Zhou Qiao's right leg was still in a plaster, and he didn't know how to sit on the open-air balcony on the thirteenth floor!

She was immersed in her own world, and everyone's bitter persuasion was just a deaf ear to her.

From the moment Wen Lan saw Zhou Qiao, his legs began to be sore, and he trembled when he walked.

Fortunately, Jiang Jingci helped her.

And shook his head at her, he couldn't get close to Zhou Qiao anymore.

She had to stop two meters from the balcony.

Zhou Qiao grew up in a wealthy family, and was the only daughter in the family, living a chic and wanton life, and there was never the calculation and run that Wen Lan experienced in the Wen family in the dictionary of life.

If it weren't for Zhao Huan's sudden departure, Zhou Qiao would have been smooth sailing emotionally. and Zhao Huan from their first love to marriage, although the two have a huge difference in family background, the second elder of the Zhou family is open-minded, and what Zhou Qiao likes, they only approve of it.

After Zhao Huan's funeral, Zhou Qiao became more and more silent.

Wen Lan had a premonition before the storm came, no matter how busy he was in TT during the day, he would come to the ward to accompany the bed at night.

"Qiaoqiao—" Wen Lan plucked up his courage and shouted softly.

Zhou Qiao stared at the tall buildings in the distance, and muttered for a long time, "Will Zhao Huan be too lonely over there alone?"

"Zhao Huan has his grandparents as companions, and he will not be alone." Wen Lan was shocked when he heard this, and while comforting softly, he shook off Jiang Jingci's hand and walked towards Zhou Qiao.

"But what he wants to see most is me—" Zhou Qiao choked his throat, "I met Zhao Huannian in my freshman year of high school, confirmed our relationship in my sophomore year, survived the long-distance relationship for four years in college, and he and I spent another two years working hard in our careers, and he just left me behind when he got married——"

Wen Lan was afraid that his shoes would make a noise, so he quickly took them off, and continued to take a step closer to Zhou Qiao with his bare feet.

"Lan Lan." Zhou Qiao suddenly chuckled, "When Li Daxian said that I was a widow, I didn't believe it. If I had calmly sought a solution from Li Daxian at that time, would Zhao Huan and I not be separated by yin and yang now?"

"Don't think about that anymore, your priority is to get your legs in good condition. Lincheng's fashion debut next month is still waiting for you to check it!"

At this time, Wen Lan had already held his breath and concentrated, and his right hand trembled and landed on the back hem of Zhou Qiao's shirt.

"Zhao Huan is dead, I'm alive and the walking dead is no different! tt, fashion show, I don't want it all, I'll give you all the studios now-" Zhou Qiao's emotions suddenly became excited, "Wen Lan, you are my best friend, please take care of my father and mother for me in the days when I am not in the future, it is my unfilial piety-"

Before she finished speaking, her body began to lean forward, Wen Lan reacted faster, and her hands firmly grasped the hem of her clothes and pulled back!

Jiang Jing was quick to resign, jumped forward, and hugged Zhou Qiao off the balcony!

The doctors and nurses in the ward carried Zhou Qiao to the hospital bed.

"Let me go to Zhao Huan! I dreamed of Zhao Huan last night, and he said that it was very lonely to be alone over there, please leave me alone!" Zhou Qiao cried heartbreakingly.

Mother Zhou had staggered to the hospital bed, hugged Zhou Qiao's hands tightly and cried, "Qiao Qiao, Lao Zhou and I are just a baby for you, if you have to go to Zhao Huan, then take us with you——"

Zhou Qiao's eyes were filled with tears, and his eyes stared at the ceiling above with empty eyes.

Jiang Jingci only left the attending physician and the two nurses behind, and the others were pushed out, and then the door was closed again, and the ward was quiet.

Wen Lan saw that Zhou Qiao didn't have the slightest desire to survive, and he was so angry that his blood flowed backwards, "You open your mouth and shut up Zhao Huan, Zhao Huan can't even want his own life to save you, how can he want you to go to him!" If he sees the ghost you are looking for death and life now, he will be so angry that he will vomit blood!"

Zhou Qiao closed his eyes in pain, and hot tears flowed down the corners of his eyes like a spring.

Seeing her heartbroken appearance, Wen Lan's heart quickly softened, and she squatted down to hold her hands, "Qiaoqiao, for more than a year, I have lost two of my dearest people. One is my mother, and the other is my daughter Nuan Nuan. My mom and I hadn't seen each other in eight years, and when I found her, she was

I've run out of oil—" read the book

Only then did Jiang Jingci know that Wen Lan still had a mother!

Presumably, when Wen Lan went to the United States, he said that he wanted to find an aunt he hadn't seen for many years.

Hehe, he was still convinced at the beginning, and put down his work and flew to the country to help Wenlan!

It's a pity that Wen Lan has always been deeply resistant to him, and he won't even tell him who the person he is looking for is!

He thought he knew everything about this woman named Wen Lan, but it seemed that he was still superficial.

"Later, I was born prematurely, and Nuan Nuan left me alone again—" Wen Lan said this, and his eyes immediately turned red, "At that time, I had no close relatives, no marriage, no daughter, and all thoughts were lost, and I wanted to chase Nuan Nuan." But a month later, with your company and comfort, I finally came out."

Zhou Qiao's expression did not change, but Jiang Jingci listened to it heartbreakingly.

He turned and hid for the balcony.

Seeing that Zhou Qiao's oil and salt did not enter, Wen Lan could only persuade from another angle: "I am alone and all of them are living well, you still have Uncle Zhou and Auntie, how can you talk about life and death lightly!" Zhao Huan left the opportunity to live to you, if you don't cherish it, I'll be sorry for him the first one! Zhao Huan is gone, but his parents are still alive, shouldn't you do your filial piety for Zhao Huan?"

Zhou Qiao pulled his hand out of Wen Lan's palm and hid his face and cried bitterly.

"My baby daughter, if you have three long and two short, Lao Zhou and I will not live!" Mother Zhou held her face and sobbed in a broken heart.

"Mom—I'm sorry for you and Dad!" Zhou Qiao's heartstrings seemed to have been touched by something, and he held Zhou's mother's hand with his backhand.

The mother and daughter hugged and cried.

Wen Lan quietly gave everyone a look, and Jiang Jingci was the first to walk out of the ward.

When the attending physician and nurse also left, Wen Lan sat down in front of the hospital bed and relieved Zhou Qiaolai.

At noon, Zhou Qiao finally stabilized his mood without a sedative.

Wen Lan still didn't dare to be careless, and asked the head nurse to send two more nurses to guard the ward with the two 24 hours a day.

There were a few tricky things that Wen Lan needed to deal with over there, and she kept calling to urge her to go back, and she had to say goodbye to Zhou Qiao and leave the hospital.

What she didn't expect was that Jiang Jingci had been waiting for her at the entrance of the hospital.

"Where to go, I'll send you." Jiang Jingci had taken the initiative to unscrew the co-pilot's door for her.

She was in a hurry to get back to TT and got into the car without refusing, but she sat in the back seat.

"Please send me back to the studio, the designer made a mistake in two haute couture dresses in the morning, and the client is still waiting to see me for an explanation."

Jiang Jingci started the engine in disappointment and drove in the direction of TT.