You will know that these four words are mysterious and inspire people's endless curiosity.

Wen Mengxin stared at Yan Yechen. This man was handsome, smooth with smooth bones, tall nose and thin lips, just like a jade-like appearance, but his eyes were a bit cool, noble and unattainable.

Even if this man had an arm injury, he would not hide his slightest.

Yan Yechen met her gaze with cold eyes.

Even though she ate the remaining food she gave, her aura was still above her.

Yan Yechen was as proud as an emperor looking down on all living beings, looking at Wen Mengxin standing in front of him: "Soon."

Wen Mengxin's beautiful eyebrows were slightly twisted.

She took the Bao Baotou that was placed aside and went out without looking back.

If she had known that he would eat those things, she should have poisoned it in advance!

Poison him to death!

Wen Meng left the ward with anger, went to the nurse station and asked about her father's ward.

My mind was full of what Yan Yechen said just now, and what the police told me today to make a transcript of the confession.

...

As soon as K got out of the elevator, he saw Wen Mengxin walking out of the ward. He pushed open the door and carried an exquisite dinner box in his hand.

As soon as he came in, he saw his boss eating an unknown snack, with a white plastic bag next to it.

K was a little surprised: "BOSS, you really hurt your brain. I remember you didn't eat this plastic-packaged junk food, and it looked like it was still left."

"Otherwise, when you come now, you should be collecting my body for me."

K: "…"

"Where isn't there a large plate of fresh fruit?" K stepped forward and tidied up the plastic bag and threw it into the trash can.

Suddenly he thought of something, and he seemed to understand: "It was given by Miss Wen. It seems that you are really not ordinary to Miss Wen."

K talked to himself, and Yan Yechen kicked K's leg when he heard this.

Fortunately, K is agile and avoids some strength.

When K was about to set up the dining table on the hospital bed, Yan Yechen got up and walked towards the dining table.

"When did you see me sitting on the bed and eating?"

"Then you didn't know how to sit by the bed and eat junk food?" K replied bluntly.

Yan Yechen paused and looked back with cold eyes.

K only felt a chill on his back neck, and his handsome face instantly returned to the official smile: "I'm talking too much."

K looked self-reflective. When Yan Yechen sat down in the restaurant, he walked over with the black lunch box and set the meal.

"BOSS, you have indeed received the true teachings of your father. You are the same rigorous from your appearance to your personality to your attitude towards your wife. Typically, you either don't move, and you will recognize someone as soon as you move, and you will not change in your life."

K talked about the commonality between the father and son.

Yan Yechen had no extra expression: "I am not as naive as my father, don't compare me with him."

This is the official dislike of the son.

Although K was stunned, he still agreed with this view: "But your father is only like that in front of your mother. To the outside world, he is a decisive young master with iron-blooded skills."

Yan Yechen pursed the corners of his lips and started drinking the soup seriously.

"I won't be like my dad. I'm just taking on the responsibilities a man should bear, and it doesn't care about love."

Yan Yechen's clear voice was cold and thin.

No emotions, no emotions.

K raised his eyebrows leisurely, looked at his boss's handsome face, and smiled: "Don't say too early and say too much, otherwise the slap in the face will come too quickly in the future."

Yan Yechen paused with a spoon, looked at K coldly, and his aura was strong: "I think you talk a lot today and are idle. It just so happens that there is a mining project in Africa, let's go there."

K was shocked and quickly stepped back: "BOSS, I misunderstood. I was just happy. Although you were hospitalized in a car accident, you and the future young lady have developed feelings for you. Is this a matter of joy? I have forgotten my identity when I am happy. If you don't remember the villain's life, you won't pursue it."

“One month.”

"Ah, BOSS, I am your personal assistant, you are close to you."

"Then it's only two months." Yan Yechen's tone was cold, and every time he spoke, he was like stabbing a knife in K's heart.

K almost vomited an old blood to avoid the long spit. He could only respond with tears in his eyes: "Okay."

"BOSS, we have found out the information about Miss Wen. The blood type of the Wen family can indeed match your blood type. Miss Wen's more matched. Last night's incident was also a fate.

This is much better than that Wen Keke. The Wen Keke family is so powerful that they may hate it. If it weren't for the mutation of your blood type and you could not marry and have children with a normal woman, then they would be their turn."

K spoke a little resentful.

Yan Yechen kept eating seriously.

His every move was elegant and gentle, and his charming face was extremely pleasing to the eye.

"Do your best and leave your fate. If things have come to this point, maybe you will marry Wen Mengxin, so that everyone will not be so nervous about my body."

Everyone takes what they need, and he has always been rational.

...,

When Wen Mengxin returned to the ward, his father woke up once during the period, but his consciousness was drowsy and was still particularly weak.

Tomorrow she will marry into the chatter family...

When Wen Mengxin thought of this, her heart felt like she fell into an abyss. She glanced at her mother and swallowed the words to her mouth.

Let’s talk about it when my dad wakes up and the situation is stable.

It’s just that the Yan family is too mysterious, which makes her extremely panicked and afraid of the wedding to come tomorrow.

"Mom, my school will take an exam tomorrow. I can only have time to take the time to come and accompany you and dad in the past few days." Wen Mengxin finished speaking softly, trying to smile.

It was late at night and Zhao Meilan was worried and scared for a day, and then her heart really relaxed.

Hearing this, Zhao Meilan suddenly thought of something, and she suddenly became nervous: "Daughter, have you agreed to the Wen Keke family's request? Otherwise, your father's surgery..."

Zhao Meilan was worried all day long today, and she was so happy that she heard the operation was successful. She was so happy that she forgot how this happened.

Only then did she recover her thoughts and suddenly became nervous.

Wen Mengxin held her hands uneasy and didn't dare to look at her mother's eyes: "No... it was the doctor who said that a patient happened to die of illness and was willing to donate his heart to his father."

The more Wen Mengxin said, the smaller the voice, the more she said, the last few words were inaudible.

Zhao Meilan looked at her baby daughter, and her eyes turned red again: "Daughter, mother watched you grow up. What do you know about your mother? When you lie, you like to look at the toes. This has been the case since childhood."

Zhao Meilan finally got through her husband's affairs, which made her even more heartbroken, but it was at this time.
Chapter completed!