Chapter 470: Our Daughter
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"An An, it will definitely succeed." Han Jing looked at An Chuxue, this sentence was said to her, and it was also said to herself.
An Chuxue's eyes were a little wet, but she still nodded.
She was still scared, but she still believed in her. Since she came to this world, it has been so long since she was adrift, and after meeting the cold mirror, she seems to have a backbone, she always believes in her, believes in her forbearance and persistence, and will not be defeated and disappointed.
"An An, listen to me, when the time comes, Yun Feng will definitely feed me anesthetic, in order not to wake me up, he will definitely drug me, you have to pay attention to it at all times, and then change the medicine, I don't want to be trapped at that time. Do you understand? Han Jing carefully admonished.
If they wanted to change the child's blood at that time, they would definitely have to do it behind her back, and in order not to let her know the truth, Yun Feng would definitely drug her.
She didn't know how long she would be unconscious once she was drugged, and she would never allow herself to be ignorant at that time.
No matter what happens, she must see it with her own eyes.
An Chuxue cried and nodded, she knew Han Jing's concerns, in fact, if she followed her meaning, she would not let Han Jing look at everything. Because there is always a chance in everything, whether it is successful or not, that process is the most painful. She had witnessed the mothers who had failed to save their children, and she couldn't describe how cruel it was, and she didn't want Hanjing to go through all this.
But she couldn't refuse, Hanjing was a person with too many ideas, and the decisions she made, even if she didn't help, she would figure it out herself.
Rather than that, it is better to follow her thoughts.
After An Chuxue left, Han Jing sat alone in front of the window for a long time, and it wasn't until Su Yu came back that she realized that it was already dark.
"What's wrong?" When Su Yu heard that Han Jing had been sitting in front of the window for an afternoon, he couldn't help but be a little worried.
Hanjing shook his head: "It's okay, I'm just a little nervous,...... You say, what should we do if our daughter is not beautiful when she is born? You don't have a birthmark, do you? It's so tangled......"
Su Yu reached out and rubbed her hair: "What nonsense! ”
But once again there were doubts in her heart, and this was the third time she said, our daughter.
He doesn't understand feelings, he doesn't know how to like someone, and he never even thinks about who he will like one day. So at first, he really only had a protective heart for the cold mirror, and he didn't like it. But meeting her still gave him an unexpected new beginning, and he clearly felt his own heartbeat, the heartbeat that accelerated for her.
He didn't even know when they started to have more and more tacit understanding, more and more intimate, more and more concerned about each other, and more and more liked. So that they are so intimate that they don't distinguish each other, and regard each other as their most important person and the softest existence in their hearts.
He enjoyed this beauty, and naturally followed her heart, followed her heart, and only cared about happiness.
But he forgot that in his original arrangement, she never knew that this child had anything to do with him, so when she naturally spoke about their daughter, he did not have anything abnormal.
He looked down at her, and her eyes were full of soft warmth, softness he had never seen before.