Yihan chased people away like chickens, "I know, I don't have Alzheimer's disease."
"Huh." Ouyang Yun walked out reluctantly, feeling very entangled.
By the way, why should he listen to the little guy? It should be the other way around!
Who is the father and who is the son?
But when he went back, he saw the lovely smiling face and immediately forgot everything else and only thought about pampering his children.
Ouyang is very busy at work, but he goes to the hospital every morning and evening, rain or shine.
Yihan lived in a luxurious ward, and two nurses were specially hired for him. There were also two bodyguards at the door, guarding him at all times.
Mrs. Ouyang's health is not good, but she stays in the hospital for more than an hour every day, and her relationship with her child develops quickly.
However, they had never seen Yihan's mother, and the child was very tight-lipped. Whenever they asked about his mother, he would pretend to be asleep, and there was nothing they could do to him.
Ouyang Yun asked a private detective to investigate, and he was not in a hurry. His son was the most important thing anyway.
Yihan was a very well-behaved and coaxing child. Within a few days, he won over the hearts of everyone in the Ouyang family. They held him in the palm of their hands like a treasure and pampered him very much.
As long as he spoke, no one would object. The ward was filled with various toys and a laptop.
Ouyang stayed up late socializing, but still went to the hospital without seeing the child with his own eyes. He felt empty and lost, and it became a habit.
It was late at night, the luxurious ward area was quiet, and the long corridor was lit with bright fluorescent lights, making it seem like daytime.
Ouyang frowned slightly as he smelled the disinfectant. The child's illness could not be delayed, but it was a bit pitiful to be alone in this hospital.
Who is the child's mother? Is she so cruel and indifferent? Does she not want the child?
She must be a cruel woman!
A white figure jumped out from the corner. Ouyang was caught off guard. The two of them collided together. Ouyang's chin was so painful from the impact that he inhaled in pain.
Who is so reckless? Don’t you have eyes when you walk?
The woman in her arms covered her head, with tears in her eyes, and nodded slightly, "I'm sorry."
After saying these words, she jumped downstairs, running faster than a rabbit.
A faint fragrance of orchids wafts in the air, the dark fragrance floats, and the lights flicker, like an elf in the dark night, with a hint of mystery.
Ouyang only had time to watch her back disappear around the corner, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"It's true that this woman is jumping around at night and doesn't even look at the road."
However, the woman was very beautiful, with a small face as big as a palm, skin as smooth as white porcelain, red lips, and long black hair. Even at a glance, it was enough to see her appearance clearly.
He had seen too many women, and he shook his head and completely forgot about this episode.
There was only one bodyguard at the door, and they took turns sleeping. When the bodyguard saw him coming, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "It's so late, you're still coming?"
Young Master Ouyang didn't think much, just smiled slightly. "Well, I'm worried. Are you okay, young master?"
"fine."
Ouyang pushed the door open and walked in. The child was not asleep yet, holding the computer and not knowing what he was reading, with a big smile on his face.
He looked around the room strangely, "You seem to be in a good mood today. Is there anything good you can do?"
Yihan's eyebrows were curved and she smiled happily, as if she had some secret, "I don't want to tell you."