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To tell the truth, Lu Zhinian did not expect that he could persuade Yan Luoluo to believe mu Beihan one day in front of her.

Both of them thought of going together, and felt each other's thoughts as if they were out of their mind.

"Thank you for saying that."

Mu Beihan was silent. Since she wanted to know, he told her.

Since they met, he has not talked about Mu Beisong. What Yan Luoluo feels is that he is deliberately avoiding this topic. No matter what his reason is, this problem does exist and needs to be solved immediately.

Yan Luoluo took him to sit down beside the bed and said, "Mu BeiSong, what are you going to do?"

Mu Beihan also stopped his hand and asked, "OK, what do you want to talk about?"

Yan Luoluo suddenly grabs mu Beihan's hand, turns around in his arms, and looks at him solemnly.

"Beihan, I think we still have to talk about it now."

Yan Luoluo knew what he meant, but she didn't have the heart to do anything else now.

Mu Beihan was silent for a while, and suddenly said with a smile, "I'm not tired. Now I just want to stay with you." He deliberately increased the word "Hao Hao". The hand that was originally placed on Yan Luoluo's waist became restless and moved up carelessly.

Yan Luoluo obediently stood up straight, cheek close to his soft short hair, asked: "Beihan, are you very tired?"

A man's voice is low and pleasant to listen to. Only by listening carefully can we find his fatigue hidden in his voice.

"Don't move. Let me hold you for a while."

Before long, the door of the room was suddenly quietly opened. She was about to turn back when she was surrounded by her familiar body. Mu Beihan held her, just enough to put her chin on her shoulder.

Yan Luoluo sighed and planned to go to the window to relax.

She's full of admiration for Beihan now. No matter what she does, it's him.

I didn't know how long I had painted it. After a closer look, I found that I had painted a portrait of Mu Beihan.

Hang up the phone, Yan Luoluo in order to prevent their own wishful thinking, simply find a piece of white paper out of the blind painting.

However, after chatting with Lu Zhinian, it was a lot easier.

After hearing his last words, Yan Luoluo's eyes turned red instantly. In fact, she didn't know mu Beihan's love for herself and her son, but her mood suddenly came up, which was beyond her control.

"You don't have to say thank you to me. It's me who should thank you," Lu Zhinian said after a pause. "However, Luo Luo, you must always remind yourself that mu Beihan is a trustworthy and reliable person. No matter what he is doing, his starting point is for you and for everyone."

At that moment, he knew that his love and hate entanglement with Yan Luoluo had become the past, and no one would mention it again.

Lu Zhinian also felt this subtle change. He only felt that the stone he had been pressing in his heart for several years had finally been put down.

In just a few minutes, it seems that Yan Luoluo and Lu Zhinian finally have a feeling of letting go of the past.

"Mu Beisong has convinced the people in the board of directors. I can only seek help from people other than mu. This time I came to live in Honolulu, in addition to taking you to relax, I also made an appointment with him. But now he wants to spend my patience and has been delaying the progress, so I will stay with him."

After he explained, Yan Luoluo had a lot of questions.

"Who are you meeting? Who else can help you except mu