Her Overbearing Man

Li Hui's wary eyes didn't make Xiao Jiahe care. She asked herself that she didn't have any intention, but instead of Bai Linlin, she revealed the matter.

So no matter what eyes Li Hui has, it's the same for her. The only thing she wants to do is to know more about the Cheng family and Li Hui's attitude towards this.

But Xiao Jiahe is her best friend after all. She finally asked again,.

"Do you really regret giving up like this? Obviously it's something that I've been clinging to for a long time. I always heard that you left almost everything behind in order to find her. Is it really OK to give up

With Xiao Jiahe's words, Li Hui gradually remembers the first few years when her little daughter disappeared. At that time, she really couldn't accept that fact for a time.

She always felt that maybe it was because she had done something wrong that God would punish her like that, but she preferred that punishment was directed at herself rather than her daughter.

But things have been going on for so long, even she has planned to put it down. Why does Xiao Jiahe suddenly mention it again? Li Hui covers her face to prevent people from seeing her vulnerability.

Li Hui was a little strange to Xiao Jiahe. Even though she felt guilty for her, she never hoped that someone would take her weakness to deal with her. Even if that person said Xiao Jiahe, her tone was colder. "Speaking of it, sister Jiahe never cared about it..."

Since her marriage, their relationship can never go back to the past. Even if Li Hui tries hard to recover, but Xiao Jiahe doesn't cooperate, she can't help it.

Why did you mention it all of a sudden? Li Hui's tone was a little angry. "What's more," it's been so many years. Sister Jiahe, is it necessary to mention those things again, or do you mean to ridicule me with this thing? "

Xiao Jiahe has some helplessness. She knows Li Hui's temperament. Although she can't be said to be egotistical, she is also a proud person in her heart. She just mentioned a word, and she will have such a big reaction.

But Xiao Jiahe thinks it's a good thing. Li Hui's reaction shows that she hasn't really let go of it. Bai Linlin is more likely to be sheltered when she comes back to Zhao's home.

At least if Li Hui still has such deep feelings for Bai Linlin, even if Zhao Qixin is cold and thin, he who loves Li Hui very much will have some taboos when he treats Bai Linlin, so that Bai Linlin will not be given up so easily.

But a few words can tell Li Hui's mind. Xiao Jiahe knows that it's not because Li Hui doesn't have a plan, but because she has a relationship with Li Hui. She subconsciously thinks that she can be trusted, so she can easily express her ideas.

Fortunately, Xiao Jiahe's exploration did not fail, she also relaxed, "if, I tell you, Zhao Qiyue is still alive, what do you want to do?"

Li Hui covered her face with her hand and put it down. Her face was cold and her eyes were cold. She couldn't see that she had been careful with Xiao Jiahe before. "Sister Jiahe, I've always treated you as a friend for my whole life. Even if you've been treated coldly, I don't think it's any good, but please don't use my daughter to make fun of me..."

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who makes fun of such things?"

In the face of Li Hui's indifference, Xiao Jiahe smiles instead, looks at her calmly and says something softly.

In Xiao Jiahe's meaningful words, Li Hui's eyes gradually widened

In the ward, because Ann's physical condition is getting better and better, and it's also a single ward. It's rare that everyone is happy, and the atmosphere is also good. Even when aerjie teases lengyang, he doesn't like to pay attention to him.

You look in a good mood?

Alger is a little strange.

Is something good happened?

His eyes fell on Bai Linlin, guessing secretly.

Before he had time to say anything, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and everyone's eyes subconsciously looked at it. When aerjie turned his head, his good eyesight seemed to see a faint smile flashed from the corner of his mouth.

It was Li Hui who rushed in.

She is red in the eye socket, already did not know because of what reason, did not have that calm calm posture.

She was not in the mood to care about other people's eyes. Instead, as soon as she came in, she looked at Bai Linlin standing there, pursing her lips and looking at her.

Li Hui couldn't think about what Bai Linlin was thinking. She just hugged her as soon as she saw it was her. "Xiaoyue, mom's Xiaoyue, do you know... How long has mom been looking for you..."

All of a sudden, the ward was quiet.

Walking slowly behind Li Hui was Xiao Jiahe with a quiet face.

As soon as Cheng Junfeng saw her, he straightened up. Even An'an was not amused, so he laughed at her. Xiao Jiahe nodded his head as a response, and then his eyes fell on lengyang, who was indifferent to the recognition of his mother and son.

Her eyes didn't hide at all. Leng Yang, who was sensitive to five senses, suddenly found out. He looked up and saw that their eyes met in the air, as if they were telling something

"What's going on? Don't hold me back..." in the dark basement, it seems that even the incandescent lamp can't fully illuminate, which can only make the open and quiet basement a little less dim.

Just in the basement, which was empty because of the silence, a voice sounded with some insidious.

Speaking is a middle-aged man's voice, with some hoarseness, people can't help but feel goose bumps all over.

He was dressed in black and wore a high fisherman's hat. The brim of the hat was a little lower and his face could hardly be seen.

The whole body was black, and it looked as if it was going to be integrated with the basement.

The middle-aged man sat at a wooden table in the basement, on a chair with one hand holding the armrest of the chair and the other hand on the wooden table.

Around him, as like as two peas, are just like a dozen stools. It seems that what kind of large meetings are to be held, and are specially prepared.

I just don't know what kind of meeting it is, and I will choose to hold it in such a dark place.

The nail of the middle-aged man's hand on the wooden table is embedded with some black dirt. It doesn't look like a man of high status, but his voice is as natural as that of a man who has been in a high position for a long time.

Opposite him stood a young woman.