"How long has Grandpa been around?" Yang Ziqi asked in a gentle voice.

"I don't remember, I haven't had a good rest during this time, to be precise, I haven't slept well, I can only remember twice." Yi Yuanao's voice was neither light nor heavy, his cold voice did not have a trace of human touch, and his expression was slightly painful, as if he was recalling something terrible.

"Which twice?" Yang Ziqi grasped the key point and asked slowly.

"With her, leaning on her shoulder at the cemetery, and once at her house, I don't know why every time I am with her, I forget the pain and fall asleep quickly, but." Yi Yuanao paused and didn't continue.

"But what?" Yang Ziqi clocks like a supporting role, and induces him to speak his heart little by little.

He lay quietly on the sofa, his hands folded, above his stomach, his bony fingers overlapped, and his handsome face seemed to be carved out of a knife.

"But she is the murderer who killed my grandfather, but if she hadn't asked a doctor to operate on my grandfather, my grandfather would have died a long time ago, and I really didn't know what to do, I was really helpless." Yi Yuanao's expression was painful, he held his forehead with his hand, and kneaded his temples with all his might, trying to relieve the pain.

"Her behavior is indeed inconsistent and incomprehensible, and you believe in her character in your heart, but there is no evidence, which puts you in a dilemma, right?" Yang Ziqi was also confused by this complicated relationship and remained calm.

Thinking back to Chu Yinghuan, who was smiling and talking with her just now, she still had such an experience, and she couldn't help but feel distressed.

Time passed at your fingertips, followed by a few simple questions.

"Okay, Yuanao, it's not early, so I'll be here today." Yang Ziqi turned on the brightest light in the room and spoke slowly.

The room suddenly lit up, and there were several different ancient landscape paintings hanging on the wall, which was very elegant.

"Thank you." Yi Yuanao sorted out his clothes, he straightened his somewhat messy hair, his handsome face was a little tired, but the sorrow in his eyes was washed away a lot.

"Be polite to me, drive out, you should be in a hurry." Yang Ziqi is careful and thoughtful, although his family is illustrious, he has no frame at all, and he is very friendly.

"How?" As soon as she saw Yi Yuanao coming out, Chu Yinghuan hurriedly greeted him and asked with concern.

"What do you want?" Yi Yuanao's face sank, his voice was cold, and his resolute facial features were even more handsome, like being covered with a layer of frost.

"It's best to have an incurable disease, and you have to be accompanied by pain for the rest of your life." Chu Yinghuan pursed her mouth, her eyes were angry, and the tip of her nose trembled slightly.

I really don't know the hearts of good people.

"I knew that you thought so in your heart, and finally told the truth." Yi Yuanao's voice was cold, his voice was low, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, don't quarrel with the two of you, go back quickly, don't come over next time." Yang Ziqi, the two who were not husband and wife but quarreled like husband and wife, the corners of their mouths rose, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Okay, Miss Yang, let's go first, bye." Chu Yinghuan was a little anxious, and when she heard that she could go, she was even more anxious.

A cool breeze blows, and the night hits.

"Where are I going now, I'll send you home?" Chu Yinghuan asked, holding the car keys, and walked to the driver's seat very consciously.

"I don't want to go home, I don't want to be alone." Yi Yuanao leaned back on the leather seat, closed his eyes, and his eyelashes occasionally trembled. Number One

"And where do you want to go?" Chu Yinghuan was helpless for a while, one hand was on the steering wheel, and the other hand followed her body and flipped to the back.

"Your home." Yi Yuanao didn't even raise his eyelids, as if his thoughts had eyes, and said quietly, "Don't look at it with this kind of look, the president also has a vulnerable side." ”

His voice was faint, faintly sad, complex and incomprehensible.

"You think my house is a hotel, you can go if you want, no, I will never compromise this time." Chu Yinghuan's attitude was firm, her eyes were incredulous, and her handsome face was always full of anger.

"This is the doctor's advice, sleeping in a safe place will help relieve the condition, if you want to get the money sooner, just cooperate, otherwise, I will terminate the contract at any time." Yi Yuanao opened his eyes suddenly, his deep gaze shot out a touch of elite light, and his lips pursed into a line.

"It's really on the thief ship, I owe you, by the way, what did Miss Yang say, about your illness." Chu Yinghuan's voice became smaller and smaller, with concern.

"Drive first, you don't want to go home early." Yi Yuanao changed the topic, as if he could guess Chu Yinghuan's heart.

Stepping on the accelerator to the bottom, Chu Yinghuan seemed to transform all the dissatisfaction in his heart into strength.

The car disappeared into the black night like a swallow.

"Zimo, open the door, it's me, your Uncle Minghao." Dawn Howe held the set outside with one hand and gently rang the doorbell with the other.

Hearing the voice, Zimo sat up from the sofa with a thud and hurriedly ran to the door to open the door.

"Uncle Minghao, why are you here, did Mommy ask you to come over?" Zimo's big eyes flashed with light, smiling, and implicitly.

"Of course, but next time you must see clearly who is opening the door outside the door, hear no, the child is alone at home, and must not open the door to strangers." Li Minghao's voice was gentle, with a loving face, and he reached out and touched his head.

"Got it, Uncle Minghao is not a stranger, did you bring me something delicious?" With that, he blinked.

"Beef burgers, fries, and most importantly, coke, whether you want to eat it or not." Li Minghao shook the things in his hand, which was very tempting.

"Great, thank you, Uncle Minghao." Zimo couldn't wait to open the thing, rubbed his little hands, and began to move.

The fragrance is overflowing.

"Zimo, your mother has been very busy, do you want someone to be by her side, take care of her, and take care of you." Dawn asked tentatively, wanting to see what he thought.

"Mommy takes care of me alone, sometimes it's really tiring, but Uncle Minghao has been helping by her side, Mommy has always been very grateful to you, I must be very happy, I just don't know what Mommy thinks." How could Zimo not understand the meaning of his words, and continued to eat, pretending to answer casually.

Although he has always been optimistic about Yi Yuanao, Mommy's choice is the most important thing.

"And did your mommy tell you anything about me?" Li Minghao asked curiously, he couldn't help it.

"Mommy has always been very grateful to you, I don't know about other emotional things, you can ask in person, I support you." Zimo said it and grimaced at him.

"Naughty, if you want to eat in the future, call Uncle Minghao directly." Dawn Hao looked at each other and smiled.