Chu Yihan looked at her back and smiled faintly, put the bag containing the clothes at An Qi's feet, An Qi glanced at it, and it was the same as the previous two days, it was the clothes she loved to wear.

Perhaps, he did it with his heart......

"Jianan ......" Suddenly, the slender high heels stepped into the ward, and the woman's worried and gentle voice shattered the last hope in Anqi's heart, it was Qiao Zhenzhen.

"You! What are you doing here, woman! Without waiting for An Qi to speak, Zhang Xinran jumped in front of Qiao Zhenzhen and stopped her, preventing her from getting close to the hospital bed.

"I brought her here, Angel, Xinran, you come out with me." Chu Yihan pinched An Qi's shoulders and soothed her trembling little body, his tone was calm, as if it was a matter of course to take Qiao Zhenzhen to see Jianan.

"Brother Yihan, how can you ...... You, I'm so sorry for Sister-in-law Angel! Zhang Xinran was angry and ran out of the ward, Anqi knew that it was too embarrassing to stay in the ward, so she stood up calmly and didn't look back at Chu Yihan.

The ward was left to Qiao Zhenzhen, and Angel walked on the corridor with her arms crossed.

"Angel ......" Angel knew that Chu Yihan had been following her, but she didn't want to escape, she had been silent for so long, maybe she should make it clear.

"Chu Yihan, if ......" At the moment when Chu Yihan grabbed her, An Qi moved her lips, and in the blink of an eye, she fell into his affectionate and apologetic black pupils, but the words came to her mouth but did not speak.

"Listen to me." Chu Yihan looked at this little woman who was as shocked as a fawn and felt indescribable distress in her heart, she was not suitable for such quietness, so quiet that his world was gone.

"You say." What ripples can a numb heart make? Angel glanced in the direction of the ward, and he took Qiao Zhenzhen in and out of the right place.

"She is Jianan's biological mother." Chu Yihan's deep voice poured into Anqi's ears in the wind, her eyes widened, and her eyes returned to a smart color.

"What's going on?" An Qi held Chu Yihan's hand, Qiao Zhenzhen is Jianan's mother?

"She entered the entertainment industry after giving birth to Jianan, so she abandoned Jianan." Chu Yihan patiently explained that the less people knew about this matter, the better, but he didn't want to hide it from An Qi anymore.

"Then you and her ......" Angel lowered her head, her heart pounding, and asked the question that had been pressed in her heart for many days.

"No, nothing, it's just that she asked me to help her meet Jianan, after all, she owes Jianan too much." Chu Yihan rubbed An Qi's little head, his eyes were full of doting, "Good wife, are you still jealous?" ”

"I—I'm not jealous!" An Qi pursed her lips, turned her back to Chu Yihan, her lips rose slightly, and a big stone in her heart was finally put down. Love is such a scoundrel, every time she feels dead to Chu Yihan, but as soon as the misunderstanding is eliminated, all love comes back, even better than before.

"And, I'm sorry." The man's big hand was wrapped around his waist, and the familiar fragrance came from behind him, "That day...... Anqi, I'm just afraid that you will help Gu Chenze shoot an advertisement......" Chu Yihan stopped talking, and held Anqi's hand tightly.

"Chu Yihan, I won't shoot any commercials!" An Qi was flustered, but she pretended to be calm, she hadn't been so close to Chu Yihan for many days, and when she heard him mention the advertisement, she buried her eyebrows lower, and Chu Yihan was still angry in her heart and didn't respect her, and treated her roughly, like a thorn, although it was small, it hurt.

"Then go home and sleep tonight?" The warm breath is close to the earlobe, itchy, crispy.

"Hmm." Angel let go of her curled palm, leaned her body completely into Chu Yihan's arms, closed her eyes, she didn't want to think about anything at the moment, just let her stay here, she was really tired.

ps: I'm sorry for the interruption for so long, because my family has been busy for a long time with surgery, postoperative recovery, chemotherapy, etc., and the hospital has no network, but Xiaopang has saved 5 or 60,000 words of text, and it will be 9,000 per day from tomorrow.