Chapter 452

Si Minghan gently stirred the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the bowl with a spoon. He said with a smile, "don't go to Wendy."

"I can't let him continue to hurt Zimo."

"As long as you don't leave Vancouver, no one can hurt him." He said slowly, "I promise."

Ann's mind flashed some ideas, but they disappeared before she caught them.

"If your guarantee is useful, then Zimo will not suddenly get sick in a city." Ann stares at smingham, word by word, "if you just cheat me, then Wendy can continue to blackmail me with Zimo."

Si Minghan took the porridge and spoon it to Ann's mouth. She turned her head coldly: "you go, I don't want to see you."

"In your heart, which is important between Huo tingshen and Zimo?" Siminghan insisted on holding the spoon, "do you really want to give up your son for huotingshen?"

Ann's heart shrinks. If her eyes can turn into a knife, she really wants to open his heart and see what he is thinking.

"My husband, my son, these are my family's affairs. What does it have to do with you?" Ann gritted her teeth. "I've always regarded you as my friend. I didn't expect you to do this to me."

Si Minghan frowned slightly: "Cen, I haven't changed all the time, what has changed is you."

They are in a stalemate. Ann turns her head to eat a piece of preserved egg porridge. She can't starve herself. She has to eat to accumulate strength. Only in this way can she get rid of siminghan.

And now the elder sister and elder brother are in Vancouver, she is not without hope.

"That's right." Siminghan satisfied smile, "eat well, continue to be Windsor designer, your life is smooth."

No matter what he said, Ann always eat with a cold face, mouthful by mouthful, every mouthful is that she is accumulating strength for herself.

For the next few days, siminghan fed Ann like this. There was no communication between them. No matter what siminghan said, Ann kept silent.

On the fifth day, smingham fed Ann dinner and turned to leave. Ann lay on the bed. She heard smingham calling from the living room, then the door opened and closed, and then the car started and left the yard.

She knew that her chance had come.

Ann moved herself hard and tried to reach the drawer of the bedside table with her head, but she didn't have any strength in her body and couldn't move much for a long time. Instead, she was tired and sweating.

"It can't go on like this..." Ann bit her lip.

I don't know when Smith will be back. She must hurry.

An Jiebai's teeth bite hard on her lips. She has been with Chen Lan for so long. When she knows that there is medicine in her body, she can release blood properly, which can make the pain stimulate her feelings and let the medicine flow out of her blood.

There is a plate of fruit on the bedside table with a fruit knife on it.

Wrapped in the quilt, she turned over and fell to the ground with a "puff" sound. At the same time, she overturned the fruit plate and dropped the fruit knife in her hand.

"Ann, you can't give up!" Ann encouraged herself. She rubbed her arm against the fruit knife and scratched it hard. The sharp pain made her take a breath of cold air. Watching the red blood flow out of her arm, she breathed a sigh of relief. "I hope this method will work."

I don't know how long after that, when Ann felt that the room was full of blood, she tried to move her limbs, and her surprise eyes lit up: she could move.

Although she is still very weak, Ann still stands up slowly with the support of the bed. Her mobile phone is on the sofa in the living room. She wants to call her elder sister first, and then go out with Zimo in her arms, trying to leave before siminghan comes back.

"Click."

All of a sudden, she heard the sound of opening the door, followed by the sound of hasty footsteps. She felt at ease. No, he came back.

As soon as her heart crossed, she grabbed the fruit knife on the ground, stepped back two steps, looked at the bedroom door, heard the approaching footsteps, and pointed the tip of the fruit knife to her neck.

The door opened from the outside, and an Leng said, "let me and Zimo come here, or I will die here now!"

"Small!"

An Yizheng, the fruit knife in his hand fell to the ground, shaking his lips: "court, court deep."

Huo tingshen rushed over in three steps and two steps, hugged an in his arms and said in a deep voice, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"Zimo, Zimo is in the next bedroom." Ann leaned against horting, grabbed his clothes and said eagerly, "take him with you. He's our child!"

Because she had lied before, she was worried that he would not believe her.

"I shouldn't have lied to you, he is really our child!"

Huo Ting hugged the person in his arms, and his voice was hoarse: "I know, I know."

"Young master, let's get out of here as soon as possible." Cosine came with Zimo in her arms.

See the son intact by the cosine embrace, an Dangling Heart relaxed, a soft body fainted in the past.

But this time, she was not afraid at all. She knew that Huo tingshen was beside her. He would hold her and guard her.

Huo Ting's eyes were deep. Seeing an holding up, he strode around and left. When the black car left, it was as silent as when it came.

Half an hour later, Huo tingshen took people to mingjingyi's villa: "you first treat her wound!"

"Why are you so embarrassed? Did you do it? " Mingjingyi said while hurried to the guest room, "put her on the bed first, I'll get the medicine box."

Quietly lying in bed, although pale, but the corner of the mouth has been hanging a smile of peace of mind, presumably in Mongolia know Huo Ting deep in the side, no longer feel cold and dark.

"Fortunately, I just scratched my arm." Mingjingyi cleaned the wound for an, wrapped gauze after disinfection, looked back at Huo tingshen, "what's the matter?"

Huo Ting took a deep look at sleeping an and lowered his voice: "when I saw her, she was not in good condition. You'd better test her blood first."

Mingjingyi immediately clear, took just give Ann wipe blood gauze went to his laboratory, left huoting deep guard at the bedside.

"Little, I know you can hear it. It's me." His fingers gently caressed her cheek, gentle action like fear of disturbing her dream, "you sleep at ease, don't be afraid."

He quietly sat next to her, holding her hand that was not injured, and found that she was thinner and thinner than before, which was painful.

"I'll always be by your side."

Ming Yuequn came out of the children's room and saw Huo tingshen come out of the room. Seeing his face was not good, he said in a slow voice, "go to the living room and have a chat."

Huo tingshen's faint "um" gave a sound. They went downstairs one by one and sat on the sofa in the living room.

"Have you seen your son? It's a lovely little thing Ming Yuequn said, "the young general takes good care of his children."

"How much do you know about Wendy?" said horting, his fingers clasped and his face cold

He has already held Zimo. That's him and his little son. Holding him is just like holding him at the beginning. He is so close to his heart and lungs. I wish I could give him all the beautiful things in the world.

It's just a pity that he let the child suffer too much.

"Have your eyes completely recovered?" Ming Yuequn continued to ask, "I'm glad to see you still treat me like this."

Horting frowned deeply: "she's my wife."

For this answer, Ming Yuequn was very satisfied. He put his finger on his knee and said slowly, "Wendy, who became famous 50 years ago, is the most famous designer in Canada, but he is a loner. In recent years, no one has ever seen him."

"Go on." Huo Ting deep frown, "this person is definitely not only a designer, there should be other places we don't know."

Ming Yuequn took a sip of coffee and said, "don't be impatient. Some things need to take their time to be interesting."

Huo Ting deeply narrowed his eyes and exchanged a look with Ming Yuequn in mid air: "if you can't find Wendy's information directly, start from the people around him, such as Si Minghan."

Think of just see an whole body is the appearance of blood, Huo Ting deep Mou son a tight, he won't let off this man.

"I'm awake." Mingjingyi stands on the second floor and shouts, facing Huo tingshen, "you accompany her first, and talk about other things with you later."

Huo Ting nodded deeply, pushed the door in, and Ann was leaning on the head of the bed, looking at him with a smile.

"I thought I was dreaming." She whispered, reaching out her hands to Huo tingshen, "Mr. Huo, give me a hug."

Words just export, eyes moist, nose sour, throat like a group of wet cotton, heart plug of uncomfortable.

"Don't move." Huo tingshen quickly stepped to the bedside, sat on the side of the bed, gently hugged her, smelled the familiar fragrance of her hair, his heart was completely steadfast, "no matter what happens in the future, don't hurt yourself."

God knows, seeing the blood on her arm, his heart seems to stop beating.

"I know." Ann whispered, leaning against huoting's deep arms, she was finally able to say her own apology, "I'm sorry, I always make trouble for you, and I almost hurt you."

Horting took her hand deeply: "fool."

No matter what happened in the past, no matter how many on and off between the two, fortunately, after so many things, they are still together.

"Tell me what happened." Horting kisses her forehead. "I've been looking for you for a long time, but I haven't found you."

Ann trembled and pursed her lips. The past came like a tide.

When she was pregnant with Zimo, she suffered from severe prenatal depression. Coupled with the dispute with Huo tingshen at that time, her mind became narrower and narrower. Finally, she couldn't control herself and ran away from home.

Because Huo tingshen once said that she would take her to see the maple leaf in Canada, so she bought a flight to Vancouver.

"Actually, I left with a bank card." Ann buried her head in huoting's deep arms and said, "I didn't know what happened at that time. I just wanted to stay in a strange city... Sorry."