"It means you don't know me well enough." Huo Junyuan turned to leave, and soon a doctor came in to examine An Nian's body.

After repeated confirmation, she was just thin and there was absolutely no problem, Huo Junyuan drove her home, and along the way, the two were silent, quiet as if their heartbeats were noise.

"Thank you." An Nian spoke, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere, "You ......"

She really wanted to ask where Ziyu and Wanwan were, she wanted to see the two children, but the words came to her lips and swallowed back, she couldn't understand Huo Junyuan anymore, and she wasn't sure if he would tell her

"Something to say." Huo Junyuan said coldly.

An Nian pursed her lips: "It's nothing." ”

The atmosphere of the carriage sank suddenly, An Nian said goodbye, looking at the flickering night scene outside the window, his heart was filled with layers of mist, wet and heavy.

The car drove into the yard, and An Nian hurried home, not knowing if the nanny could take care of the child.

Sure enough, when she entered the door, she heard Zimo's cry, and immediately didn't care much, hurriedly went upstairs, pushed open the door, and suddenly turned blue with anger.

"You, you get out of here" she was hoarse, rushed over in three steps and two steps, picked up her son on the bed, and gently shook and coaxed, "Mommy is back, don't cry, good, don't cry." ”

There are very few servants in this villa, since An Nian decided to take the work home to do, she picked a clean and neat sister-in-law Li to help watch the child, and tonight I also asked her to watch the baby for two hours, but I didn't expect to see such a thing when I came back.

Sister-in-law Li put the mobile phone she was playing with into her bag, and said angrily with her eyebrows: "This kid is not a noble identity, what do you think Jiaogui does?" I really thought it was our Huo family's little master."

"You, what are you talking about" An Nian's whole body trembled, "Before leaving, how did I guarantee you?"

It's because she's not good, she can't even know people clearly, and she handed over Zimo to such an unreasonable woman.

"I promised to help you watch the child, it's not a look" Sister-in-law Li was not convinced, "The dove occupies the magpie's nest and wants face"

Miss Zhao Ruomei Zhao promised her that as long as she entered the door and became Mrs. Huo, she would let her manage the Huo family in the future.

Just now, she was chatting with Zhao Ruomei on her mobile phone.

The two words like "roll" broke through the air, like two thin and sharp knives, pierced into Sister-in-law Li's back.

She knelt on the floor with a spirit, her face pale and her lips trembling and unable to speak.

"Don't even appear in front of me in the future." Huo Junyuan's face was very ugly, such a stupid woman also learned so harshly, especially the person she was targeting was An Nian.

At this time, Huo Junyuan even had the heart to kill Sister-in-law Li.

"Young master, spare my young master" Sister-in-law Li came back to her senses and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, "Please, spare me this time"

She still has to wait for Miss Zhao to enter the door and be the housekeeper of the Huo family, if she is kicked out now, everything will be in vain, and she can't leave!

An Nian looked at the child who was already asleep in her arms, looked at the woman on the same page, and said coldly: "You made a noise to my son"

So, if you are interested, get out immediately.

She feels that she is not a bad person, but the premise is that the other party does not touch her bottom line, and now, Zimo is her bottom line, and no one can touch it.

Sister-in-law Li left in a gloomy manner, and Huo Junyuan stood at the door, quietly looking at An Nian, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and coaxing the child, with a very complicated look.

He and her were obviously so close, but it was like a gap of tens of millions of miles, and they couldn't cross it.

"How come we don't have children?" He finally began to speak, and after speaking, he stared at An Nian tightly, not wanting to miss any expression on her face, "I have the right to know." ”

An Nian let out a "chuckle" in his heart, gently patted his son's finger and paused for two seconds before continuing to shoot, and said slowly: "Why mention the past." ”

"I have the right to know." Huo Junyuan kept repeating his request, "You have to tell me." ”

An Nian panicked in his heart, and even wondered if Huo Junyuan knew that Zimo was their child, but he didn't seem to know the expression on Huo Junyuan's face.

"When I was studying in Canada, I met terrorists." An Nian lowered his eyes, remembering the original scene, and couldn't help but clench his fingers, "I was locked in the ice room." ”

So she always dreams of endless cold, dreams of no salvation directly.

"Why don't you contact me?" His face was pale, and he stared at An Nian, "Why don't you contact me when you are in danger?"

An Nian gently patted his son's right hand, raised his head and looked at Huo Junyuan, his eyes that had been as calm as an ancient well were filled with deep annoyance and bottomless chill.

Looking for him? Why didn't you ask him for help? At the moment of life and death, her mind was full of him, even though she knew that he was half a world away from her, she still wanted to listen to his voice before she died, and wanted to hear him call her "Nian Nian" again.

She hid in the old abandoned factory, outside with the footsteps and shouts of the bad guys getting closer and closer, and she hid in the dark to dial his phone, her palms sweating.

The phone was answered quickly, and she thought that she must smile and smile, and she couldn't let him know that she was in danger, because far water could not quench her thirst, so why let him worry.

It's good to just think that before you die, you can say a word to the person you love the most in the world.

But what?

After the phone was connected, she only called his name "Junyuan", and Zhao Ruomei's lazy and ambiguous voice came from there: "He is asleep, what do you have to say to me." ”

At that moment, she really hated herself, hated herself for being delusional, hated herself for not being able to see through.

It was obviously noon in Canada, but she felt that she was stuck in a never-ending night, what kind of despair was that, even when she watched the bad guys break down the door and rush over, she felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Mr. Huo, what's the use of you talking about this now?" An Nian retracted his thoughts, and between his eyebrows and eyes was rusty and indifferent, "The past is over, we are now in an agreement relationship, just don't forget to promise me something." ”

After walking so far and suffering so much, An Nian felt that he was exhausted, and he didn't want to hope for anything more.

Huo Junyuan's eyes tightened, staring at An Nian, just now, just now, he clearly saw the anger, sadness and unwillingness in her eyes, that kind of An Nian seemed to be shrouded in the night, he was very distressed.

But he had only taken a step forward, and she had already returned to her normal state, like a hedgehog covered in thorns, forcing him to retract the steps he had taken.

She didn't believe him.

Huo Jun glanced at An Nian from afar, turned around and went out, the room was quiet again, An Nian tried to pull the corners of his mouth, but his smile was more ugly than crying.

"Zimo, Mommy will protect you." An Nian kissed her son's cheek, "We will always be together." ”

In the study, Huo Junyuan's face was pale, his slender finger joints were distinct, he held his mobile phone and called out: "Check for me about An Nian's affairs in Canada, I want to know everything." ”

After speaking, he paused, and said: "She may have used another identity, if you look carefully, you can start from the direction of Canadian clothing design." ”

After hanging up the phone, Huo Junyuan fell into a long silence, he sat in a chair with his back to the door, as if he wanted to silence himself into a painting in the night.

The night is long, and how many people have no intention of sleeping.

It's just that no matter how long the night is, the dawn will still come as scheduled.

The morning sun shines into the room with the dampness of dew, leaving dappled light and shadow on the floor through the gaps in the curtains, and everything is full of the beauty of the beginning of a new day.

"Good morning, baby." An Nian kissed the cheek of the parent-child Mo, dressed Zimo with his hands and feet, washed the towel with warm water, wiped the little guy's face, and said with a smile, "Our Zimo is so cute." ”

Zimo opened his big eyes and looked at An Nian, but there was no expression on his face, as if he hadn't heard An Nian's words, he was like a child living in a glass cover, he could see and touch, but it made people feel extremely distant.

Every time she sees her son like this, An Nian feels distressed.

"You're going to get better, I know, you will." An Nian kissed her son's little hand, and no matter whether her son could understand or not, she kept talking to him, "You also have an older brother and sister, they are both very good children, and they will definitely love you." ”

Thinking of Ziyu and Wanwan, An Nian couldn't help frowning, she didn't know where Huo Junyuan sent the two children, she missed them very much.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong" mobile phone ringtone was loud, and An Nian's heart shrank in shock.

She put Zimo in the stroller, saw that it was Si Minghan's phone, and smiled after answering: "Call me so early, is there something wrong?"

"I heard that there was a problem with the anniversary celebration of Blue Star Entertainment yesterday, are you okay" Si Minghan sat at his desk, his fingers tapped on the table, and his voice was solemn, "I'm worried about you." ”

An Nian smiled: "I'm fine." ”

"Niannian, it's time for you to do psychotherapy." Si Minghan said softly, "It's going to be a month soon." ”

An Nian was stunned when she heard this, and calculated the time, it would indeed be a month, but except for last night, she did not have the uncomfortable feeling she had in Canada before.

What happened in Canada left a deep psychological impact on An Nian, and it was precisely because of this that Zimo suffered from autism after birth.

After Zimo was born, she realized that she was not in the right state, so she went to see a psychiatrist, and because of this, she met Si Minghan, and the two became friends later.

"I'll find time." An Nian smiled, "But it's probably because I've not been so busy with work lately, so I don't feel uncomfortable." ”

Complicated emotions flashed in Si Minghan's eyes, and he smiled slightly: "Okay, call me before you come." ”

Hanging up the phone, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace, An Nian and Huo Junyuan made him feel a deep sense of crisis.

From the first time he met An Nian, he fell in love with her, but now things seem to be a little beyond his expectations.

"It's time for you to hurry." Si Minghan dialed a number on his phone and went out, "I hope you won't let me down." ”

"Dr. Siminham, we're in a partnership." The woman laughed on the phone, "So please be polite on the phone." ”

At eight or nine o'clock in the morning, the golden eyes had covered every corner, shining on the body warmly, very comfortable.

However, at this time, all major mainstream newspapers in City A are reporting a plagiarism incident, and it is rumored that Zimo Creative Workshop has plagiarized the works of Master S, and it is said that Bo Gonggong is about to go to court.

"What nonsense!" Song Linlin angrily crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it to the ground, and stepped on it a few times with her foot, still feeling uneasy, "No, I'm going to find a slut!" ”

Song Linlin grabbed her schoolbag and hurried out, opened the door and saw An Nian pushing the baby at the door, holding her hand and preparing to ring the doorbell.

"Nian, Nian" Song Linlin hurriedly let people in and threw the bag onto the sofa, "Why are you here?" ”