In Ji Tong's home, the floor-to-ceiling windows still reflect the blue sky and white clouds, the city's high-rise buildings, and a wide field of vision.

The wind is still blowing the curtain, swaying, floating all over the room like a dream, and the artistic conception is very good.

Ji Tong took the inspection report handed over by Bai He and looked at it very seriously.

Bai He urged: "Is it really fake?" ”

"Really." Ji Tong raised his head and said.

"Huh?" Bai He exclaimed in disbelief.

Ji Tong returned the inspection report to her and said, "You don't believe me? You doubt my professionalism? ”

Bai He was stunned, put away the inspection report, and said, "Of course it is impossible to suspect you, but, how is it possible?" ”

Qin Xiaojin, who is good, how can he be infertile?

Ji Tong said: "How is it impossible? ”

Bai He is always lost, if it is her alone, she can still find a way to overcome the difficulties, but if it is Qin Xiaojin's reason, then she will be broken, and she will not be able to conceive Qin Xiaojin's child.

Bai He's indescribable mind is complicated.

Ji Tong put his arm around her shoulders and enlightened her: "Okay, you met such a good man, he just can't have children, what kind of intentions do you have?" He can't have biological children, and it's not you, don't you already have two children? He can't have children, there is no harm to you, only good, and he will only treat the waves and waves more as his own in the future. ”

Ji Tong is right.

But Bai He still couldn't calm down.

It is a pity that love has not crystallized, just like there is no proof.

"Can Ozu's disease be cured? Can you hang your expert number......"

As soon as Bai He got up, he was interrupted by Ji Tong: "Please, I'm a gynecologist, I don't see andrology." ”

Coming out of Ji Tong's house, Bai He was stunned, and then received a call from Ye Zhiqiu.

Qin Xiaojin ran out of the construction site of the blue flower dock with a disgraced face, and Bai He stood at the entrance of the village waiting for him.

"Bai He, why are you here?" Qin Xiaojin wore a helmet and his face was slap-sold, and he became more and more handsome.

Bai He said, "Accompany me to a place." ”

The largest book city in Cloud City is holding a signing meeting at this moment.

At the signing meeting, readers lined up in a long line, each holding a book in their hands, waiting for their turn to sign the book for the writers at the front of the queue.

Ye Zhiqiu signed dozens of books in a row, and when he looked up, he saw Bai He and Qin Xiaojin.

Both of them were smiling at him with books in their hands.

Ye Zhiqiu immediately smiled.

is still the simple and honest man, with dark skin and a snow-white smile.

Ye Zhiqiu finally finished the signing meeting, and immediately walked to the couple who had been standing patiently in the corner of the book city: "Mr. Qin, Miss Bai-"

"Congratulations, Writer Ye." Qin Xiaojin and Bai He both said.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled embarrassedly.

The three of them sat down in the café in the leisure area of the book city, and the waiter served coffee to the three of them.

Bai He smiled and said to Ye Zhiqiu: "Shibei has been impressed for three days, Brother Zhiqiu has become a writer." ”

"In front of you, don't dare to make a mistake." Ye Zhiqiu smiled shyly and scratched his scalp, "I don't know why someone is willing to publish a book for me, but the sales are still very good, I just write some essays and insights, pure literature, which surprises me." ”

Bai He raised the coffee and said, "You don't care about him, in short, he can make money, why not?" ”

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned.

Bai He laughed at himself again: "I'm not used to it that I've become so coppery, right?" ”

Ye Zhiqiu could only smile: "No, no." ”

On the side, Qin Xiaojin finally opened his mouth: "Next month, Baihe's will also be listed." ”