I don't know how I got into the car, Xu Ran has been covered with an oxygen mask, Li Qian is sitting next to me, I sit there, feeling cold in my hands and feet.

The mood is very complicated, and I don't know whether I hope that Xu Ran will have an accident or hope that she will not have an accident.

For so many years, I have never regretted my decision back then, although now that I see that Xu Ran is pregnant, I just have some doubts about my decision back then.

Or uncomfortable, but never regretted it.

Just like Xue Jiaying said, if I hadn't been so decisive back then, it wouldn't have been so easy to settle the relationship between me and Han Mo now.

But the moment I saw Li Qian, I suddenly regretted it.

Yes, I regret it.

The check for five million was still pressed into the book "Pride and Prejudice" that I took away that year, and I haven't touched it once no matter how hard it has been for so many years.

I thought that I wouldn't owe anyone anything, but now that I look at Li Qian, I realize that I don't owe anyone except her.

She was just trying to minimize the damage from a mother's point of view, and I pushed things to the point where there was no turning back.

When I arrived at the hospital, my phone rang, and I held the phone but found that my hands were a little cold.

It was Xue Jiaying's call, and I remembered that I was going to shoot a magazine cover in the afternoon.

"Jiaying."

I pressed the answer button and looked at Xu Ran on the stretcher.

There she was, probably the first time I'd seen her so embarrassed since I had known her.

I don't know what the point of her doing this is, it's been such a big month, taking her own life and the life of her children, just to pit me.

"Where are you?"

Xue Jiaying's voice came from the phone, I raised my hand and touched my face, the ambulance had stopped, Li Qian on the side patted my arm, I jumped out of the car with the door frame, and then said to her: "Hospital."

"What's wrong with you, why are you in the hospital?"

"It's not me, it's Xu Ran, it's a little complicated, I'll go back and tell you, I'll rush over in the afternoon."

"Okay, don't talk about it, hang up first."

"Hmm."

I hung up the phone, Li Qian had already followed Xu Ran into the hospital, and I hurriedly chased after him.

Xu Ran was sent to the emergency room, and Li Qian stood at the door, looked at the light for a while, and then looked back at me: "Fu Yao, let's talk?"

She was asking me, but I knew there was no way I could say no.

Nodding, he followed her step by step to the outside of the hallway.

The wind is blowing, and I've never been more sober than I am today.

"Do you still have contact with Han Mo?"

I thought she would question me about Xu Ran, but she suddenly asked such a question.

I was stunned for a moment, and it took me half a moment to realize what she had asked.

"Nope."

Not counting the connection, every time it is inexplicably encountered.

She smiled: "Don't be nervous, I don't blame you."

Her smile was very light, I used to think that she was not really smiling, but now I know that this is the attitude that only a broad person would have.

It's me who is narrow-minded.

I tried to laugh too, but I found I couldn't.

"Is that really the relationship between you and Jiang Feiyi?"

She looked at me with a cold look in her eyes, but I had no way to deceive me.

I shook my head and didn't speak.

"What do you say about Han Mo—" She paused, as if she was thinking about the wording, and spoke again after two seconds: "Do you think there is still a possibility between you and Han Mo?"

I know that Li Qian is not trying to embarrass me, but every question she asks is something I can't answer.

I stood there, not knowing what to say.

Between me and Han Mo, the pace never seemed to be consistent, I was exhausted, but he wouldn't let go.

I think he should have loved me a little bit, but I was really tired, and in seven years, I should have let go of everything.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Li Qian turned her eyes away, and didn't know where to look, but she didn't speak again.

I didn't speak, I looked at her side face, only to realize that she and Han Mo really looked alike.

Although she is almost sixty years old, her face looks like that of a forty-year-old woman, and her facial features and calm expression can clearly see the beauty of her youth.

No wonder Han Mo is so good-looking, it turns out that his facial features are basically with her.

"The year Han Mo's father cheated, Han Mo was only eight years old, and he had been with that woman for more than three months, thinking I didn't know. Later, Han Qing was born, and he wanted to take Han Qing back to the Han family, but I didn't say a word, there was only one requirement, that is, divorce. ”

"But Han Mo's father disagreed, he was only forty-five years old that year, and it was when a man was in his prime, and his career was in full swing, but he hugged me and cried like a child, telling me that he was wrong."

She stopped abruptly and looked back at me: "But I was raised by the family since I was a child, and when I married him, I was also a good match, and when he loved me, he really loved me, and I also believed that he loved me, but believing and tolerating are another matter." I moved out by myself when Han Mo was ten years old, and he chose to stay in Han's house by himself. I still remember what Han Mo said, he said that the Han family is his, it can only be his, and no one can take it away, even if I force him to send it out with my own hands, I can't, unless he dies. ”

Li Qian's words made me a little indigestible, my contact with her always added up to only two hours, after four years, this is the second time we have met

But she said this to me, and I stood there, dumbfounded.

She laughed, and suddenly picked up my hand and patted it: "Fu Yao, I don't mean to say anything for Han Mo when I say this, I just want to tell you that Han Mo grew up paranoid like this since he was a child, because I was with his father, and he has a contradictory hatred for love."

As she spoke, she paused and looked up at me deliberately: "Do you understand what you say?"

I understand, but I don't really understand.

"Mom."

As we were talking, Han Mo's voice suddenly interjected.

I was stunned for a moment, and quickly withdrew my hand, looking at Li Qian with a look of acceptance: "Auntie, I am twenty-six years old this year."

It's no longer sixteen, and I don't have that strength to teach a man to grow up.

Li Qian smiled, didn't say anything, and looked up at Han Mo: "How is Xu Ran?"

"It's okay, it's a little bit of a miscarriage."

As he spoke, he walked over with his leg raised.

"Auntie, I still have work in the afternoon, so I'll leave first, if it's about Xu Ran, contact my lawyer."

Li Qian never mentioned Xu Ran's matter to me from beginning to end, and I know that a person like Li Qian who is as clear as a mirror naturally understands what is going on.

I don't want to have more intersections with Han Mo, this is the answer I gave Li Qian.

She didn't keep me, and she never seemed to embarrass anyone: "Okay, be careful on the road."

I nodded, didn't linger any longer, turned and left with my head down.

From beginning to end, I didn't look at Han Mo like that. But I know he's watching me.

When he passed by, he reached out and grabbed me, and looked sideways at me, with emotions in his eyes that I didn't understand: "Fu Yao."

I frowned, and reached out to grab his hand: "Han Shao, please respect yourself."

"Han Mo, let go and let Miss Fu go."

Li Qian's faint voice came, and I felt Han Mo stiffen for a moment.

The fingers he pressed on my wrist were loosened one by one, like a child giving up his beloved toy, and his movements were so slow that one could clearly feel his reluctance.

But when he finally let go, I didn't look at him, and walked straight ahead with my legs raised.

"Mom, I won't remarry Xu Ran!"

His voice was very loud, and I don't know if he said it to Li Qian or deliberately said it to me.

But none of this matters anymore.

Before I left, I heard Li Qian's answer clearly: "It's your own business."

I really envy that Han Mo has such a mother.

When I walked out of the gate of the hospital, I saw Jiang Feiyi's car parked there with a big grin, and the black Lincoln, no matter how low-key it was, still made people can't help but look at it.

As soon as I walked over, the door opened.

bent down and sat up, and saw Jiang Feiyi.

I pursed my lips, Jiang Feiyi is also busy these days, and he came to the hospital to pick me up today, there must be something going on.

I didn't take the initiative to speak, and the one who took the initiative was always easily put in a passive position.

It's just that between me and Jiang Feiyi, whether I speak first or he speaks first, the person who is in a passive position and can't resist will always be me.

It's like being pressed in the palm of Han Mo's hand before, and he can't turn over.

He just looked at me, but didn't cut to the chase first, and asked the driver to drive.

The car started slowly, the heating in the car was sufficient, I was wearing a scarf, I felt a little cold, and I couldn't help but pick the scarf around my neck.

Jiang Feiyi suddenly looked sideways at me at this time: "Xu Ran is looking for you?"

It must have been Xue Jiaying who told him, and I nodded: "Well, I was caught by her at the door of the building today."

"What's going on?"

His brows moved slightly, but he couldn't see joy or sorrow.

I pursed my lips and said a long story short: "Han Mo doesn't remarry her, she wants to count that child on my head."

It's simple to talk to a smart person, and you don't need to say anything else to narrate, it's so simple, and the other party can understand it as soon as you hear it.

Jiang Feiyi looked at me for a while before turning his gaze away, staring at the front and not speaking again.

I was a little surprised, he just asked and it was over, it didn't look like his style at all.

"Jiaying said that you don't want others to deny it because of the Jiang family, so I will give you two years. But you don't have the Jiang family, even people like Xu Ran can climb on your head. ”

Just when I thought he wouldn't speak again, Jiang Feiyi suddenly said such a paragraph, and I looked at him, and my whole person was stiff.