She wanted to ask, but he couldn't speak fluently and didn't want to talk to her. She had to wait.
But now he took the initiative to seize her hand
Yang Muya's heart is inexplicably tight.
This is probably the first time he has approached her since they met again?
Yang Muya swallowed her saliva, waiting for him to speak, but after waiting for a long time, Xia Hua didn't want to say anything. She just held her hand tightly.
"If you're OK, I'll go." Yang Muya and other impatient, cold mouth.
Words fall, Xia Hua's eyes slightly flash, thin lips slightly open.
"Get out."
“……” He wants her to go, just let her go. What's the matter with holding her and driving her away?
Do you want to play with her?
Yang Muya's face became cold. Just as she was about to get angry, she heard Xia Hua repeat it again.
"Get out." With that, he looked up at Yang Muya with calm eyes.
“……” Yang Muya was shocked.
Two people look at each other, she immediately understood the meaning of Xia Hua.
He didn't want to drive her away, but let her push him out
These things are usually done by nurses. Yang Muya knows that he doesn't like her to be close to him, so he should stay away from him as far as possible.
But now, Xia Hua himself, let her push him out in the sun.
What was he thinking?
Xia Hua's own heart is also very contradictory.
There is not willing, there is resentment, can look at her clearly holding a gas, but to his meticulous care, let him trance, suddenly have a trace of hope.
I want to ask her personally if she ever thought about him when she made such a decision
But when the words came to his mouth, he found that, like a coward, he had no courage to ask.
What she was afraid of was her more ruthless answer.
"If you say one more word, you'll die. I have to guess." Yang Muya complains, but still supports him, gets into a wheelchair and pushes him out of the ward.
In the yard, the sun is just right.
The warm sun in winter is very comfortable and lazy.
Yang Muya pushed him under the ginkgo tree and sat on the rocking chair.
Two people just face-to-face, sitting quietly, without a word of communication, but around inexplicably sent out a stream of unspeakable warmth.
"Madam, monk Yi Shao is here!" The housekeeper suddenly went to Yang Muya and reported back.
The iron gate of the Yang family opened.
Two neat lines of motorcade, lined up, stopped at the door of Yang's ancestral home.
The front door opens, and Yi Haiyin takes the lead in walking down from the car, but quickly goes around to the other side of the co driver's seat and takes the pregnant Yan Ling out of the car.
The typical wife slave, however, makes people more attracted by his gentle temperament and doting eyes.
Shangling company is a step slower than Yi Haiyin, but its momentum is much more arrogant.
A red suit, his evil features, outline the more demonic.
Wearing sunglasses, wearing a red tie, with one hand in his pocket, he stepped out of the car in a slow manner. He bounced his forehead, took off his sunglasses, threw them into the car and walked in.
In the ancestral home of the Yang family, Yan Chengchi, who had received the news earlier, also came out with Xia Changyue.
The people of the three parties came together in an instant.
"Since Yan Sheng likes to play tricks, we'll give him a chance. The three of us will go to pick up people in person. I'd like to see what else he can do this time!"
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