The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!"So, I didn't let you lie in it like her. Did it make your life more precious?!"

Yun Danfengqing's words, the tone is like a gossip, but the threat inside is so clear.

The woman wanted to say something, but she was firmly held back by the person next to her. One of them covered her mouth for fear that she would completely annoy Ye Zi'an by saying something.

They are just small people, not enough for others to crush with a finger.

The reason why I didn't care about them was just disdain.

Hearing the news that Ye Shao was here, the attending doctor hurried over with the nurse, "Mr. Ye."

"When will she wake up?" Ye Zi'an hummed and asked lightly.

"Miss Xia's situation is not optimistic. We can't guarantee whether we can wake up."

"Is this kind of nonsense still using you to perfuse me?" Ye Zi'an sneered, took his gaze away from him, and fell on Assistant Lin, "Contact the most professional medical team in the United States. She can't die."

"I know the president."

Seeing this, Xia Xueying's friend couldn't help but whispered to the humane who complained before, "Look, Mr. Ye is so concerned about Yingying's life and death, how could he not care about her."

Assistant Lin pouted. The president didn't want her to die, but only for his wife.

Narcissism is a disease, and it must be cured!

When Ye Zi'an came out of the hospital, he received a call from Ye Lao and asked in the first sentence, "You have been to see Ling girl, how is the situation?"

He speaks in a relatively small voice, it seems to be a bit far apart, it should be open to the outside, so that Ling can also hear it.

"Fortunately, I have already said hello to the police station, and Haruko is also trying to get people out first."

"Is it easy?" Ling Lao was talking this time, his voice full of worry.

Ye Zi'an closed his eyes and said gravely, "She is pregnant now, it is easier to handle."

When the voice fell, there was another call from the phone, it was Haruko Ki.

Ye Zi'an quickly said, "Grandpa, I will answer the call first." Then he hung up, and quickly connected to Mu Haruko's phone, "How about you?"

"It's done, you can come and pick Qianmo back."

***

After Ye Zi'an left, Ling Qianmo kept shrinking herself in the corner, holding her knees motionless, without saying a word.

She knows that she should go to sleep, whether it is for the child or facing everything that is about to happen next, she should work hard to cheer up.

But she couldn't sleep, she was obviously tired, but her mind was so clear that she couldn't sleep at all.

And as soon as I closed my eyes, the picture of Xia Xueying lying in a pool of blood appeared in his head, which was very clear.

She didn't look up from her rigid posture until the sound of the door opened.

The morning sun came in, coating the man's tall figure with a layer of light.

Against the light, he couldn't see the man's appearance, but Ling Qianmo still judged at a glance that it was Ye Zi'an.

He was still wearing the clothes he had before, his expression still tired, and cyan scum appeared on his chin.

He stretched out his hand to her, "Haruko has gone through the bail procedure, Qian Qian, I will take you home."

The voice is gentle and affectionate.

"Home?" She seemed unable to react for a while, and repeated it blankly. There was an inexplicable self-deprecation and deep desolation in her bloodshot eyes.

Where does she have a home?!

Ye Zi'an has already leaned over, picked her up and walked out, whispering in her ear, "Yes, home. You need to take a bath and take a good rest."

"You let me down, I can walk by myself." She struggled in his arms, because the same posture was maintained for too long, her body was paralyzed, and the struggling was not great.

The man’s arms are very stable, and his generous and strong embrace is also very safe. He holds her firmly, without the slightest intention to let go, "Shallow, stop making trouble, grandpa is still at home waiting for you."

The car just drove into the half-mountain villa, Ye Lao and Ling Lao heard the voice coming out of the living room, and when they saw Ling Qianmo being picked up by Ye Zi'an from the car, they were full of distress.

Two steps forward, he stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch her head, but reached into the air and stopped.

Ling Qianmo's mood at this time was also very complicated. He carefully grasped Ye Zi'an's shirt with his fingers, his eyes nowhere to rest.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.

Finally Ye Lao stood up and said, "Child, you are wronged. Go to the house, Qin's mother has already put hot water, you take a bath, and then come down to eat. You shouldn't eat well these days."

Ye Zi'an hugged Ling Qianmo and walked into the house. When he passed by Ling Lao, he glanced at him in a dazed manner, and suddenly realized that Ling Lao, who was still in good spirits, seemed to be a teenager and gray-haired overnight. It made her feel a sudden pain, and the tears that had been contained for a long time were almost falling.

She hurriedly turned her face away and buried it in Ye Zi'an's chest.

The man carried her all the way back to the bedroom. As soon as he entered the door, he heard the woman's cold voice, "Are you planning to wash with me?"

Ye Zi'an frowned slightly, put her on the bed, turned around and took her clothes and bath towels in the closet, "Shallow."

"Don't call me like that anymore," she raised her head, her dark eyes looking straight at him, she couldn't see the slightest expression, but she was more hysterical than a quarrel, "Ye Zi'an, we are divorced, you have Why don't you call me that again? I've said that I don't need your help in my affairs, I..."

"You don't care about my heartache, don't you care about your grandpa?" The man's eyes were deep and calm, and he looked at her, saying every word, "You just saw it, how worried he is."

Speaking of grandfather, all the emotions Ling Qianmo wanted to say were pulled away in an instant. Many things were pressed fiercely like the tide, making her feel breathless, and she was a little broken and grabbed her own long. "I don't know... I really don't know... Is he still... my grandpa?"

"Ling Qianmo..." Ye Zi'an's sudden roar made her stunned for an instant, with her eyes facing each other, she could see the suppressed anger in his eyes.

Without knowing what he thought of, his expression instantly eased, "No matter what happened that year, at least his love for you for so many years is not fake, you can feel it and you can tell it."

Because of his words, Ling Qianmo froze.

The pupils widened little by little, and the emotions inside were also reduced little by little.

"Ye Zi'an," I don't know how long, she suddenly called his name, her voice muffled, but too calm, and a little trance smile, "If you really believe that I can tell, why didn't you tell me? Why are you hiding from me till now?"

"Xian Qian, I just want to protect you." He looked at her with gentle eyes, "I am in love with you, so I am reluctant to watch you suffer a little bit. We all know how he exists in your heart. I don't want to The only pillar in your heart becomes a joke, and it collapses."

"you love Me?"