.

"Mrs. Li said as if she knew me very well. I didn't know. She thought you slept with me."

"Ji Yunchen!"

As soon as Yan Huan was about to attack, a fierce drink sounded behind her.

She turned back to Jolin with a sullen face.

Yan Huan was stunned.

This is the first time she has seen Jolin get angry

She has always been as gentle as her. Naturally, there is no fear when she gets angry, but it makes people unconsciously follow her seriously.

It's like a student facing a teacher.

She glanced at Ji Yunchen's face and found that he had the same reaction as herself.

Qiao Lin pulled her behind her and raised her head to look at Ji Yunchen.

"Yan Huan is my life. If you dare to touch her, I will never let you find me again."

Ji Yunchen smiled sarcastically, "do you think you can escape my palm?"

"I know you are powerful, but you don't have a hand long enough to reach the palace of hell?"

Ji Yunchen's eyes were covered with thin ice, "you dare."

"See if I dare!"

Jolin's voice is soft, but it has shocking power.

Ji Yunchen took back his arm and put it into his pocket. Junyan condensed.

"You have a lot of skills."

"That's what Mr. Ji taught well."

"Good. Good."

Ji Yunchen pulled out a sneer and turned away.

Yan Huan looked at Jolin strangely, "Jolin, you..."

"It's all right."

Jolin turned around and smiled at her. "Where's Joe?"

Jolin's room.

Muzi Qiao nestled in Jolin's bed and slept soundly, completely unaffected.

Jolin looked at his lovely sleeping face, and the tenderness in her eyes turned into a water wave.

"Huanhuan, come and see. Qiao Qiao's eyelashes are so long."

Yan Huan didn't want to see her son at this time. She came forward and pulled Jolin to the balcony.

Jolin looked at her. "What's the matter? Flustered?"

"Look at the way you talked back to Ji Yunchen just now, how can I not panic? What happened between you and him, Jolin?"

Yan Huan frowned. Since Qiaolin was raped by Ji Yunchen last time, Qiaolin never mentioned the follow-up.

She looked at the subtle change in the atmosphere between the two.

"Huanhuan, don't think about it. Ji Yunchen is not what you think."

Yan Huan was stunned. She didn't miss the tenderness in Qiao Lin's eyes when she mentioned Ji Yunchen.

These two people

"Jolin, do you like him?"

There was a ripple in Jolin's warm eyes and she immediately recovered her calm.

"Yes."

Yan Huan pursed his lips. "You're confused. You forgot what he did to you before?"

"I didn't forget. But I don't hate him."

"Why?"

"Yan Huan, I know what I think of him. Before this thought dissipates, hatred will only aggravate my love for him. The deeper I hate, the deeper I love."

The deeper you hate, the deeper you love

Yan Huan chewed this sentence repeatedly, but the face of Li mingjue appeared in his mind.

She looked at Jolin who loved so calmly and gave birth to a heartache.

"Does he know your mind?"

"I didn't say that, but he should know."

Jolin collected her eyes. "He has long been used to seeing all kinds of women. How can he not see my careful thinking?"

"Between him and Jane Xi..."

If Yan Huan remembered correctly, Miss Jian, who was as beautiful as heaven, was Ji Yunchen's fiancee.

"As long as I don't say it, he won't pierce it. I will only serve Miss Jianxi until she is old, wait until their children are born, and continue to take care of their children until they die."

"Why? Don't you want to be free?"

Jolin looked sideways at the dead white chrysanthemum on the balcony and shook her head gently.

"No more."

"Jolin..."

Yan Huan looked at her calm side face, and her heart was particularly painful.

She was obviously full of sadness, but every time she saw her, she just smiled quietly.

It hurts, but Jolin never cries out.

Jolin turned back and smiled gently at her, "well, don't look at me like that. I'm all right. Just give me Joe."

Yan Huan nodded and tears rolled down when she turned around.

She didn't tell Jolin why she suddenly sent Joe in advance. Jolin didn't ask.

The tacit understanding between them was never announced, but the fetters had long been buried.

As soon as Yan Huan left with his front foot and his back foot, Ji Yunchen appeared at the door.

Amber pupils are especially bright at night.

He stared at Jolin on the balcony and said, "why didn't I know you were so good?"