"Whatever you want."

Li Yeqing looked indifferently and condescendingly at Lu Youyou, who was wearing high heels.

Her hair was split ends, and her fingers, which had once looked like jade, had a few more calluses.

These small details, all of which he told him, that she was not doing well.

"Stay here tonight, and go to the hospital early tomorrow morning for bone marrow matching."

Lu Youyou thought of her son in the hospital and shook her head in refusal.

"Li Yeqing, I don't worry about the child being alone in the hospital."

Li Yeqing possessed himself and approached Lu Youyou's eyes.

"It's ugly."

Lu Youyou's pretty face, "swish", was crimson.

"I'm sorry."

Lu Youyou subconsciously said three words.

Li Yeqing suddenly thanked Lu Youyou sincerely.

"Thank you."

Thank you for saying goodbye back then.

Thank you for not marrying back then.

Thank you.

If there was no Lu Youyou in the past, there would be no Li Yeqing today.

"Thank me?" Lu Youyou looked puzzled.

Li Yeqing did not answer Lu Youyou's doubts, but lowered his head and sent a message to the driver on his mobile phone.

"The driver will arrive in half an hour, and you can cook a bowl of noodles for me."

After Li Yeqing brought Lu Youyou to the kitchen door, he sat on the sofa and turned on the TV casually.

Lu Youyou took a deep breath and opened the door of the refrigerator.

The double-door refrigerator is full of ingredients.

She quickly took out the tomatoes and eggs, and boiled hot water in the amphora.

In the kitchen, a wisp of smoke gradually drifted out.

In less than ten minutes, a bowl of fragrant tomato egg noodles was served on the table.

"Li Yeqing, the noodles you want are cooked."

Lu Youyou stood hesitantly at the door of the restaurant.

Li Yeqing walked to the table and looked at the bowl of tomato and egg noodles on the table.

It was a bowl of tomato egg noodles.

Crisp green chopped green onions.

Red tomatoes.

Yellowish eggs.

Pure white noodles.

Plus a plate of freshly pickled millet spicy cucumber slices.

Lu Youyou, who used to only cook instant noodles, actually made such a good-looking food in just ten minutes?

Damn, what kind of man did she marry?

Li Yeqing clenched his fists tightly, and sat down at the dining table with slightly cold eyes.

"Lu Yoyo, look to the left."

Lu Youyou looked to the left for some reason, and in the mirror, there was a half-human, half-ghost face.

She wore makeup.

Plus I just cried when I was chasing a car.

She in the mirror...... Ugly and miserable! Break off! Person! Huan!

"The restroom is on the right."

Lu Youyou thanked her in a hurry and ran into the bathroom unnaturally in high heels.

She calmly turned on the faucet and washed the makeup on her face over and over again with warm water.

He was once the most familiar and intimate, but now he is a stranger.

In the past four years, she has been thinking every day if she sees him again.

When she asked, she had to ask him well.

Why not say goodbye?

Why did she text so much? Made so many calls? He didn't hear from him at all?

Until, see you tonight.

Lu Youyou finally understood that he was no longer the innocent boy she remembered.

The young and beautiful young man in white has become this indifferent and innocent upstart in the business world.

"Lu Yo Yo."

Lu Youyou walked out of the bathroom, and she glanced at the bowl of noodles on the dining table.

There was hardly any movement.

"The driver is waiting for you at the door, and you give your contact information to the driver."

Lu Youyou took a deep breath, she was only looking forward to the success of this matching.

If...... Li Yeqing's biological father's bone marrow could not be successfully matched.

So...... What should she do about her son's illness?