"Xiran, the studio has been doing very well recently, in fact, you don't need to come out to work so early, it's completely okay to leave it to me alone, if you're not feeling well, go back and rest quickly, don't force it here." ”

Although Lin Man hoped that Meng Xiran could return to work as soon as possible, she was still more worried about her physical condition.

Hearing this, Meng Xiran covered his ears and ran to the table next to him to hide away, Lin Man couldn't cry or laugh.

Compared with the laughter in the studio, the living room of the Qin family is diametrically opposed.

Qin Yuehan finally let go of Meng Xiran to work in the company today, but he always remembered her in his heart, thinking of Meng Xiran's restless personality, after dealing with the work, he came back early.

But he never thought that he couldn't find Meng Xiran anywhere.

"Where's your mother?"

Seeing Qin Yue's cold face, Xiao Baozi knew that something was not good, so he stood up as if he were dead, and said earnestly: "Mom is out." ”

"Out?"

As his tone rose, Qin Yuehan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his expression slowly became serious, quite like a mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings.

"Where did you go?"

Although he had already reined in his aura at the moment, he still made Wan Wan subconsciously take a step back.

Seeing this, Qin Yuehan reached out and touched Wanwan's head, "Wanwan is good, tell Dad, where did Mom go?"

She thought for a moment before she said, "Mom didn't tell us. ”

Xiao Baozi looked at his father's angry appearance, and couldn't stop praying for Meng Xiran in his heart.

"Mom, you're going to be blessed this time. ”

He hurriedly dialed Meng Xiran's phone, but she put the phone in her bag and didn't hear it for a while.

Qin Yuehan cursed in a low voice, directly picked up the car key on the table and walked out, the fear of waiting outside the ward that day hit his heart again, and the hand holding the steering wheel couldn't help but tremble.

Xiran, where the hell are you?

Meng Xiran here didn't know anything about it, still immersed in the joy of returning to the studio, and was still discussing the design drawings with Lin Man with great interest.

Suddenly, she heard the door of the studio slammed open, shattering the peace and tranquility in the room.

Before she could come back to her senses, a pair of powerful palms had already squeezed her shoulders tightly.

It was Qin Yuehan.

He still had a dusty aura on him, and the cold air outside rushed towards her, making her heart tremble.

"Why are you here? Who told you to come here? Didn't I say that? Let you have a good rest at home. ”

Qin Yuehan couldn't describe in words how he felt when he saw Meng Xiran sitting safely inside outside the door just now.

At that moment, the big stone in her heart finally landed, but with it came the blame for not caring for her body.

Feeling the pain in his shoulder, Meng Xiran frowned and subconsciously broke free.

"What are you doing? I hurt, you let go. ”

Lin Man shrunk his neck on the side, and regarded himself as a transparent person very righteously.

His gaze became cold inch by inch, and even his tone lost his usual warmth, "It hurts, Meng Xiran, do you still know what pain is?"

Meng Xiran was forced to look up at him, and only then did she realize that Qin Yuehan, who had always been calm, had an inexplicable anger on his face.

"Qin Yuehan, this is the studio, let's talk about it when we go home. ”

Meng Xiran saw that he didn't save any face for himself, and his heart became more and more depressed.

Qin Yuehan suddenly let go of the hand that was imprisoning her shoulder and sneered.

"I think you really don't have a heart, in your heart, work is more important than your body, right?

Meng Xiran couldn't help but retort, "My body is already well, the doctor said, I can already come out to work, in this case, why can't I come to the studio? This is my freedom, I don't need you to care!"

Qin Yuehan's deep black eyes tightened, and the cold aura on his body increased a few points.

"You don't need me to take care of it, okay, Meng Xiran, you are really bold!"

Thinking that Meng Xiran had Lin Man in the studio, and there was no danger, Qin Yuehan let her know the seriousness of the matter, so he turned around and pushed the door to leave, the tall figure was resolute and indifferent.

Meng Xiran didn't react until he heard the sound of the door being slammed shut, and then he fell softly on the chair behind him as if he had been drained of all his strength.

I couldn't help but mumble to myself.

"Why does Qin Yuehan restrict my freedom, who does he think he is!"

Lin Man couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw her like this, "Xiran, don't be sad, he is also worried about you." ”

Of course, Meng Xiran knew that Qin Yuehan was for her good, but could she not use such a way?

After this happened, Meng Xiran didn't have any work status and mood, and Lin Man forced her to take a holiday.

"Okay, Xiran, you hurry home and rest, I have me here in the studio, you don't have to worry. ”

Meng Xiran smiled lightly and no longer insisted, "Okay, you've worked hard for the past two days." ”

Indeed, she no longer has any state or mood to stay here and continue to work, and it is a waste of time to continue to stay.

Meng Xiran returned home and changed her slippers as usual, and the two children surrounded her as if they were huddled.

"Mom, you're back. ”

Wanwan's voice was soft and glutinous, and her eyes unconsciously kept looking at the direction of the living room, and Meng Xiran instantly understood.

Xiao Baozi tugged Meng Xiran's hand hard, and she lowered her body cooperatively.

It seemed that there was still a taste of milk, and Xiao Baozi whispered: "Mom, Dad seems to be very angry today, and he hasn't said a word since he came back." ”

After thinking about it, he added, "I can only help you get here." ”

Meng Xiran couldn't cry or laugh, and touched his head lovingly, "Okay, mom knows." ”

Qin Yuehan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, slowly smoking a cigarette, his resolute side face was covered in a hazy mist, adding a trace of indifference.

Then there was the slowly shaking off of the cigarette ash, with the same nobility as ever between his gestures, but Meng Xiran always felt that such a Qin Yuehan was very unfamiliar.

From the moment he heard the sound of the door opening, he knew that Meng Xiran was back, but he didn't make a sound as if he hadn't heard it.

Meng Xiran walked in, his eyes swept over the figure on the sofa, as if he had seen the most ordinary air, without the slightest lingering.

Xiao Baozi and Wanwan glanced at each other, and stepped forward to take one of Meng Xiran's hands.