"They also found someone who asked me to marry each other. I didn't agree, so they put me under house arrest. I tried every day to escape, but I couldn't escape."

"After I fought for a year, they put me under house arrest for a full year and didn't let me leave. Then I pretended to compromise and let them let me out. Then I came back to you immediately while they didn't pay attention."

"But when I returned to Jiangnan ancient town, you were gone. I had been looking for you for a long time. That year, I lived in Jiangnan ancient town for half a year and searched several nearby cities, but I didn't find you."

"Luo Ying, I never gave up looking for you. After that year, I flew to China whenever I had time, hoping to see you again, but I haven't met you again in 20 years."

"There's an old saying in your Chinese history that heaven pays off those who have a heart. This year, my nephew said he would come to China. I suggested him to go to Jiangnan ancient town. He went, and then you know what? He met Yangyang in Jiangnan ancient town, which is our daughter Yangyang!"

When Lancelot said this, tears gradually filled his eyes. After all, he couldn't help it.

Tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes, and his voice was choked:

"Luo Ying, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were pregnant. If I knew you were pregnant, I wouldn't go back to the three British Islands!"

Lancelot was raising his hand to wipe the tears silently from the corners of his eyes when he suddenly heard a "click" behind him and the sound of opening the door.

He raised his hand in the corner of his eye, immediately stiff, and then quickly wiped the tears off his face.

In the afterglow of the sunset in the evening, there was no light in the ward, but the light was also quite enough.

Feng Qiyue opened the door and entered the ward. When he saw a man sitting in front of Luo Ying's hospital bed, he was stunned.

The man was not wearing a white nurse's uniform or white coat. He was obviously not from the hospital.

Take a closer look, the tall figure with black hair seems to be a little familiar.

Lancelot knew someone had come in. Nine times out of ten, it was Luo Ying's husband.

He quickly restrained his emotions and finally took a look at Luo Ying, who was still unresponsive on the hospital bed.

Then Lancelot stood up and calmly turned to look at the man at the door.

"Sorry, I went to the wrong ward again."

Lancelot looked at Feng Qiyue, who was standing at the door and was not in a hurry to come in, and said calmly.

After that, Lancelot walked towards the door at his calm pace.

"Sir, do you know Luo Ying?"

Feng Qiyue looked at Lancelot, who was calm and calm.

The foreigner in front of him spoke a fluent and pure Chinese language.

When he saw the foreigner standing in Luo Ying's ward in the afternoon, he felt a little strange.

He had just left for a while when the foreigner slipped in again. It was obvious that he didn't rush in.

Besides, even if you go to the wrong ward, can you go wrong twice in a row in a day?

Lancelot looked at Feng Qiyue with a lunch box in his hand.

He didn't answer Feng Qiyue's question. He passed him directly and walked out of the ward.

When Lancelot walked out of the ward, whether it was Lancelot leaving or Feng Qiyue standing at the door.

Neither of them found that the index finger of Luo Ying's right hand trembled suddenly when she put her hands on the hospital bed.