"Nonsense!" Jiang Yifan jumped out of bed, leaned over and pinched the tip of her nose, "When our son gives birth to ten or eight grandsons for us, and we entertain them at home, then life will be considered complete.
, where are you now?”
"..." He is really thinking further and further, isn't it?
Jiang Yifan had a playful tongue and was nimble with his hands. He rarely brought her a lot of hot and delicious food. She got tired after eating and drinking, and fell asleep in his arms.
From this day on, she began her happy days of making rice bugs again.
However, she got tired of staying in the hospital for three days and pestered Jiang Yifan to let her go home. Fortunately, her skin was very good and the wound healed quickly. After a few days, the stitches were removed, leaving only a thin line on her shoulder.
of scars.
During this period, Ye Cheng never came to see her. She couldn't help but call Ye Cheng a few times to confirm that his legs were indeed recovering. It was just that he was not walking smoothly for the time being, but the doctor said that he was so young.
You will be fully recovered soon.
Currently, he is accompanying Lu Qingsi during pregnancy at home, and the two of them are almost inseparable.
It can be heard that Ye Cheng is in a very peaceful and relaxed mood. This seems to be the best outcome she can think of at the moment. Fate has been extremely kind to her. She no longer dares to ask for too much. She only hopes that Ye Cheng and Lu Qingsi will be happy.
You can live in peace and success and stay together for the rest of your life.
After she recovered from her injury, she wanted to go to the mental hospital to see Liu Yan. Jiang Yifan insisted on accompanying her, but she couldn't resist him and had to let him go.
Liu Yan in the mental hospital had a sallow complexion and dull eyes. She was mumbling nonsense, crying and laughing. She was no longer the introverted and shy girl in Wutongyu Club who blushed every time she smiled.
Xiao Huanhuan felt uncomfortable. She turned her back and wiped her tears secretly. Jiang Yifan patted her shoulder and said, "Let's go!"
Taking her out of the mental hospital, Xiao Huanhuan suddenly cried and fell into his arms, "She is so miserable! So miserable! It was all Luan Qiumo who caused her to be like this! I hate him so much!"
Jiang Yifan patted her again, his elegant and elegant eyes suddenly showed a deep coldness, "I'll take you somewhere."
He helped Xiao Huanhuan get into the car. Xiao Huanhuan had been in a daze with tears in the car. When she came to her senses, she found that Jiang Yifan had parked the car outside Luan Qiumo's villa, opened the door for her, and picked her up.
He gestured to the door of the villa with his chin, "Go in!"
"What?" Xiao Huanhuan looked at him with questioning eyes.
Jiang Yifan's eyes were light and he looked at her with a smile, "Aren't you feeling depressed? I found a target for you to vent your anger on!"
"Luan Qiumo?" Xiao Huanhuan took a breath and looked into the villa with lingering fear, "Are you sure that after I go in, he will be the target and not me?"
Jiang Yifan rubbed her hair, glanced at the door of the villa, and said with contempt, "Yes, I'm sure. Go in, I believe you can handle him with your ability. If you can't handle it, I'll be there to support him!"
Xiao Huan imagined Liu Yan's miserable situation in the mental hospital, and with a sudden surge of anger in her heart, she strode into the Luan family's villa.
In the living room, Luan Qiumo was leaning on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, with a devilish smile on his lips, but in the corners of his brows and eyes, he could tell the utmost desolation and desolation.
Hearing the footsteps, he didn't even raise his head. He took a sip of the wine in his glass and said, "You're here."
