Report to the captain: Your predecessor has boarded

My father's vision in choosing a house is still good, but unfortunately, most of the bad memories in the house, together with the surrounding scenery, are not as comfortable as before.

There was a large stone in front. Leng Qingyan walked directly without looking. The slender heel of high-heeled shoes was tilted by resistance, and the excessively high heel could not maintain balance. Leng Qingyan fell forward uncontrollably.

Yan Sheng quickly caught Leng Qingyan and felt a soft rub across his arm. At the same time, it was accompanied by a brittle sound of bone and mortar separation.

Subconsciously looking at Leng Qingyan, the other party's face was white with pain, but he still bit his lips and didn't cry out.

"How are you?"

Yan Sheng sat down and looked down at her ankle. She was wearing high heels. This sprain directly made her ankle red and swollen like steamed bread.

Leng Qingyan was sweating and making a broken sound,

"It hurts... It should be a dislocation."

"Go to the hospital."

Yan Sheng immediately made a decision. Leng Qingyan struggled to get up, but soon fell back to where he was. Yan Sheng couldn't see it. He picked up the man horizontally, put him in the car and went straight to the hospital.

Because he often went to the hospital to see Jiang Fu during this period, Yan Sheng was very familiar with the road there. In an emergency, he took people directly to the same hospital.

After hanging up the number, Yan Sheng took the elevator upstairs with people in his arms. Perhaps because of fear, Leng Qingyan tightly hugged Yan Sheng's neck. Although Yan Sheng was a little impatient, he still endured it.

The elevator number slowly jumped to 3, the door opened, and a thin figure came in with his head down. Yan Sheng was stunned at that moment and shouted out of control,

"Misty!"

In fact, he didn't expect that he thought he was in the same hospital, but it wouldn't be so coincidental. He still held someone in his arms and didn't find that he was full of guilt.

Jiang Miaomiao raised his head. The first thing that fell into his eyes was the posture of the two people. Leng Qingyan hugged Yan Sheng. The two people were so close, and Yan Sheng's expression was stunned, like being caught on the spot.

She recognized Leng Qingyan, the woman who followed Yan's mother to destroy her wedding.

"Hum, it's a beauty."

Jiang Miaomiao stepped back and made room for Yan Sheng and Leng Qingyan very "intimate". The elevator door closed slowly. Yan Sheng looked anxious, but Leng Qingyan's foot injury in his arms couldn't go.

"Yan Sheng, it's okay. You put me down. Go after her."

Lengqing Yan loosened his hand around Yan Sheng's neck and even planned to come down from Yan Sheng's arms.

"Forget it, I'll take you to the doctor first."

After all, she hurt her ankle. It would be too unkind to let her go by herself.

Jiang Miaomiao watched the elevator door close, and Yan Sheng didn't do anything except his stunned face. Did he admit the relationship between the two people? He was still having dinner and friendly conversation together before, and he has held it today.

Jiang Miaomiao raised his hand, guessed wanton tears, and walked slowly up the stairs, but he didn't know why. Each step was very heavy, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead.

She had to stop to have a rest and wipe her tears carefully so that her father could not see it, otherwise she would have to worry about herself.

Walking to the door of the ward, Jiang Miaomiao just wanted to open the door. A strong force pushed her against the wall. Jiang Miaomiao subconsciously struggled and heard each other's low voice,

"Misty, it's me."

Looking up, it was Yan Sheng who was still tender and affectionate with people just now. Jiang Miaomiao stared and struggled even more.

"Let go!"

Jiang Miaomiao deliberately lowered her voice. Although the advanced ward was soundproof, she was still afraid that her father inside would hear it. The previous wedding was enough for him to worry about.

"Misty, listen to me. It's really not what you think."

Yan Sheng didn't want to listen. Jiang Miaomiao was indifferent to him a few days ago. At this time, if he didn't explain well, I'm afraid he would lose his good face.

He took people to his arms. Jiang Miaomiao struggled like a crazy little beast. Yan Sheng didn't want to hurt her, so he took the initiative to let go in three or two rounds.

"Misty, what's the matter with you?"

This tone made Jiang Miaomiao's anger run up in an instant.

"What's the matter with me? I should ask you, Yan Sheng, what have you done? Do you want me to emphasize it for you? "

Although Jiang Miaomiao pressed his voice, he didn't lose at all. Especially when he stared at Yan Sheng, he felt a full crisis.

Misty is really angry.

"Will you listen to me, slim."

Yan Sheng thought that he and Leng Qingyan appeared in front of Miao Miao in such an ambiguous posture. He also felt that he could not speak clearly all over his body, but if he didn't say anything, the relationship between Yan Sheng and Miao became more tense.

"No, Yan Sheng, I don't want to hear you explain anything. I only believe in my own eyes. What I see is just now, you hold her, and these! If you are really satisfied with the marriage partner your mother found for you, you might as well stay with others. Why bother me! "

Jiang Miaomiao angrily sent all the photos sent by Yan's mother to Yan Sheng, "look at these. Your mother sent them to me. She warned me to stay away from you."

Then she angrily pushed Yan Sheng away and asked him to keep a distance from himself.

Yan Sheng looked at the photos on his mobile phone in a daze. Then he realized that Yan's mother was looking for herself and Leng Qingyan for these.

"Misty, these are all fake. Believe me, I don't want to be with her."

He really wanted to tell Miaomiao that he did all this just for two people to be better together. He didn't want his mother to be the biggest obstacle before them.

"Not what? It's clear above. No matter what, I've seen it with my own eyes. What can't be, Yan Sheng, if you really think so... "

"I don't think so!"

Before Jiang Miaomiao finished, Yan Sheng interrupted her. His face was pale and his lips trembled uncontrollably. He and Jiang Miaomiao had experienced many things, but he couldn't bear to say those words.

"Misty, you believe me, I will deal with these things well. I promise, I promise, I will never betray you."

He was eager to swear and wanted to make Jiang Miaomiao believe in himself in this way, but he didn't know that at this time, for women, the most worthless was the man's oath.

"Then solve these things and come back to me."

Jiang Miaomiao put down this sentence, turned to open the door and entered the ward. She had no strength to entangle with the man in front of her.

Just calmed down. Yan Sheng was furious when he saw the photos on his mobile phone. He wanted to go back and question Yan's mother immediately and ask her if she had his son in her heart.