I don’t know how long I cried, but finally I was tired. Yan Mengzhen raised his head gently, wiped away his tears, and said apologetically: "Dad, I'm sorry, let's go home."
Yan Dong nodded vigorously and helped Yan Mengzhen up. After the two got in the car, Yan Mengzhen begged and said, "Dad, don't let the third person know about this, especially Ning Ning. I don't want to ruin their happiness."
Yan Dong was silent for a long time. He did not directly answer Yan Mengzhen's question, but asked instead: "Zhenzhen, can you really let go?"
Yan Mengzhen gave a bitter smile, shrugged and said: "I have been on this road now, and I have no way to continue. Dad, don't worry. Since I said it, it means it is true, so promise me not to tell Ning Ning.
, let me beg you."
Yan Dong nodded, touched Yan Mengzhen's hair, and said distressedly: "I'm so sorry, I've wronged you."
"Dad, I'm fine. I'm tired. I'll take a nap and call me when you get home. I'm sorry for making you worry." Yan Mengzhen said apologetically.
Yan Dong shook his head, Yan Mengzhen smiled and closed his eyes, the blood in his heart finally dripped away.
Arriving at the door of the house, Yan Dong called out softly: "Zhenzhen, we're home."
Yan Mengzhen closed her eyes and didn't seem to hear anything, but her brows were furrowed and her cheeks were red. Yan Dong stretched out his hand and touched her forehead. Damn it, how could it be so hot? He carried Yan Mengzhen home and quickly called the doctor.
Made a phone call.
half an hour later
"Doctor Ni, how is my daughter?" Yan Dong asked nervously.
"Don't worry, Mr. Yan, Miss Yan just has a fever. I have given her antipyretic medicine and she will be fine tomorrow," Dr. Ni said.
Hearing this, Yan Dong breathed a sigh of relief, quickly said thank you, and then asked the driver to take the doctor away, while he sat beside Yan Mengzhen's bed.
"No, don't say that, I just love you. Ke Yihan, please don't do this. Ke Yihan, can you, can you give me a chance?" Yan Mengzhen muttered in his sleep, and the tears in the corners of his eyes fell gently, making Yan Mengzhen say it again.
Dong felt sad.
"Zhenzhen, don't be like this, you cry like this, it makes dad feel sad." Yan Dong wiped away Yan Mengzhen's tears and said distressedly.
Yan Mengzhen cried like a child, saying only a few words: "Ke Yihan, I love you, can you give me a chance? I want to be with you."
Maybe it was because he was exhausted, or maybe the medicine had taken effect, and Yan Mengzhen slowly fell asleep. Yan Dong also breathed a sigh of relief, changed Yan Mengzhen's quilt, turned off the lights, closed the door, and left.
"Dad, what's wrong with sister? Are you crying? I seem to hear crying? The doctor is here, what's wrong with sister?" Yan Ning asked hurriedly.
Yan Dong said: "It's okay, it's just a cold. It's very late, go and rest."
"Well, it's okay. I'm already nervous. My sister is also sleeping, so I won't disturb her. I'll go see her tomorrow. Dad, I'm going to rest. You should go to bed early. Good night." Yan Ning
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Sick? Some doubts, but not as doubtful as before.
Yan Dong looked at Yan Ning's leaving figure and clenched his fists. He looked out the window with no thoughts in his eyes. He was thinking.
Ke Yihan looked at the heavy rain outside the window, thought of Yan Mengzhen's cheek, and punched the wall hard. What on earth was he struggling with? What was he worried about? His heart was controlled by that woman, and he was unhappy.
To the extreme, he quickly reminded: "A mistress can only be a mistress. Heavy rain will wash away all memories, and that woman is no exception."
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