Strongest Wife Guard

Getting out of the car and walking into the hospital, Fang Jiamei finds that the man beside her is silent. Her face is gloomy and she mutters in her heart.

Standing in front of the elevator waiting for the elevator, Fang Jiamei couldn't help looking at him and poked his arm, "are you angry? Didn't I explain? I don't mean not to contact you. I can't ignore my brother. "

Although she didn't seem to help.

Mo Yiheng didn't speak, just took the bag in her hand in silence. When the elevator arrived, she went in.

But intuition tells Fang Jiamei that he is really angry.

When Mo Yiheng is really angry, he won't even talk to you.

But she didn't mean to.

Back in the ward, Fang Jiacheng didn't wake up. Fang Jiamei went to the doctor and asked about the situation. She was relieved to confirm that there was no situation.

Turning around the corner, Fang Jiamei raised her eyes and saw Mo Yiheng sitting on the bench outside the ward, slightly lowering her head and thinking about something.

Fang Jiamei walked up to him and pestered her hands. "I have to stay here tonight. Go back and have a rest."

Mo Yiheng didn't speak and took a breath gently.

His appearance made Fang Jiamei feel uncomfortable. She sat beside him and said angrily, "what's the matter with you? I said I didn't mean to, and And you didn't keep your distance from other women. "

She I didn't do anything wrong.

Mo Yiheng a leg gently stretched to the front, hands freely hanging in the leg, smell speech crooked head, face some gloomy, low mouth: "she got a customer, let me accompany to eat, for the customer to eat, if you tell me, I will go to you."

Fang Jiamei slowly looked at him, only to find that his face was a little haggard, with blood in his eyes, and the fundus of his eyes was a little purplish. Didn't she stay up all night?

Mo Yiheng on her line of sight, slightly frowning eyebrow seems to hide a lot of emotion, eyes dim looking at her, "don't you know? I don't want any other woman except you. I know that, do I? "

He is similar to a low Nan words, let Fang Jiamei's heart as if to be stabbed a knife.

Yes, she knows all about it. She knows what he has done for himself and what hurt he has suffered. But she still can't help it I can't help being jealous of the women around him, being jealous and having a bad temper

Eyes slightly acid, Fang Jiamei guilt of low head, "sorry..."

Mo Yiheng looked at her tears, a twinkle of heartache flashed through her eyes, "what I want is never yours. I'm sorry, do you know how flustered I am that you didn't give me news one day? I went to the airport and the railway station to find out about you. I'm afraid that you will leave again because of this... "

His eyes sank, a glimmer of disappointment, "I know your brother is very important to you, but can you have my place in your heart? When something like this happens, you don't contact me at the first time. Xiaobai, what am I in your heart? "

The object of guilt?

Or is it just someone to rely on when necessary?

His words were like grabbing at her heart, with pain and tears falling down. He buried himself in his arms and said, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to I'm so scared I don't mean to connect you with nothing But I just can't help being jealous. I'm jealous of her beautiful appearance around you, and I can only be like an ugly duckling... "