Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

At this moment, Yang Xueer's eyes were full of dignified warmth, and he was inexplicably afraid.

Yang Xueer suddenly came up to the warmth and screwed up her eyebrows. "Am I twisted? Am I abnormal?"

Warm one Zheng, subconsciously back.

Yang Xueer suddenly smiled happily, her eyebrows and eyes bent, and her eyes seemed excited. However, her tone of voice was strange: "Sister Wen, do you know how much I like brother Huanyan? I liked him a long time ago. I knew all his preferences. I confessed to him, but he said I was still young and didn't want to delay me. Later, he told me that he had someone he liked."

"Oh! That person is you. Brother Huanyan likes you very much, but what if he likes you again! The only person he wants to marry in the future can be me, sister Wen. He belongs to me and he will be with me forever."

Speaking of the last sentence, Yang Xueer's tone suddenly changed and became particularly gloomy.

Warm and incredible stared at the girl in front of her. I didn't know where she came from. She was confident that Lu Huanyan didn't marry her.

Yang Xueer smiled happily and walked to the hospital bed a few steps. "Sister Wen, I'm now Lu Huanyan's girlfriend. Please go out from here. You're not welcome here."

"Miss Yang..."

"By the way, sister Wen, aunt doesn't like you to approach brother Huanyan very much. You should know that! Therefore, you shouldn't want aunt to know that you often visit brother Huanyan in the ward!"

Warm and slightly stunned, the cold in the bottom of his eyes flashed away, and asked in a cold voice, "Miss Yang, are you threatening me?"

Yang Xueer shrugged and looked indifferent. "If you think so, I can't help it."

"Oh, yes! Sister Wen, stay away from brother Huanyan in the future. Don't forget, you are a woman with a husband. I don't want you to ruin brother Huanyan's reputation."

His face turned white with warm anger, but he didn't say anything. He turned and walked outside the ward.

Just a few steps after she went out, she heard Yang Xueer say with a smile: "sister Wen, you know? In fact, I don't want brother Huanyan to come over at all. In this way, he certainly doesn't want to marry me. If he just lies in the hospital bed unconscious..."

Warm as being struck by lightning, he immediately turned around and angrily stared at the girl who smiled strangely not far away, "Yang Xueer!"

"Why? Sister Wen, do you feel distressed? But what qualifications do you have to feel distressed? Brother Huanyan is my boyfriend. He has nothing to do with you. Oh! No, you are his ex girlfriend. You have a little relationship, which is much better than strangers."

Yang Xueer narrowed her eyes and smiled proudly. She just didn't want to make her warm and comfortable.

The warm face was a little ugly, but she didn't want to see Yang Xueer proud. She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and said meaningfully: "Miss Yang, if something happens to Lu Huanyan, whether you did it or not, I will make your life worse than death."

Yangcher paused for a moment.

"Don't forget, I'm a doctor. For a doctor, it's easier to die than to live."

Put down the words and turn away without hesitation.

At the moment when I brought the door of the ward, warm suddenly thought, what would Ali do if she met such a thing? She would rush to Yang Xueer and beat her until she admitted defeat.

In the ward, Yang Xueer was so angry that she wanted to spread all her anger on Lu Huanyan, but she thought of installing a monitor here. For a time, she restrained her temper.

Warm, right? I will make you regret offending me.

In the afternoon, warm received a call from Bo Hanchi, saying that Lu Huanyan's parents had agreed to the operation, but before the operation, Lu Huanyan's mother wanted to meet warm

Warmth agreed without hesitation, and set the time at 3 p.m. to have afternoon tea with Lu Huanyan's mother.

The location was in a cafe next to the hospital. After Lu Huanyan's mother came to the hospital to see Lu Huanyan, she went to the cafe in advance to wait for warmth. When warmth arrived, she had been sitting there for a few minutes.

"Come straight to the point! Miss Wen, after Huan Yan wakes up, I don't want you to see him again."

Lu's mother said it directly without beating around the bush. Maybe she was impatient to do so.

Warm and slightly stunned, a flash of amazement flashed across the bottom of my eyes. Obviously, I didn't expect mother Lu to be so direct. However, without hesitation, I just said, "don't worry, I won't see him again."

"I hope so. Miss Wen, you are a married woman now. I don't want my family's reputation to be damaged, let alone destroyed in your hands. Like what happened this time, once is enough. If you do it again, I don't think I can live."

"Aunt, you don't need to tell me this. Since I promise you I won't see him again, I won't see him again."

This is a warm promise.

She and Lu Huan Yan can't go back. They can't go back any more. Those past only exist in memories.

Seeing that warm promised so readily, mother Lu frowned suspiciously, but she didn't think much. It would be better if she could promise. After thinking about it, mother Lu said, "since you have promised, there is nothing to say between me and you. I just hope you do what you say."

With a warm smile, the tone was light: "take your time! Don't send it."

It seemed that she didn't care about the warmth. Mother Lu immediately choked and wanted to say something. She was blocked back by her indifferent eyes.

She gasped for breath and said with a sneer, "Miss Wen, I'm really glad you're married, otherwise my son will have to marry you home. Just like you, whoever marries you must be unfortunate."

With that, mother Lu turned and left without giving a chance to refute.

Warm raised his head, light eyes, family misfortune? She suddenly smiled again. Should she ask Lu Ye and ask him if she was particularly unlucky after marrying her?

After mother Lu left, she didn't leave immediately. Instead, she sat quietly in the dining chair with a cup of American coffee in front of her. She drank very slowly and occasionally looked out of the window with her chin.

It seems to be snowing again!

First, the tiny snow scraps, gradually, the wind is strong, and the snow is also strong, just like torn cotton wool.

Pedestrians on the road quickened their pace, some holding up umbrellas and some wearing hats.

Warm out of the cafe, the snow had fallen heavily. She stood on the steps and stretched out her hand. Several snowflakes fell on the white palm. Soon, those snowflakes turned into crystal clear water droplets.

Slightly cool.