After being hospitalized for a month, Qiao's family and Lu Zhounian never came to the ward to see her, nor did they send anyone to send the divorce agreement.

In addition to the nurse, there was also a little girl who lived in the next room with leukemia and was waiting for bone marrow.

Qiao Yiran remembered the first time they met, and when she was sitting by the window looking at the sky in a daze, a crisp girl's voice sounded in her ears.

"Sister, why are you so sad?"

Qiao Yiran turned his head and saw a girl next to him who was dressed in white and smiling.

"Don't you think I'm scary?" Qiao Yiran pointed to the scars on her face and hands.

The girl shook her head and denied: "No, my brother said that these scars are all kiss marks left by the angel who feels sorry for you, so it's not terrible at all." ”

Qiao Yiran was slightly stunned, and he didn't come to his senses for a long time.

"Sister, are you hurting? I'll give you a breath, and it won't hurt. The little girl came up and held her left hand and blew carefully, "You must be in a lot of pain!" ”

"I don't hurt, I don't hurt." Qiao Yiran smiled and shook his head.

It's ridiculous.

A stranger who has only met her once will return her with the greatest kindness.

And those people ......

In the end, I felt that it was her fault.

"It must have been because of the relationship I blew on." The little girl invited the merit.

Qiao Yiran laughed, and the two of them chatted without a match.

"Xiao Ai, why are you running around?" Suddenly, a deep male voice came from behind him.

A low and familiar voice poured into her ears, Qiao Yiran's heart jumped heavily, her body was a little stiff, she turned around and looked over, surprised by the black pupils of the man.

His certain is like a vast universe, as deep as ink, not to mention that he has an extremely handsome man, with deep facial features, and an indescribable deep aura all over his body, which makes people can't take their eyes off.

Qiao Yiran recognized the man in front of him at a glance - Ji Yunyuan.

The president of the multi-billion dollar Four Seasons Hotel.

Although he and Lu Zhounian are both sons of wealthy families, it is different from Lu Zhounian who inherited the family business smoothly.

Ji Yunyuan started his business very early, and in less than five years, he gained fame and fortune and became an upstart.

I didn't expect him to be here.

"Brother, why are you here?" Xiao Ai's eyes widened in surprise, and she ran over and hugged her.

Ji Yunyuan, who was originally full of coldness, had a touch of warmth in his eyes, and he rubbed Xiao Ai's hair dotingly: "Ran over to play with someone, did you disturb others?" ”

Xiao Ai hummed and raised a smile and retorted, "No! The young lady likes me and plays games with me, which is completely different from you workaholic! ”

He hooked his lips and smiled, his eyes full of apologies: "I'm sorry, my child disturbed your rest." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, she came to accompany me, I'm very happy." Qiao Yiran's heart was full of shock, and he didn't expect that the man who often appeared in financial magazines could appear in this hospital.

Xiao Ai seems to have won back a city, her little hands are so bad that they are all inserted in her armpits, and she is extremely proud: "If you see it, I will say it, the young lady likes me very much, you don't believe it, hehe......"

Ji Yunyuan's brows frowned even tighter, and he didn't say anything more.

"Little love, she's cute......" Qiao Yiran's slender eyelashes fluttered like butterflies, she straightened her back and explained lightly.

Ji Yunyuan nodded, glanced at Xiao Ai as if warning, then took out a business card from his pocket, then took out a pen, wrote a number on the business card, and handed it over:

"Thank you for taking care of my sister. It seems that she likes you very much, and it is estimated that she will often come to you to play in the future, if you find it troublesome, just call me for this number. ”

"No problem."

Ji Yunyuan curled the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.

Qiao Yiran raised his eyes and happened to look at him.

His eyes were sincere and natural, without any disgust or suspicion.

Light and dark are mixed, and a smile is born.

Qiao Yiran's heart sank slightly, and he always felt that he had seen these eyes there.