Anyara cried until dawn, until her eyes hurt so much that she couldn't open them anymore, and she couldn't say a word in her throat, and she was paralyzed to the point that she was so weak, sobbing silently with grief. Yan Chenyu was in a hurry from the beginning, to the silent companionship at the end, he was even more distressed than Anyara, that was the child he cared about the most, the child he experienced his father's feeling for the first time in his life, but no matter how painful it was, he couldn't show it, because Anyara needed him.

"If you're tired, if you're tired, you'll sleep, and when you're awake, everything will be fine." Yan Chenyu comforted in a low voice, maybe he didn't even realize that he was so tender at this moment.

Anyara turned her head, although she didn't have the strength to turn around, but it was still okay to turn her head, she always thought that Yan Chenyu didn't take the child to heart at all, otherwise she wouldn't be like this, she didn't care at all, and said that there would be more in the future, Xiaozhuang died in vain? Anya was speechless, but her eyes were accusatory.

Yan Chenyu stroked her hair, "I also have heartache, after all, it is my child, don't worry, everything will be left to me, with me!" He had a thousand words in his heart, but he couldn't express them, so he could only say this.

Anya didn't want to pay attention to him, she always felt that everything he said was perfunctory, this child was born in Tianming's family, and he has always been taken care of by Tianming, Yan Chenyu has not experienced this, and it is normal that his feelings are not deep. Anya thought like this, and there was inevitably resentment in her heart.

After a while, Fu Le came over, although she didn't go to yesterday's banquet, but what Su Yicheng knew, Fu Le would definitely know, and, as Yan Chenyu's secretary, her news channel must be very wide, Yan Chenyu saw Fu Le coming, her brows furrowed, "You don't have to go to work today, just accompany her for a day, I have a lot of things, so I can't stay at home." He said this to Fu Leting on the surface, but in fact he said it to Anyara.

Anya Ru still didn't react, even when Yan Chenyu left, she didn't look at him again.

Fu Le sat on the edge of the bed, "I heard about yesterday's events, don't be too uncomfortable, after all, this is a fact that cannot be changed, your child must not want you to have anything, you are like this, the child doesn't know how distressed it will be!" You can only ...... if you live well" Fu Le has known An Yaru for a long time, and since he met her, he has seen An Yaru go through all kinds of tribulations.

Anya didn't speak, but the corners of her eyes kept crying, and silent tears crossed the corners of her eyes and fell on the pillow, forming blooming splashes, which looked inexplicably depressed.

"The way I look, my child will feel distressed, then the way he looks, how distressed I should be, that wound everywhere...... How much pain he must have~" Anyara finally spoke, her voice so hoarse that it was hard to distinguish.

Fu Le was distressed when he saw her like this, so he thought about changing the topic, "I'm cooking porridge at home, and I specially brought you a bowl, you see, it's fragrant." She took out a jar from her bag, opened the lid, and it was filled with fragrant porridge, which was still steaming hot and smelling enticing because she had been holding it in her arms.