Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

Jolin laughed angrily.

Nie yuan frowned when he heard the speech.

Jolin smiled and said, "ah yuan, you and I have gained a lot of knowledge today. I'm afraid today's girls have forgotten what reserve is."

Nie yuan replied lightly, "not all girls are the same as Miss He. There are still a few such girls."

She sneered, "too. You can't generalize."

He An'an looked at the harmony between the master and the servant, and his tears rolled more fiercely.

"I know it's shameless, but I can't control myself. I really love brother Mo Feng..."

"Love? What do you love him for? His face? Or his money?"

"I didn't know his identity when I found brother Mo Feng..."

"That's his face?"

"No..." he An'an hurriedly explained and coughed again.

Jolin had no patience to linger with the woman, and said coldly, "where is he?"

"Brother Mo Feng... Cough... Bought breakfast for my father and me."

Buy breakfast?

When she lifted her thin lips, the man was very attentive.

"Ah yuan."

"Madam."

"Go and bring him back."

"Yes, madam."

After Nie yuan left, only Jolin was left in the ward to face he An'an.

He An'an looked at her timidly. For a long time, she picked up a freshly cut apple and walked to the woman.

"Miss Qiao, this is the apple peeled by brother Mo Feng for me. I haven't had time to eat it. Would you like to try it?"

Jolin looked at the peeled apple and her blood gradually gushed up.

She smiled coldly, "no, I don't think it's dirty."

He An'an's face became more pale in an instant. Her lips were bitten by her, overflowing with bright red blood beads.

At this time, a violent cough came from the hospital bed.

He Dong woke up.

"Dad!" He An'an put down the apple and helped the old man up.

Jolin glanced over. He Dong was only 50 years old. An operation seemed to peel off a layer of skin.

He looked at Jolin. "This is..."

"Dad, she is the Miss Qiao I told you."

He Dong's face changed when he heard the speech, "Ann, help me up quickly."

"Dad, what are you going to do?"

He Dong got up, flopped and knelt down. The infusion bag on one side shook with his action.

"Dad, what are you doing? Get up quickly!"

Jolin looked at him without saying a word.

"Ann, don't stop. I want to thank Miss Qiao for saving my life and fulfilling your marriage."

A marriage instantly made Jolin sick.

She stared at he's father and daughter with disgust on her face. "I was still curious about how he An'an cultivated to be so shameless now. After looking at you, I understand what is wrong with the upper beam and crooked with the lower beam."

He Dong choked up in his throat and coughed violently.

He An'an stared at her. "Miss Qiao, you can scold me. Please don't scold my father!"

"I just explain the facts. Why? It's scolding in your eyes. Since you have such a thin skin, don't learn from others as a junior."

"I, I'm not a Junior..."

Jolin said quietly, "I hate people crying when they talk to me. Either don't say it or say it well."

He An'an stopped crying and looked at her sobbing.

Just then, the ward door opened.

Ji Yunchen appeared at the door with breakfast in his hand.

His eyes flashed over Jolin and fell on he's father and daughter. Then he raised his feet and walked over to help He Dong up.

"Mo Feng..." He Dong looked at the man and stopped talking.

"You don't have to say, I'll solve it."

He Dong sighed and muttered, "sin! Sin!"

Ji Yunchen helped him back to bed, raised his hand and wiped the tears off he An'an's face. "What are you crying for? What can't you say well?"

"Brother Mo Feng, I'm sorry. It's all my fault..."

"What's wrong with you?" The man said faintly.

"I..."

Jolin impatiently interrupted her, "isn't it over?"

The crying stopped suddenly.

Ji Yunchen looked at he An'an's wronged appearance with low eyes and looked sideways at the woman sitting in the chair.

She was still cold and noble, and there was no change.

He said faintly, "what are you doing in the hospital?"

Jolin said coldly, "what do you think I'm doing here?"

Ji Yunchen did not speak, but pulled a chair and sat down.

He An'an looked at the two people with similar gas field and looked down at himself. Suddenly, he felt ashamed.

Compared with the noble woman in front of her, she is not even an ugly duckling

She took a deep breath. "Miss Qiao, I still hope I can ask your forgiveness."

Jolin looked at me coldly. "OK, then kneel down and kowtow to me. When I'm satisfied, I'll forgive you."

He An'an trembled and subconsciously looked at the man with weakness and helplessness in his eyes.

Ji Yunchen frowned, "Qiao Lin, don't go too far."

"I'm too much? Isn't she in a hurry to ask me for forgiveness? I didn't ask her to pay back the money, and I didn't want to lose my life. Why did I go too far?"

The man was speechless.

Seeing this, he An'an closed his lips. "Brother Mo Feng, you don't have to speak for me. I... just kneel."

Then she clenched her lips and bent her knees slowly towards Jolin.

It was just a moment. He anling lingered for a minute.

Jolin looked at her knee still hanging in the air and burst into a sudden smile. "I want your face at this time?"

He An'an's face turned white.

The next second, He Dong, lying in bed, bounced up.

"Miss Qiao, I'll kneel for my daughter!"

"Dad, no!"

Jolin was tired of watching the father and daughter drama. She said the purpose of coming today without expression.

"If a wise man doesn't talk secretly, I'll give you he family two million, which can be regarded as the reward for taking care of him in the past five years. In the future, you he family will have nothing to do with him."

Then she called Nie yuan.

Nie yuan left a suitcase with red banknotes.

He An'an bit her lips and looked at her. "Miss Qiao, what do you mean? I'm not a mercenary woman. I like brother Mo Feng, not for money! I won't leave him because of money!"

Jolin raised her eyebrows and faintly spit out two words, "too little?"

Before he An'an spoke, she said, "twenty million dollars."

This time, He Dong obviously moved.

Even he An'an hesitated, but the man was present after all. She said categorically: "even if you give me 20 billion, I won't leave brother Mo Feng!"

Jolin pulled open her lip. "He's not worth 20 billion. No matter how good he looks, he'll still be tired of it in a few years, but without money, how long do you think you'll last?"

"No matter how long, I will go hand in hand with him..."

"Oh? Believe it or not, I can make you both lose your jobs all your life, and your father. I can make him lose his job with my fingers."

"By the way, are you still at school?" She smiled. "It's just that I donate money to the university you went to every year. And your father's postoperative maintenance also costs a lot. Have you taken these into account?"

In a word, he An'an felt an unprecedented panic directly.

She looked at Ji Yunchen, "brother Mo Feng..."