Chapter 237

When the shutter rang, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the cold face, adding a little warmth to the killing atmosphere rarely seen in a century in the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The people in the office used a machine to cover the steel stamp on the marriage certificate. The red marriage certificate was in duplicate, and slowly pushed it in front of the two people. They sincerely wished, "I wish you two a happy wedding."

Holding the marriage certificate, ye Huanyan couldn't help but rejoice in his eyes and whispered, "thank you."

The man on her side got up and left without saying a word. She turned around and looked at the clerk's strange eyes, so she had to smile awkwardly, holding two marriage certificates, and quickly turned around to catch up.

Ye Huanyan originally thought that she was going to the hospital, but as soon as she got to Jinjiang garden, she found that it was not the way to the hospital.

She hesitated and asked, "don't you go to the hospital?"

Ling Han did not squint, holding the steering wheel with both hands and putting full speed, "you can't rest, you think grandma can withstand the toss like you."

Seeing ye Huanyan's face stiff, he suddenly felt a little stuffy in his chest and said in a deep voice, "the hospital called and said that Grandma had just slept after we left. She hasn't woken up yet. Let's go again at noon."

When it comes to grandma, ye Huanyan's eyes are full of worries again.

Ling Han had a strange feeling in his heart.

In the case of grandma's illness and hospitalization, I can share his feelings with him. I'm afraid there is no one in the world except ye Huanyan. Although he is unwilling to admit it, ye Huanyan is indeed the only person who sympathizes with him now. In other words, ye Huanyan's pain is even worse than him.

Because she has no relatives in the world except grandma.

He also has Wen Qingwan's mother's family. Although he hasn't traveled too often these years, his grandparents are still alive. The Wen family is also a big family, with many people in the family, and there are not a few cousins.

So ye Huanyan really should be sad.

Once grandma left, she had no umbrella.

Thinking of this, Ling Han felt that her sadness was just a kind of self pity, and her eyes were cold.

In jinjiangyuan villa, Lingling sent the household registration booklet, ID card and other things to the Civil Affairs Bureau overnight last night. She estimated that they would come back in the morning. After preparing breakfast, she worked hard in the kitchen for lunch.

The old lady's illness is indeed sad, but when she knew that ye Huanyan and Ling Han received the certificate, she was really happy for ye Huanyan. Lingling is a traditional woman, and naturally believes that a man's greatest commitment to a woman is to give her a marriage contract.

After returning home, ye Huanyan reluctantly ate two mouthfuls of breakfast and went upstairs to have a rest. Not long after climbing into bed, he heard the sound of opening the door next door. He thought that Ling Han also went upstairs after eating.

Her heart tightened, she didn't know what she was expecting, and she didn't know what she was afraid of. She stared at the revolving door between the two rooms for a while, and finally determined that it wouldn't move. Then she slowly closed her eyes, spread a head of green silk on the pillow, and soon fell asleep.

Recently, she was sleepy, and she was much worse at work. Fortunately, Ji Xiaoyue came back from a business trip to replace her work. Su mang simply let her go home to rest. Ji Xiaoyue didn't know about her pregnancy, and she was busy after she came back. She only talked on the phone for a while twice and talked about some interesting things about Su Nianhua in Yunnan.

In the two-thirds master bedroom separated by the wall, there was a "pa", and the flames flickered on the lighter.

Tall and straight figure stood in front of the window, with a newly lit cigarette between his slender middle finger and index finger, and the cigarette end was suffused with orange light, curling with smoke.

On the bedside table is the marriage certificate with a red cover, which is very eye-catching.

Next to the bedside table is the safe. The door is open, revealing a broken diary and a kraft paper bag containing the bloody truth of many years ago.

After smoking a cigarette, he turned around, squatted down slowly in front of the safe, took out the kraft paper bag, untied the seal, frowned for a while, and finally didn't take out the things inside that were already familiar to his heart.

In the dark night, the flames jumped with a bang,

The kraft paper bag finally began to burn from the corner in the flame of the lighter, and the flame quickly rushed away. As soon as Ling Han loosened his hand, the burning kraft paper bag fell into a huge iron box in front of the bed, making a 'Dong' sound, and the flame jumped violently twice, burning more and more.

His bony fingers touched the faded diary, rubbed it twice, and then threw it into the brazier. The light of the fire reflected his face very soft and warm, but his eyes were too cold to melt.

People always struggle to do things that deceive themselves and others. Many things in this world can't be relieved if you try to do them.

In the hospital, the old lady was overjoyed when she saw the marriage certificates of Ling Han and ye Huanyan. Her pale face rarely glowed red, holding their hands and saying good.

"I have no regrets about seeing you two get married."

The wrinkles of the old lady's smile were crowded together. From the moment she entered the door, ye Huanyan tried to smile. With all her strength, she wanted to make herself look happy. She was combing her grandmother's hair and preparing to pick her up from the hospital.

The notice of critical illness has been issued many times. Everyone knows that if the operation is continued, it will only aggravate the pain of the old lady. The old lady is unwilling. The doctor also suggests that at the last time, it is better to let her live as she wishes, and the old lady means to go home and stay.

"The hospital is too cold, I don't like it." The old lady pursed her lips and said, "look at this quilt. There is no color at all. You just got married, and I have to go back and help you with your wedding."

Ye Huanyan combed her hair slightly, and subconsciously looked up to see Ling Han's face.

He looked as usual and was talking to the doctor. Aunt Zhang beside him didn't just say something to him. He nodded, then turned and walked towards the old lady with gentle eyebrows and eyes,

"Grandma, everything is packed. During this time, Yan Yan and I will go back to the old house to accompany you."

The old lady looked up at him and said with a smile, "you have your career. Should you work or work? Don't bother to take care of me. I have Aunt Zhang and Yan Yan. I feel much better now, and I can wait until I have my great grandson!"

In the ward, everyone laughed, and the doctor laughed sincerely for ten minutes.

No matter what emotions others have, they can't fall into ye Huanyan's eyes. All she cares about is a person's emotions from beginning to end. Why does he frown, why is he absent, why is he angry, why is he uncomfortable? He thinks too much, and the more he thinks, the more he doesn't understand.

In the old residence of the Ling family, ye Huanyan was supported by a servant as soon as she got off the bus. Before she could see the scene in front of her, the crackling sound of firecrackers suddenly exploded, frightening her to stagger and covering her ears for a long time before she came back to her senses.

After the firecrackers rang out and a burst of smoke shrouded, the scarlet happy words and red silk decorations on the gate of the old house became clearer and clearer, which was even more festive than during the new year.

Ye Huanyan looked straight and looked back in surprise.

The old lady was supported by Aunt Zhang and looked at the two people on her side with a smile,

"I know you are all busy, but the wedding can't be less."