He felt that there was someone in front of him, and he opened his eyes.

"Xiaohua. ”

Su Yingxue put the thermos bucket on the desk.

"The rice is still hot, you can eat. If you don't eat it, my mother will scold me to death. ”

Han Wenxuan opened the thermos bucket with a smile.

Braised tenderloin, cool-skinned cucumber,

Crystal dumplings and egg drop soup.

He smiled.

"Mom's cooking really fits my heart. I'm still really hungry. ”

Han Wenxuan ate it like a wolf.

Su Yingxue turned her face away, with a look of disgust.

"You're really ashamed to be like this, you haven't eaten for a few days? Han Wenxuan said: "I haven't eaten well for three days." ”

He said it lightly.

However, such a sentence made Su Yingxue's heart ripple.

"Guoguo, I'm really bothering you. ”

As soon as Su Yingxue said this, Han Wenxuan put down the bowl.

"Daughter-in-law, Guoguo is my child. ”

Su Yingxue felt very embarrassed, and the originally good atmosphere was broken again.

She actually didn't want to say this, she wanted to know what Han Wenxuan's real career was.

Can he really cure a child's illness?

Han Wenxuan smiled.

Su Yingxue can see herself with a thermos bucket, which is already a kind of reconciliation, what else do you want. "Let's go see the fruit together. ”

Han Wenxuan and Su Yingxue were outside the sterile room, and they watched Guoguo fall asleep.

However, there were all kinds of tubes inserted in the child's body, and Su Yingxue cried when she saw it.

Guoguo is also the flesh that fell from her body.

At the beginning, when she was pregnant with Guoguo, she wanted to kill it for a while.

Because of what left her, Su Yingxue can't remember.

However, Su Yingxue loves Guoguo.

Han Wenxuan pulled Su Yingxue to the side.

Guoguo's condition is much better than before, as long as the system treatment is carried out, she can still go to kindergarten alive.

His voice was soft.

Su Yingxue didn't believe in Han Wenxuan anymore at this time, and she also hoped that it was true.

Han Wenxuan pulled her to the bench under the flower bed in the hospital and sat down.

"You can rest assured that the child is here. ”

Su Yingxue's emotions in Han Wenxuan's eyes were complicated.

She didn't know how to face the man in front of her.

Is it gratitude or is it really emotional?

Ever since Ye Jicheng abandoned her, she has been thinking badly about men, or she has sneered at any man.

Han Wenxuan's appearance, for her, is just a tool man.

She always thought she wouldn't be emotionally attached to this guy.

However, the old people say well, love is born over time, that is, a stone will be hot for three years, not to mention a man.

This man, she had faced each other day and night, and she thought that there was nothing between them except disgust.

"Here you go. Han Biao took a glass of water and handed it to Su Yingxue. "It's hot, drink. Don't get on fire. ”

Su Yingxue drank the water slowly.

Their marriage is like this glass of water, so light that it tastes nothing.

And the environment they are in is like the gorgeous flowers in this flower bed, in the world of flowers, everyone will have their own desires. It was this child who could make them live in peace and maintain their marriage.

Guoguo is the reason why they can live now.

Su Yingxue's sanity slowly came up.

She clearly knew that for Guoguo, she always thought that Han Wenxuan was her father, and Ye Jicheng was just a good-looking uncle. Guoguo relies on Han Wenxuan.

And she also unknowingly began to rely on this man.

Han Wenxuan and Su Yingxue sat and drank water like this.

There was no language between them anymore, but they could know everything they thought about Su just by looking at them.

Han Biao patted Su Yingxue's hand.

Su Yingxue looked at him.

She smiled faintly. "I'm waiting for you, waiting for Guoguo to come back. ”

This sentence is already the greatest affirmation.

The work of chasing the daughter-in-law is very successful.

After Han Wenxuan saw off his wife, the women in the hospital were sour.

Su Yingxue is really a goddess.

The parents are not fat or thin, just that

There is a golden ratio. Ordinary floral skirts, people wear them with a variety of styles. In contrast, some people dress like a village girl.

Su Yingxue's skin can be blown and broken, and her proper milk skin makes all women envious, jealous and hateful.

Su Yingxue walked around, and the saliva of all the men in the hospital flowed down.

It's really an epic beauty.

"Oh my God, Mrs. Han is too good-looking!" The new little doctor's eyes straightened. "She's better looking than the stars on TV. ”

The older doctor next to him said, "Otherwise, how can you be worthy of Dr. Han." Dr. Han is the god of medicine. God's woman must be beautiful, that's the rule. ”

They were whispering.

When they were envious of Han Wenxuan, they didn't know Han Wenxuan's depression.

The daughter-in-law compromised, but there was no substantial progress.

There was too much purity between them.

is purer than the crayon Xiaoxin's parents in the manga.

If their marriage continues like this, Han Wenxuan doesn't know if he can't help but be green to Su. Or maybe Su Yingxue will green herself.

No matter how much people are bound by morality, they are human beings after all.

Eating men and women is the real human society.

If you don't eat the fireworks in the world, that's pretending to be forced and an illusion.

Because people in the current society are unwilling to cultivate the truth, except for alternatives like him.

He turned around the ward again, watched Guoguo's vital signs stabilize, and returned to his room in the Korean Hospital.

Or call it a bachelor apartment.

"Holy, what the hell?"

A plastic beauty popped out at once.

Han Wenxuan screamed in fright.

"Young master, what is this?" Mu Qianfan behaved. "This is the most popular plastic beauty, the best benefit for otaku. ”

"You call this thing a beauty? I was scared, I was afraid of zombies. Han Biao pointed at Mu Qianfan. "You and your beauties get out of here,

Walk away!"

"Young master, I did this to satisfy your loneliness, emptiness and coldness. Mu Qianfan was still in place.

Han Wenxuan looked at Mu Qianfan.

"I didn't know you had such a bad taste! Let me tell my cousin about your special hobby?"

Mu Qianfan said: "Young Master, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Han Wenxuan didn't know why Mu Qianfan made such a play.

"Say it, your purpose. ”

"It's very simple, the old men hope that after you cure the little lady, you will divorce the young lady, and then get married decisively. Of course, if you don't want to get married, you can build a harem if you want. There is only one requirement, and that is that the child must be your flesh and blood. As soon as Mu Qianfan said this, Han Wenxuan stepped back in fright.

"Damn, in modern society, open a harem, the old men are more avant-garde than me? Brother is a person with a daughter-in-law! I have ethics. Han Wenxuan sat on the sofa with a smile and ate

Apple.

"Is the daughter-in-law yours? Is the child yours? Young master, the old men have read the terms of the contract marriage. The old men are very angry!"

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This is Mu Qianfan's purpose.

"How do the old men know, it can't be you, right?" Han Wenxuan threw down the apple and wanted to swallow Mu Qianfan in one gulp. Mu Qianfan's neck shrank.

"Young master, it's really not me!

Han Wenxuan grabbed Mu Qianfan's collar.

"It's not you, who's it?"

Mu Qianfan said: "It's not me, it's the old godmother!"

"Who the hell is it?"

"It's the old godfather!"

"Are you still playing with me?

"Old Mom!"

He kicked it. "Are you still talking nonsense to me?"

"Ye Jicheng, it was the grandson who showed the terms to Old Man Han, and unfortunately, the old man also knew. Han Wenxuan squinted.

The contract is held by Su Yingxue and herself, and another copy is with a lawyer.

Don't think about it, lawyers just want to keep their jobs, and they won't just take this thing out.

His share went to the trash can early and mixed the fertilizer.

Then the rest is only held by Su Yingxue.

Such a thing, Su Yingxue will take it and show it to Ye Jicheng?

His daughter-in-law and Ye Jicheng are really a little out of bounds.

Han Wenxuan was very unhappy.

Of course, the existence of this reason makes the old man even more optimistic about his marriage.

His marriage was a joke.

He didn't know if he was playing a joke with fate, or if fate had gone viral.

What is sown is the cause, and what is the effect.

He felt that there were some things that he could not solve without looking at or thinking about them.

As for Ye Jicheng.

It's time for him to open a dyeing room.

Originally, he was looking at the fruit and didn't want to embarrass Ye Jicheng.

But Ye Jicheng gave him such a big gift, how could he not return the favor.

Come and don't get along, it's rude.

Han Wenxuan lowered his head and said a few words to Mu Qianfan.

Mu Qianfan smiled very girlily.

"Young master, you're really bad!

Ye Jicheng can destroy his own good deeds, and his good deeds Han Wenxuan must also be exposed.

Han Wenxuan said: "Give this to Young Master Ye, Young Master Ye will like it." ”

Mu Qianfan called the courier.

Then, when Ye Jicheng was as enthusiastic as fire, the doorbell rang.

Coming to the face is a Japanese-style plastic doll.

"Please sign for it!" Ye Jicheng saw the young man who delivered the delivery, and he said, "I didn't buy it!"

"Someone gave it to you. ”

"I don't want to. ”

The courier brother looked embarrassed.

"If you don't sign, how can I explain it, customer. ”

The courier brother's embarrassed brows could kill flies, and he almost knelt on the ground.

Ye Jicheng reluctantly signed.

Then, his female companion walked out.

"What did you take?"

Ye Jicheng pointed to the doll.

"I don't know who gave it in a joke. ”

The female companion looked at it.

She couldn't help but take a step back.

Because there is still a note in the doll's receipt slip.

"Ye Shao, are you satisfied? You don't like the style last time. We switched to another one. If you don't like it, you can return it and exchange it. Swap until you're satisfied. That woman didn't expect that Young Master Ye was actually a fetish.

The market for this kind of doll is generally the royal stuff of perverted otaku who can't find a woman.

Ye Jicheng, rich and handsome, there is no shortage of women, how can there be such a problem?

Ye Jicheng was also embarrassed.

He threw it away.

"Baby, listen to me, it's a misunderstanding. ”

The stunner in front of me has not yet arrived, and he encountered such an oolong incident.

Emotional men don't talk as well as ghosts.

The woman pushed Ye Jicheng away.

"Ye Shao, I'm sorry, I still have something, see you next time!"

A plastic doll successfully interrupted all his good deeds.

Ye Jicheng has been memorizing words recently.

As long as he dates women, the hateful plastic dolls will always shine.

Then, as long as there is a little temper, a woman will be.

On the entertainment page, Ye Jicheng's fetish is very popular, and all the owners of the post bars are winning prizes to guess the type of doll that Ye Jicheng likes.

This is in line with international standards.

Rich people just know how to play.

I didn't expect that a beautiful woman with a living color is not as good as a fake doll.

Does Ye Shao lack maternal love?

Ye Shao likes little Lori?

All sorts of online talk is all over the place.

Ye Jicheng doesn't think there's anything.

However, from the directors to the employees of his group, they all looked at him with strange eyes.

Even Mr. Ye felt that his son was sick.

Mr. Ye told Mr. Ye about his worries.

"Dad, I see, is he not married, perverted. We'll have to find a marriage partner for him. ”

Old Man Ye sat on the sofa.

"Before your son got married, many celebrities flocked to him. As a result, he kicked Su Yingxue. Can a person with a bit of face still take a fancy to your son? The reputation is stinky, and it is not easy to manage. Besides, look at what women he is messing with, what tender models, eighteenth-tier small artists, and Internet celebrities. Can these women be the housemothers of the Ye family? I think he might as well put the fake dolls there for the sake of worry. ”