But she didn't care, even if she really hurt her body, she was willing. She loved her baby, who was the dearest person in her life and a loved one forever.

Ye Hao brought dinner over, it was just a light meal, and she couldn't eat greasy things.

He helped He Xiyan up, let her sit against the head of the bed, and then opened the lid of the lunch box, scooped a spoonful of soup from it, put it to his mouth, and blew lightly twice.

"Come on, Yan Yan, drink this."

He Xiyan opened her mouth and let the man feed her one bite at a time, the soup was sweet, and it was also sweet in her heart.

She smiled lightly and looked deeply at the man in front of her, her husband, her partner in the rest of her life. It was only after being with him that she really felt that there was a man who loved her so much and loved her. She wished that he had appeared in her life earlier, so that maybe she wouldn't have anything to do with Mo Yixuan in her life.

Ye Hao coughed lightly.

"What are you looking at me all the time?" He frowned, a little uncomfortable staring at her. This woman likes to stare at him all the time, and she doesn't know what she's thinking.

"Look at how handsome you look, beautiful and delicious." He Xiyan pursed his lips and smiled, revealing two rows of teeth as white as jade.

"Then you have to say it." Ye Hao looks like I'm handsome, everyone knows. He reached out and pinched He Xiyan's face, very doting.

"Let's eat." He handed the whole bowl of soup to He Xiyan, watched her eat it bite by bite, and then he peeled another apple for her.

The apple represents peace, and he only wants her wife and children to be safe at the moment.

It was dark, and through the window they could see the silver flowers of the fire trees blooming in the night sky, which were colorful and dazzling.

He Xiyan held Ye Hao's hand and clasped his fingers tightly. She still remembers that on this day last year, she sat alone on the stone steps by the river until a full twelve o'clock, at that time she was alone, without a loved one by her side, but on Chinese New Year's Eve this year, she was finally not alone, she had a fate, a baby in her belly, and a husband who treated her sincerely.

The happiness she had been looking forward to for years seemed to be truly fulfilling at this moment.

But in an apartment twenty kilometers away, another man had to spend this otherwise lively and beautiful day alone.

This is also the first time Mo Yixuan has spent Chinese New Year's Eve alone.

He hadn't eaten in a day, and he had ordered a pizza on the table, but he had no appetite at all.

He stood in front of the window, looking coldly at the city with lights in the distance, and the New Year's fireworks blooming in the sky, very beautiful fireworks, but it was a pity that what was the point of being alone to appreciate it.

took out his mobile phone, he sent a lot of red envelopes to his mother, blocks, he didn't know how many he sent, and then he clicked on a lot of work groups, classmates groups, etc., and also sent a lot of red envelopes in it, the kind of red envelopes that fought for luck, 2000 at a time, and he sent no less than ten in each group.

He has money, and the last thing he lacks is money.

After a while, he even took out several large stacks of banknotes from his bag, I was afraid that there were five or six hundred, and sprinkled them directly downstairs, and the banknotes in the sky fell from the twenty-eighth floor like snowflakes, each with a denomination of 100 yuan.

He lit a cigarette and watched as the money he spilled was frantically grabbed by a bunch of people.