Nohara Emi was finalizing the wedding dress style with Mingye. When she received a call from Mingye, she was so frightened that she ran to the bathroom to answer it.
"Xiaolan is anemic again, and...he keeps asking for his mother."
Ming Lie's voice came coldly.
Nohara Emi frowned, "But I can't leave here..."
"You know that Xiaolan's blood is only the same as yours. If you don't save her, Xiaolan will suffer the same fate."
"This..." Nohara Emi bit her lower lip and looked at Minghe who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine outside. Her heart skipped a beat, "Then come and pick me up. Just say... you want to eat with me last."
a meal!"
"I have no reason to help you smooth things over." Minglie's voice was particularly indifferent, "I can pick you up, but I won't meet with my elder brother."
His relationship with his eldest brother was bad enough and could not continue to deteriorate.
Nohara Emi gritted her teeth, "Xiaolan is your child too!"
"You are his mother."
"..." Nohara Emi stamped her foot anxiously, "Okay, you pick me up, I'll go now!"
After all, she still couldn't let go of that child, especially after seeing him.
This is probably the heart-to-heart connection between mother and son.
After hanging up the phone, Nohara Emi took out cosmetics from her bag and painted her lips whiter.
She frowned and pushed open the bathroom door, holding her stomach.
Minghe saw her, raised his eyebrows and came over, "What's wrong with you?"
"Hey, I suddenly feel sick to my stomach, but I haven't finished choosing the wedding dress yet, so why don't you go and do it first? I want to take a rest and then make a good choice!"
Nohara Emi's eyes are very real, and it's uncomfortable to look at her.
Minghe glanced at her and said, "Go to the hospital?"
"No need! I just... menstruation is coming..."
"Okay, I'll leave first, you take a rest." Minghe nodded and walked out of here.
Nohara Emi looked at his back with a trace of sadness in her eyes.
She even wondered why she loved this man.
He is never considerate, never even cares about what he is thinking, everything must follow the formula...
"Didi——"
The mobile phone inside the bag rang. Nohara Emi quickly wiped her tears, said hello to the clerk of the bridal shop, and ran out.
Minglie's car had been waiting for a while, and when he saw her coming out, he honked the horn.
Nohara Emi quickly sat in and stroked her chest.
It really shocked her just now.
"You look like this..." Minglie looked her up and down, "Are you pretending to be sick to drive away my eldest brother?"
Looking at her lips turning white, I knew she must have put on makeup again.
She had lied to herself quite a lot in the past.
Nohara Emi was stunned for a moment and said nothing.
"This time, please stay with Xiaolan on the island. He has always wanted his mother to be by his side."
"But I'm getting married!" Where does she have so much time?
"It's up to you." Minglie started the car and drove towards the dock.
The ship arrived at the island as quickly as possible, and Li Kun was already waiting on the shore.
Minglie and Nohara Emi went directly to Xiaolan's ward.
He was still awake, looking at Nohara Emi curiously with a pair of dark eyes, "Dad, who is this aunt?"
Minglie pursed his lips and said, "Xiaolan, this is your mother."
"Dad is lying!" Xiaolan pouted, a little dissatisfied, "Isn't the beautiful mother you brought last time your mother?"