Liming Lang thought, Ye Beibei finally got her hope back, but she accidentally became single again. How could she miss this opportunity again?
After putting Xiao Moting to sleep, he got up and walked to Ye Beibei's bedside. He looked at her childishly sleeping with her head covered. He smiled, fearing that she would cover her head badly, and gently pulled the quilt off her head.
There was enough heating in the room. Ye Beibei, who was sleeping soundly, was covered with sweat. Her face was stained with a faint blush due to the heat. He couldn't help it anymore, lowered his head and kissed her secretly.
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Her face was still soft, and her fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose. Before he could get carried away, Li Minglang forced himself to stand up straight. He stared at Ye Beibei, who was sleeping soundly. What appeared in front of his eyes was their last quarrel.
Ye Beibei's demeanor when they broke up, with tears in her eyes, despair and pain in her eyes, he knew that no matter how hard he tried and what he wanted to do, she would never want him to get close to her again.
Liming Lang is not short of cleverness and means. In the past, what troubled him most was the fact that Ye Beibei got married and had children. Now that Ye Beibei is back, he is far away from the old mood of jealousy, hatred and revenge. He wants to bring their lives back together.
On track.
He walked out of the ward, came to the corridor, lit a cigarette, and blew out a puff of light blue smoke. Ye Beibei planned to take the child away again, which made him upset, but he didn't care. He was confident that he could keep Ye Beibei and
My child, he has always believed that this is his life and everything that belongs to him. He still has a chance, he told himself this.
It was almost the New Year when Xiao Moting had almost recovered. Wen Jing came to Ye Beibei's ward that day and teased Xiao Moting kindly. She looked at Ye Beibei with a somewhat obscure look in her eyes, and finally gave Ye Beibei a suggestion:
"Mo Ting grew up in the south and is not used to the cold climate in the north. Now he is recovering from surgery. He will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. If he stays here, I am afraid he will catch a cold and fever again. It will be the New Year in a few days.
, I suggest you take him to a nursing home in a slightly warmer place and let him live there for a while. This will help the child's physical recovery. When he comes back for a review, it will be spring here, and he will not be able to recover if he stays here.
Problem."
"Dr. Wen, thank you for your advice. You are so thoughtful."
Wen Jing's eyebrows trembled and she bit her lower lip, her expression filled with sadness, "After the child is discharged from the hospital, if anything happens, just call me."
"Okay, thank you, thank you." Ye Beibei smiled and nodded at Wen Jing.
Not long after Wen Jing left, Liming Lang came in, and just in time the nurse came to give Xiao Moting an injection. The child had been hospitalized for a long time, and the backs of his hands were covered with needle holes. They looked green, and there was no place where the needles had fallen.
The nurse searched for a long time and finally tied it on the blood vessel on the inside of the right wrist.
The skin on the inner side of the wrist is much more sensitive and delicate than that on the arm, and the needle is more painful here than on the back of the hand. Ye Beibei watched Xiao Moting bite his lips tightly and refused to make a sound, and his own heart trembled. She
Unable to bear to look any further, he turned his head to the side. Li Minglang looked at their mother and son and clenched his hands into fists.
After the nurse left, Liming Lang sat beside Xiao Moting's bed and said, "Mo Ting, you are so strong, good boy. If you bear it for a few more days, we will be discharged from the hospital soon. Then my uncle will take you and your mother to a fun place to celebrate the New Year."
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"Ahem." Ye Beibei cleared her throat and signaled Liming Lang to stop talking nonsense. Liming Lang didn't want to confront her at this time and coaxed Xiao Moting to say something else.
When Xiao Moting fell asleep, Ye Beibei was still packing her things. Since Xiao Moting was hospitalized, many things have been moved from home or bought from outside. Now that she is about to be discharged from the hospital, she needs to pack them in advance. She heard a slight sound behind her.
There was movement, and when she turned around, she saw Li Minglang standing behind her.
"What are you doing?" Ye Beibei took a step back warily.
"When Mo Ting is discharged from the hospital, it coincides with the Chinese New Year, let's take him on vacation together!" Liming Lang was much taller than Ye Beibei, looking down at her like this, his breath was blowing on her face.
Ye Beibei immediately thought of Wen Jing's suggestion, hesitated for a moment, and then firmly shook her head, "No."
"Why, wouldn't it be better for us to take the children out together? Besides..."
Ye Beibei glanced at Xiao Moting on the bed, pulled Li Minglang out of the ward, who was about to start a tirade, and looked up at him seriously, "Li Minglang, you may not know, I am not just a child like Mo Ting, I take him on vacation
, what about the... children and nanny at home?"
Liming Lang's face darkened obviously. He knew about the existence of the youngest son in Ye Beibei's family, but he had been deceiving himself for so long that the child did not exist. He knew very well that the child had nothing to do with him.
None of them. He could accept Xiao Moting and like Xiao Moting, but it was difficult for him to accept the child that Ye Beibei gave birth to for another man. He admitted that he was petty and not that philanthropic and generous. He subconsciously did not think about this child.
Don't think about the existence of Ye Beibei and another man who are connected by blood.
"Then let's take him with us too!" Liming Lang said reluctantly.
Ye Beibei took a deep breath, feeling her chest was tight and her eyes were astringent. Liming Lang's obvious rejection of Xiao Moyan made her uncomfortable. There was a half chance that this child would be his. She narrowed her eyes and said lightly: "Liming Lang, don't
Thank you for your trouble. You asked Dr. Wen to come and tell me to go on vacation. Maybe Mo Ting needs a vacation, but our family’s financial conditions do not allow it, and the objective conditions are not good. Our family of three will not go on vacation. Also,
Remember from now on, don’t use the word we in conversations, you and I will never be we!”
Li Minglang looked at Ye Beibei's face that instantly became cold, and immediately realized what he had just said wrong. Without thinking about it, he knew that the problem was with the child. He instantly put on a smile and said, "By the way, you've been back for so long.
, I haven’t seen your little son yet, what’s his name? How many months has it been? I should go see him!”
"No need." Ye Beibei felt like she was about to cry. She could not tolerate the child, but she would not allow others to dislike her, especially Li Minglang. She blinked hard and raised her head, with a smile on her face.
Stubbornness and perseverance: "Li Minglang, don't you have anything else to do? You are also a director of a company, aren't you busy? Just go ahead and do what you have to do, don't waste time on us three.
Yes, I tell you clearly that there is no possibility for us and I will never be with you again."