The door opened, and Xiao Chengdi came in with a bouquet of flowers. He put the flowers into the vase one by one, turned to look at Ran Mi, his big light blue eyes curved into crescents, and asked with a smile.
:
"Mom, Dad and I went to the flower shop to choose it. Do you think this is beautiful?"
Ran Mi smiled and nodded, turning her head slightly, looking at the pink roses, and couldn't help but think of the nine red roses on the hillside.
Li Xiaofeng put away the magazine in his hand, moved closer to the flower, brushed the silky petals with his black nail polish fingers, and sniffed lightly.
"This is my mother's, you can't touch it."
Xiao Di held the vase with his hands and looked at Li Xiaofeng with vigilance and repulsion. He still remembered Li Xiaofeng bullying Ran Mi.
"Little thing, she is not your mother..."
Li Xiaofeng deliberately bared his teeth and put on a fierce look.
Xiao Di screamed in fright, got behind Wei Jia, and whispered:
"Dad, this aunt is going to bite me."
"Little one, if anyone wants to bite you, I will pinch you."
Li Xiaofeng's face turned dark, she curled her lips and walked around Wei Jia to pinch Xiao Di's face.
Xiao Di screamed again and ran around Wei Jia. Li Xiaofeng followed suit, one big and one small, circling Wei Jia several times. Xiao Di's voice became louder and louder, echoing in the ward.
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With a creak, the door opened.
Li Yichuan frowned slightly and stared at these two wanton people, and said displeasedly:
"Li Xiaofeng, are you still a child? Why are you making trouble in the room? Go back!"
Li Xiaofeng stopped his feet, twitched the corner of his mouth, made a face at Xiaodi again, picked up his bag and strode out. When passing by Wei Jia, he raised his hand and patted his shoulder, raised his eyebrows slightly, and sneered.
explain:
"Wei Jia, don't show your wrong feelings, your sister-in-law is not someone you can pick up."
"What nonsense?" Li Yichuan scolded again, his sharp eyes piercing her.
Only then did Li Xiaofeng calm down her arrogance slightly, and walked away in a hurry. She had already walked far away, and the smell of her perfume was still floating in the room. It was as strong as hers, making it hard to ignore.
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Only then did Wei Jia bend down, took Xiao Di’s hand and said:
"Okay, the flowers have been sent, we are going home."
Xiao Di broke away from his hand, held the bed sheet with one hand, raised her white and tender fingers with the other hand, and said softly:
"I want to sleep with mom, just for one night, okay?"
"No, Auntie is still sick." Wei Jia shook his head gently, turned to look at Ran Mi, and whispered: "You can rest, I'm going on a business trip these days, and I'll see you when I get back."
"Who will take care of Xiao Di?" Ran Mi blinked and asked softly.
"Auntie, help me watch." Wei Jia patted Xiao Di's shoulder helplessly, took his hand and looked at Li Yichuan, "Mr. Li, see you another day."
"No." Li Yichuan turned sideways and watched him and Xiao Di walk out.
When Xiao Di arrived at the door, he turned around again, pulled the door frame and looked at Ran Mi, pouting with a reluctant expression.
"Come back tomorrow. You can call Auntie and Uncle will send someone to pick you up." Li Yichuan showed rare gentleness and went over to pat his little shoulder.
"Okay." Xiaodi lowered his head and walked out slowly.
Qin Fang and Wang Lanyan walked to Li Yichuan and looked at the backs of father and son with him.
"Why can't you see through this man? What's his background?" Qin Fang raised his hand, pinched his chin with two fingers, and whispered.
"What a powerful thing." Wang Lanyan snapped his fingers, turned to look at the inner room, and said with a smile: "You didn't see it, the way he stared at our sister-in-law was like a cat seeing a fish, wanting to pounce on it right away.
Brother, what attracts you to my sister-in-law? Let me see you some other time?"
"Looking for a beating?" Li Yichuan took his collar and threw it out, then kicked him on the butt. "If you don't get things done tonight, you can play with women full-time from tomorrow on. What else can you do?"
You can make a living from that, since you have good skills anyway."
"You also know this." Wang Lanyan rubbed his butt and buttocks, waved to Qin Fang with a playful smile, stretched his neck to look inside, and said loudly, "Sister-in-law, I'm leaving."
"Get out of here." Qin Fang smiled and kicked him.
Wang Lanyan jumped up, dodged the kick, pointed at Qin Fang and cursed, "You brat, you dare to kick me."
"Okay, it's so noisy."
Li Yichuan dusted his hands impatiently, and then Wang Lanyan gave a decent military salute and left.
Qin Fang went in and packed up the documents. When he came out, Li Yichuan was still standing at the door, looking calmly at Shan Dai in the distance.
"Mr. Li, Xu Yi hasn't come back yet?" Qin Fang took out a cigarette and threw it to him.
"No." Li Yichuan answered, shook his head, and walked with him to the smoking area.
There is also an old patient in the non-smoking area who is smoking. The smell of tobacco is very strong.
The two sat down on the chairs against the wall. Qin Fang gave him the lighter. The two lit cigarettes, and Qin Fang whispered:
"Do you really doubt that Wei Jia is behind Jun'an? But if he has such great ability, why is he just a small general manager of China? With the contacts he has accumulated in that circle, he can definitely start a new business. Besides, he did this
What’s the purpose?”
"Money, interests, women, grudges, wait until Xu Yi comes back."
Li Yichuan leaned forward slightly, put his elbow on his leg, and lightly hammered his head with the hand holding the cigarette.
"You haven't had a stomachache lately, have you? Do you want me to prepare some late-night snacks for you?"
Qin Fang looked at his tired expression and asked him in a low voice. He has lived here for more than ten days, and except for occasions when he must go, he stays here.
"No, I'll go down and eat something by myself."
Li Yichuan shook his head, and the cigarette ashes fell from his fingers, flying like fragrant snow. The flickering red light reflected on his slightly thin cheeks, which made people feel more excited for no reason.
"What about the dinner party tomorrow night? I think you'd better attend it. After all, the new mayor has taken office." Qin Fang hesitated and reminded him in a low voice.
"Well, let Lin Yao and I go, Xiaowen can't handle it."
Li Yichuan nodded. Lin Yao was extremely useful in that kind of situation. With her exquisite heart and beautiful face, she could always make people remember her in the shortest possible time, and she could also block some unnecessary romances for him.
Moreover, even if Ran Mi is awake, he does not want to take Ran Mi to such an occasion if it is not necessary. That kind of environment is not suitable for her. A large group of masked ghosts and snake gods are performing human tragedies and comedies under the lights. People who have experienced
They enjoy it endlessly, and people watching from the outside are eager to go in, but the ending is often dirty.
When everyone comes to this world, they are clean and pure. Gradually, they are occupied by various desires. The laughter is not his own smile, and the tears are not his own tears. Li Yichuan hopes that there is still a piece of water around him.
The pure sea, that sea is Ranmi.
Qin Fang left.
When Li Yichuan returned to the room, he saw Ran Mi looking at the bottle of pink roses infatuatedly under the warm light, her eyes blurred and persistent.
"Ran Ran, do you want to eat something?" He walked over, caressed her face, and asked in a low voice.
"No, you go and eat." Ran Mi raised the corners of her lips and whispered.
"I'll come as soon as I go." Li Yichuan leaned over, kissed her gently on the lips, put her mobile phone in his hand, and then closed the door and went out.
Ran Mi closed her eyes and rested for a while, then heard the door being pushed open again.
"You finished eating so soon?" She opened her eyes and looked towards the door, only to see Su Yifang walking in slowly.
Wearing a dark green gold velvet cheongsam, a white crochet shawl, and holding a small bag studded with pearls in her hand, it looked like she was coming back from a party.
"Come and see you." She sat down by the bed and stared at Ran Mi's face.
Ran Mi was a little uneasy, not knowing what she was going to say that would hurt her. She looked at the door, hesitating whether to call Li Yichuan or not.
"Whether you believe it or not, I did ask for that amulet for you." Su Yifang leaned back and whispered.
Ran Mi said nothing, trying to calm herself down and wait and see what she wanted to do.
The light fell on Su Yifang's face, and there were many more wrinkles in the corners of her eyes. They were piled up, like petals that were desperately trying to bloom but had to be crushed and withered prematurely.
During the days when she fell ill, her mother-in-law seemed to have aged ten years.
Ran Mi heard from Li Xiaofeng that Li Yichuan lost his temper at home, and Su Yifang didn't get up from lying down for two days.
It is not good for the younger generation to lose their temper towards their elders. Ran Mi felt that she had made Su Yifang hate herself even more.
Su Yifang looked at her for a while, her expression gradually showed a little helplessness, and whispered:
"I know that Yichuan is sincerely attracted to you. Today we might as well open the skylight and speak frankly. I hope you can think about it from my perspective. My biological sister, who has been with me for more than 20 years,
The sister who provided me with education in exchange for my future, she was mercilessly and cruelly abandoned by your father after she spent the best years of her life. She became the laughing stock of the whole town, and listened to all kinds of comments and insults every day.
, enduring pain that others cannot bear.
Yes, you juniors can say, what’s the use of thinking about it after everyone is gone? But do you know Ran Mi? She has been living for others all her life, for me, for Ran Songwu, for her son and daughter, when she was alive
, I didn’t enjoy a single day of happiness, and in the end... I was actually burned to death by your father... How could I not hate you? Your eyes, your nose, are so similar to Ran Songwu! I have
When I look at you, I wish I could...really wish I could burn you with fire..."
Ran Mi's heart suddenly sank into the abyss and she couldn't believe her ears. Dad set the fire? Why did he set the fire?
"Ran Mi, how can I possibly accept you? Everything Yichuan has today is all the result of his hard work with his hands. You have never seen the hardships he has endured and the suffering he has suffered. You have only seen it.
Seeing what he has today..."
Su Yifang turned her head and looked around, sighed deeply, moved her body, and said softly:
"He struggled for more than ten years to have this. He stayed up late, braved the wind and rain, and ran under the scorching sun. He promoted his software from house to house, and was ridiculed and ridiculed. He was even beaten up by the white security guards. He suffered
He had never said this to me. I hid aside and watched quietly and cried quietly. I felt sorry for him, but I couldn't help him much.
He is holding back his anger, hatred, and resentment. He is not convinced. He does not believe that he cannot live a good life. He does not believe that people who harm others can still be free... To be honest, what you have suffered
Everything he suffered was less than one-tenth of what he suffered. Of course, he is a man and you are a girl, and you should not bear this either.
I know that you are actually a good boy with a gentle personality and a straightforward and simple manner. If you were not Ran Songwu's daughter, I would be very happy that Yichuan could be with you. You can make him not so gloomy and irritable when he feels uncomfortable.
, you can make him calm down and gentle quickly, and it would be perfect for you to be my wife.
What a pity, you are Ran Songwu's daughter, Ran Mi, I can't have a good night's sleep. I can see my sister's face in pain as soon as I close my eyes. I really can't accept you being with him. Come and enjoy it.
Everything he founded... What about my sister and my poor niece? They all died in the fire your father set!"
"Stop talking..."
Ran Mi said in a hoarse voice, and raised her hands to cover her face, preventing herself from looking at Su Yifang again.
Su Yifang also choked up, patted her arm gently, and whispered:
"Child, can you let me go? I'm too small-minded to forget those things... He can do it for your great love... I'm old, I just want to live a quiet life for a few years, otherwise, you will wait for me to die
We want to be together after we get married... Moreover, you are in love now. Once the relationship fades, these things cannot be forgotten. Can you guarantee that he will forget them all? You should also let yourself go..."
"Really, stop talking."
She held her hand tighter and waved her hands repeatedly.
The old man threatens Su Yifang with death. If he really forces Su Yifang to death, can she and Li Yichuan be happy? Can the cursed love still bloom beautiful flowers?
"Good boy, think about it again. This old grudge is always piled up in your heart, otherwise why would he always lose his temper at you?" Su Yifang whispered again, stood up, and took a deep look at her,
"I'm leaving first. It doesn't matter if you tell him these things, because I always want to say these things to you. Why don't you take this opportunity to separate from him? You can blame everything on me. I
After all, she is his aunt, and he has called me mom for more than ten years, so he can’t really do anything to me, and you can live a free life and never face a wicked mother-in-law like me again."
Ran Mi looked at her through her fingers, feeling deeply sad in her heart. An enemy falls in love with an enemy, and happiness always has twists and turns. Is she really going to do what Su Yifang said, cut off hatred with a knife and cut off love with a sword, and the two of them will be together forever?
Two people look at each other and each is at peace?
Can you, Ranmi?
Su Yifang closed the door and left.
Ran Mi's cell phone rang, and it was a picture he sent, asking her to choose what she wanted to eat, various soups, and her favorite pastries.
She stared at the pictures blankly, imagining him standing at the counter, bending his tall body, taking pictures carefully one after another.
He never said anything about his father setting the fire. Did he not want to say it, or did he not want to come across that name and that incident? When he thought about it, was he like Su Yifang, wanting to burn her with anger?
Ran Mi put down her mobile phone, touched the gauze on her head with both hands, and touched the wound on her head bit by bit. This wound must be as ferocious as a centipede, like an old grudge between the two families. She usually covered it up with her hair, and her hair was still neatly combed.
It's beautiful, but once it's opened, the distorted appearance is ugly and hurtful.
Do you want to try again?
——————————Mo Yanxi: "Forcibly Taking Over the New Wife: Husband, Don’t Touch Me"——————————
The door opened gently, and Li Yichuan came in carrying five or six paper bags. Seeing that she was asleep, he put down his things gently and came to see her.
Ran Mi's breathing was very light and shallow, and her pale cheeks were sunken inward, like a sleeping water lily.
He smiled slightly, caressed her face with his fingers for a moment, and then went to give her water to scrub her body as usual. He was very skilled at doing this, and his movements were gentle enough not to wake her up, and she took off the catheter.
It makes it easier to care for him.
Just when he turned around, he heard her phone vibrating. He hesitated, looked at her, picked up the phone and looked at it. The text message chat was still displayed on the screen. It was her and Lin Keyun chatting.
"Have you really thought about it? You really like Wei Jia? I also think Wei Jia is good. At least he has a good temper. Unlike Li Yichuan, who always has a dark face. Wei Jia is so good, gentle and considerate, and you don't need to be angry.
son."
He grabbed the phone suddenly and looked up at her.
Ran Mi was already awakened, frowning slightly, looking at the mobile phone in his palm.
"What do you mean?" He handed the phone to her and asked her in a low voice.
"Nothing." Ran Mi raised her hand and asked him for his cell phone.
"You like him? Really?" Li Yichuan sat down, rubbed his face, looked up at her again, and asked in a deep voice.
Ran Mi didn't make a sound, she just lowered her long eyelashes and tugged on the sheets with her fingers.
"Don't say anything like this again." Li Yichuan stood up again and strode to the bathroom. His steps were hurried, as if he was running away. He was panicking, as if he was afraid that Ran Mi would suddenly shout behind him, "I just like Wei Wei".