She couldn't help but smile: "what's the matter? I haven't cried yet. You don't remember anything, but you're going to cry."
"I'm sorry." Ronan felt very guilty, "I really can't remember..." She felt very irresponsible.
Those people were very kind to her, but she didn't remember anything.
Huarong sniffed, then looked at ronanchu's face. Her smile stopped. She raised her hand and gently touched her small face. Then she hugged her quietly: "ChuChu, you must be better. A lot of people, a lot of people are waiting for you to come back. Not only me, your family, your friends, but also And Fu Tingyuan. They have been waiting for you for a long time. Don't forget it all the time, or I'll... " She shook her head. "He won't be able to hold on to the courtyard. He's very tired, you know? He really can't hold on for you I can't help him in the world. It's always been like this You are the one in the world who walks into his heart
Luonan was held by her. She didn't understand Hua Rong's words, but she also knew that Fu Tingyuan was very important It's important
She thought of last night, he came in silently, silently holding her hand and sleeping beside her bed. She was inexplicably astringent.
"He..." Ronan initially looked at her blankly, "who is he?"
"Didn't he tell you?"
Ronan shook his head: "he seems I don't really want to tell me. "
Huarong slender eyebrow heart gently twisted up, seems to be some tangled like, looking at her.
Luonan thought at first that she might be hesitating whether to tell her behind Fu Tingyuan's back.
She did not urge, so quietly waiting for her to prepare for thinking.
Until Huarong sighed and said to her, "he is the father of your child."
Ronan was stunned.
Hua's face was complicated. She didn't know about Ji Qingcheng, nor did she know the reason why Fu Tingyuan concealed his identity. She pursed her lips and explained to Luo Nanchu: "you were very kind. After you had an accident, Tingyuan couldn't be happy. Fortunately you're back. You don't know what he's been like in those three months. "
"He..." Ronan opened his eyes. "Is he the father of my child?"
Huarong doesn't know how to answer her. The child's life experience is too complicated. She doesn't know what Fu Tingyuan plans to do.
At the same time, I feel regret for a moment. If I say the truth rashly, what consequences will it cause.
She hoped that Luonan could treat Fu Tingyuan better. At least, she would not be so unfamiliar with strangers. It was really too cruel to treat him like that.
Ronan began to close his lips, did not speak again, drooping his eyes, small face did not know what was thinking.
Fu Tingyuan dealt with the morning's documents and sent them to Yan Qingfeng. After that, he came down from the upstairs.
Luonanchu and Huarong are sitting on the sofa. They are eating blueberry cake.
The friendship between women is really fast. He took Ronan to have a western meal at the beginning, and then brought her back to settle down. He did not see her being so warm to him.
On the contrary, Huarong came to sit for a while, and the two were on.