"Why, is the president of Chenguang International going to marry a one-eyed woman, or. Want her to be the woman behind you? ”

Ye Zhichen laughed straight, standing so far away from him, he could hear the sound of Lan Ruohao grinding his teeth, he was still like this, and he never allowed him to bully Shu'er in the slightest.

It's just, why, he didn't really think about him, how could he be willing to let Shu'er live in the dark and endure endless waiting, after Shu'er was hurt so much.

Ye Zhichen watched his gaze slowly shrink, full of firmness.

"I'll marry her and give her a promise."

The position of the young lady of the Ye family is hers, and he owes her.

Lan Ruohao's fingers tapping on the table paused, and slowly withdrawn.

In the past, how much he hoped that Ye Zhichen could marry her, so that she could at least have someone to rely on and pamper here, just.

Shu'er doesn't want to think about it now, I'm afraid it's their past, even if she still loves him, she still loves him in her heart, but subconsciously, it's resistant.

I don't want to be as busy as before to make a decision for her without consequences, and I don't want to watch the two of them struggle and be sad like this now, Shu'er, who only lives in harm, will not be happy, and what he wants is the sister who used to be and will only rely on Ye Zhichen to make trouble with him.

"Shu'er has had a worse life than you imagined over the years, Ye Zhichen, I won't help you, I'll just look at you, this time, I won't let my sister get hurt again."

Ye Zhichen smiled shallowly, this was the first time in three years that Lan Ruohao had spoken to himself so calmly.

"I'll wait for her, when she completely lets go of her knots and comes back to me, you know, only by my side will she be truly happy."

Lan Ruohao looked up at him, his eyes clear, "I'll wait." ”

Ye Zhichen turned to look in the direction of the disappeared figure outside the window, "That kid."

"Shu'er doesn't want you to see her."

Ye Zhichen tugged at the corners of his mouth, "I know, I'm not qualified to know about the existence of the child." ”

After a while, he turned his head and looked at Lan Ruohao with a bit of expectation in his eyes, "Is the child okay?" ”

Of course, Lan Ruohao knew what he meant, and didn't want to answer, but she wanted to see his lost look.

"Mild autism."

Seeing the shock and injury in his eyes as he wished, Lan Ruohao was not so satisfied.

Xiao Lanlan is the wound in the hearts of all of them, that child, although it was Lan Xianshu's insistence at the beginning, but also with their expectations.

A child is a new life, even if she comes into this world with a wound.

Looking at Ye Zhichen's instantly gloomy gaze, Lan Ruohao felt a little reluctant in his heart, he also had such an expression at the beginning, when he heard that the child was autistic, it was as if the sky had fallen.

Now he is still gradually able to see it, but for Ye Zhichen, the father of his child, another reliance of the child, I am afraid that the blow will be many times greater than him.

"Shu'er said, it's already good to have no physical disabilities, and back then, if it wasn't for Lan Lan, Shu'er was afraid that it would."

Lan Xianshu has been able to persist until now, almost entirely for the sake of the child.

The child, who has never opened her mouth to speak, is like a spiritual pillar in her heart, accompanying her slowly to the present.