Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

Jolin told Yan Huan their story.

Yan Huan listened and her lips were slightly open.

"My God, it's too idol drama for you two to meet here?"

Jolin hung her eyes and smiled lightly. "I didn't expect to meet him again."

Yan Huan leaned on his chin and said, "but think about it carefully. On the night of the club, he asked you to see the concert. He must recognize you. Or... He went for you at all."

"Maybe."

Yan Huan blinked at Jolin.

Her appearance was cold and elegant, and now she looked more beautiful in her sick clothes.

Such a weak woman standing with Ji Yunchen is an old wolf and a lamb.

She took Jolin's hand. "Lin, do you want to consider being with Xiuze truss?"

Jolin looked up at her, and a surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because he likes you."

Jolin smiled. "How are you so sure?"

Yan Huan couldn't help rolling her eyes. "You have such a high IQ. Why can't you see this when a man is careful?"

"He's a big star. He has a high appearance, talent and many fans. He catches a lot of beauties around him, but he comes back to you. It doesn't mean he likes you?"

"Maybe he just misses our childhood friendship."

Yan Huan skimmed his lips, "don't lie to yourself. When he looked at you, his eyes were so affectionate that they would drip water. You just told me, do you feel about him?"

Jolin frowned slightly. "If you mean lovers, I don't."

"Why?"

Jolin smiled bitterly, "I don't know. Maybe it's because I can't live with others in my heart."

Yan Huan frowned, "what can't hold others? I loved Mu Shixun so much back then, but now?"

"But..."

"Nothing, but it has been proved that as long as the later people are good enough, you can still live happily."

A deep and affectionate voice came, "isn't it?"

For a moment, Yan Huan's whole back was stiff.

She turned her head. Sure enough, she saw Li mingjue standing at the door of the ward, looking at her with low eyes.

That look... Almost shot her through.

She awkwardly held up the corner of her lips, "how did you find here?"

Li mingjue looked at her indifferently. "It's easy to find someone. It depends on whether you want to find it or not."

Yan Huan swallowed her saliva silently and always felt that the man had something to say.

Li mingjue raised his feet and came over. His eyes fell on Jolin. "How's your body?"

Jolin smiled gently. "It's over the dangerous period. Are you here to pick up Huanhuan home? I'm just going to sleep, so I won't send you away."

Yan Huan looked at her in a daze. "Hey, when are you going to sleep? Besides, you just woke up? We still have something to say."

Jolin looked at her. "I'm a little tired. Let's talk about anything tomorrow. Also, don't tell Ji Yunchen about my injury."

"Why?"

Jolin lowered her eyes, and the picture of a man pushing her out with no emotion came to her mind.

"Nothing," she said faintly

Yan Huan wanted to tell her that it was too late. Ji Yunchen not only knew, but also paid the medical expenses

But looking at Jolin's look, I couldn't bear it.

"Then I'll come and see you tomorrow."

Jolin squeezed out a smile. "OK, I'll wait for you."

Reluctantly left the ward.

Yan Huan and the man walked to the hospital parking lot side by side.

Men were particularly silent along the way.

Although she knew he was dull, he had never been like this when they were together.

At least care about her dinner.

It's hard to hide my loss.

She hung her head and walked to Maybach. As soon as she opened the co pilot's door, she saw a navy blue gift box lying on the seat.

She was stunned and looked up at the man behind her. "Is this for me?"

The man gave a faint hum.

"Can you open it?"

"Your things are up to you."

The loss at the bottom of Yan Huan's heart faded a little, but instead it was uneasy.

This is the first time Li mingjue gave her a gift.

But they were still in the cold war a few hours ago. Even just now, he didn't see himself in the ward.

She frowned at the gift box, hesitated and decided to open it.

The boxes were carefully selected and smells of perfume.

She tore off the tape and opened the box.

A bright red rose is put in a transparent glass cover.

In addition, there is a card.

There is a line of small words on it.

The flower language of eternal flowers: eternal love.

Yan Huan looked up and looked up at the man, "did you write this card too?"

The man looked at the thing in her hand lightly, "no, it's from the clerk. What's written on it?"

Yan Huan took the card back, "so do you know this is an immortal flower?"

The man said faintly, "I know. People in the florist said they would never wither, so they chose this one."

He originally wanted to buy it all out, but the clerk said that one was enough for the girl, but it lost its flavor when there were more.

He doesn't know, but women always know women.

He looked at Yan Huan with low eyes, "do you like it?"

Yan Huan looked at the bright red rose in his hand, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, "well, I like it."

"Then throw away those at home."

Yan Huan paused and realized that he was talking about the flowers sent by Mu Shixun.

Fingernails rubbed the glass cover. "Are you still angry?"

The man didn't say anything, but lengyi's face was enough to explain the answer.

She pursed her lips. "I made it very clear to him that I'm just a friend, and... I won't have anything with him. I collected his flowers in the morning because of Yinuo."

Li mingjue looked at her with low eyes and said calmly, "you won't have anything with him because you don't want to or dare not?"

Yan Huan frowned, "what do you mean?"

"I don't want to because I don't like it. I dare not -"

The man's eyes sank, "because of Mrs. Li's identity."

Yan Huan's eyes were wide, "why do you think so?"

The man's eyes were filled with light mockery, "isn't it because I'm too good to you that you'll give up him with me?"

Yan Huan's pupils suddenly tightened.

He really cared about what she said in the ward.

She pursed her lips. "I didn't mean that..."

Before the words fell, the slim waist was suddenly pressed by the man's powerful arm, and she was pressed on the body.

Li mingjue looked down at her, black eyes surging with black fog.

"Then tell me, what did you marry me for?"