Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

After the man left, Yan Huan sat in bed and looked at the double photo in his hand in a daze.

This is the only photo of Wu Nianqing she has.

If she is really Wu Nianqing's daughter, then the people in the picture who are like a fairy couple are her parents.

She sighed and stroked her finger at the face in the picture.

"Dong Dong Dong -" a knock on the door sounded.

She shoved the picture back into the drawer, looked up at the door and said, "come in."

The door opened and Jolin appeared neatly behind the door.

Yan Huan was stunned and looked at her white coat. "Lin, are you going out?"

Jolin pulled out a light smile, "Huanhuan, I'm leaving."

She hurried out of bed with her shoes on and walked towards Jolin. "Go? Where are you going?"

When she got to the other side, she found the white suitcase behind Jolin.

Jolin looked down at her. "I booked a ticket to Australia with zeheng and prepared to leave for some time."

Yan Huan's heart stagnated, "why is it so sudden?"

"I'll stay here. Ji Yunchen will continue to disturb me. It's better to leave clean than being entangled by him."

Yan Huan pursed his lips and looked behind her. "Where's Xiuze stringer? Will he accompany you?"

"He waited for me downstairs and said he wanted to give us a chance to say goodbye alone."

Yan Huanxin put down a little.

At least Jolin is not alone.

She took a deep breath. "Lin, xiuzeheng is a good man worthy of trust. I believe he can take good care of you."

Jolin smiled gently. "I can take care of myself, don't worry. I'll come back to see you later."

"No."

Yan Huan shook his head. "I'll see you. No matter where you are, I'll go."

Jolin paused and slowly pulled up the corner of her lips, "OK, I'll wait for you."

Yan Huan looked at the gentle and elegant smile on her face and suddenly gave birth to a touch of reluctance.

She held Jolin's thin body on tiptoe, smelled the cold fragrance on her, and sobbed, "you should be well, but don't be thin any more, you know?"

Jolin Wen smiled and patted her on the head. "OK, I'll eat more."

Yan Huan backed away with a sob, turned and took out a card from her bag and handed it to her.

"This is from Li mingjue. Take it to me. Don't be mean to yourself. Buy whatever you want, you know?"

Jolin smiled more and more spoiled. She said softly, "Huanhuan, I still have some savings enough to spend."

Then he pushed the card to Yan Huan.

"No! You must take this card. Ji Yunchen will definitely check you. What if he finds you chasing after you in Australia?"

Jolin paused. "He can do such a thing."

Yan Huan directly stuffed the card into her suitcase, "so, take this card! Don't be polite to me."

Jolin smiled helplessly, "Huanhuan, this card is a subsidiary card of Li mingjue. The amount is unlimited. You just gave it to me. Won't Li mingjue be unhappy?"

Yan Huan raised his eyebrows. "How dare he be unhappy? And where I usually don't spend money, it's much more useful to put this card here than me."

Jolin still shook her head. "No, I can't take this card."

Yan Huan knew that Jolin had a bad temper and hurriedly said, "well, when I pick you up in Australia three months later, will you return the card to my head office?"

Three months later, Li Renfeng's will expired.

At that time, the dispute over Oheng's successor will end, and she will no longer be so dangerous around her.

Jolin also understood Yan Huan's meaning and finally nodded and accepted the card.

"I'll take you to the airport."

Jolin nodded. Yan Huan immediately went to pull her luggage and took her hand downstairs.

After the car left for some distance, Jolin reacted, "Huanhuan, don't you have to tell Li mingjue?"

Yan Huan remembered that the man went to help her get breakfast after she reminded her.

The closest sister is about to leave herself. She thinks of Jolin and forgets all the men.

"It's all right. I'll call him."

When Yan Huan finished, he took out his pocket and found that... He didn't bring his cell phone.

And she's still wearing pajamas.

That's it. How do I get to the airport?

In desperation, she had to wear Jolin's clothes.

At this time, the assistant Xiuze truss who focused on driving suddenly said, "boss, the car behind us has been following us for an hour. What should we do?"

Xiuze truss frowned and looked at the rearview mirror.

Indeed, I saw a black Bugatti closely following the buttocks of several people.

When Yan Huan saw Bugatti, he inexplicably thought of a Sao Bao man with panchromatic Bugatti.

She pursed her lips and said, "can't it be Ji Yunchen?"

Jolin quickly turned her head and looked at the license plate. Her face turned pale in an instant.

"It's him."

Yan Huan frowned, "are you right?"

"No, I remember all his license plates. This is his car."

Jolin's memory ability Yan Huan believed it. She said in a deep voice, "I guess he has been waiting near the villa, waiting for you to come out."

Jolin's face was white. "Zechang, you let him stop in front. I'll go down and lead him away. You go with Huanhuan."

The man immediately refused, "no, his goal is you. Don't you throw yourself into the net? I'll go down and you'll wait for me in the car."

There was some worry in Jolin's eyes, "but your legs..."

"My leg is all right. It's just a small fracture. There won't be any problem."

"That won't work either. I'll go for a hundred days."

Yan Huan looked at the two people who couldn't argue. He reached out and patted the assistant's car chair. "You drive to the East. There are many alleys over there."

"OK."

Jolin turned to look at her. "Huanhuan, what are you going to do?"

Yan Huan unhurriedly untied the headflower, and a head of seaweed like long hair tilted down.

She looked up at Jolin. "You two must get on the plane for me today, so I'll be the bait."

Qiao Lin frowned. "No! Ji Yunchen always thought you encouraged me to leave. If he caught me, he wouldn't let you go easily."

"I know." Yan Huan winked at her, "as long as you don't get caught by him?"

"This..."

"Well, stop talking and do as I say. By the way, have you brought an ironing board?"

……

ten minutes later.

Yan Huan returns the ironing board to Qiao Lin.

Her long curly hair turned black and straight.

She turned her back to Jolin and looked sideways at the Xiuze truss in the front seat. "How's it? Is her back still quite similar?"

Xiuze truss nodded in amazement.

Yan Huan and Qiao Lin are different types of beauties.

One is beautiful and the other is cold.

However, beautiful women always have similarities, especially Yan Huan's curly hair into straight hair, which is completely like a person from behind.

Apart from being a little shorter than Jolin, I can't tell who is who.

Yan Huan looked at the deep alley not far away and said to the assistant, "go there and change."

The assistant nodded, stepped on the gas and went straight to the alley.

When they got to the deep lane, Jolin and Xiuze truss were ruthlessly driven out of the car.

Jolin looked back at Yan Huan uneasily, "Huanhuan, you must be careful."

Yan Huan smiled. "You too. Remember to tell me when you arrive in Australia."

Then she stopped looking at them, quickly pulled up the door and said to the assistant, "drive faster."

The assistant nodded and quickly backed out of the alley.

Yan Huan looked through the window at Jolin who was still standing in place and refused to leave. Her eyes gradually showed her reluctance to give up.

Lin, you must be happy.