A quarter past eight in the evening, in the luxury ward.

Night Yufan thinks he has made Ji Jingan lie down in the hospital. He feels sorry. He feeds Ji Jingan dinner and cleans him.

Like a hard-working wife, take care of her husband considerately.

The idea suddenly flashed through his mind. He was so frightened that ye Yufan almost slipped the cup in his hand to the ground.

Is she still thinking of marrying Ji Jing'an?

"What are you thinking?"

Jijing is leaning against the head of the bed, drinking tea with yeyufan's little hand, and enjoying all kinds of care from this silly woman.

Suddenly I saw her shaking, as if frightened, and couldn't help asking.

"No, nothing."

When Ji Jingan finished drinking more than half a cup of tea, ye Yufan turned and moved his feet, put the cup on the tea table, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, sat on the sofa with two soft legs, took a magazine and read it casually.

When the four characters "daily finance and economics" on the cover were scanned, his face was stunned.

The man was injured and didn't forget to pay close attention to the financial news. No wonder his worth and assets can reach a height that ordinary people can't reach.

Think about it carefully. He didn't do anything to her except that he used improper conspiracy against her when he could get her divorced as soon as possible. Compared with Chen Zifeng, who wanted to give himself to Niulang, he was a saint.

Night Yufan sighed quietly.

With her current mood change, she will forgive him sooner or later.

Ji Jingan picked up the office tablet computer that Fang Tong got from the company. After starting, he glanced at the important copy and report forms. He found that there was no big problem, and soon lost interest. His heavy eyes focused on ye Yufan curled up in the sofa.

She bent her legs, put her beautiful and small face on it, flipped through the financial magazine in her hand at each eye, stared at the black words on it, but her eyes were in a trance and distracted.

After taking a bath in the evening, ye Yufan changed a set of T-shirts and shorts. The T-shirt was short, revealing a soft, snow-white waist. It flashed brightly in jijing'an's black eyes, gradually igniting the man's uncontrollable longing.

"Come and sleep with me! Si Jia said that if you are in a good mood, the wound will recover faster."

Night Yufan is frowning and trying to study the meaning of black words in the magazine. Suddenly, a man's low magnetic voice comes to her ears, which makes her little hand shake.

Looked up.

I was running into the line of sight of the man's pen. It was deep and dark. A small figure was reflected in the pupils of my eyes, as if there was only one her at the top of my eyebrows and heart.

His eyes were direct and burning. Two red clouds flew up on ye Yufan's cheeks, lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "did Dr. Gu really say such words? Why didn't I hear them?"

"Before he left, he told me that you are my woman. I'll tell you now. It's the same."

The man frowned slightly, with a natural meaning in his tone.

Uh

There seems to be nothing wrong with what he said.

Yeyufan's brain is running fast. Only he recovers quickly. She doesn't have to come to the hospital to serve him every day. She can go home and spend a quiet little day with her baby daughter.

As a result, ye Yufan didn't have a lot of resistance to sleeping with Ji Jingan.

She threw away the magazine in her hand, stepped on her slippers and walked to the bedside. She carefully climbed from him to the inside. Just lying down, the man also lay down. Jun's face was as calm as water. "Turn over and massage your muscles and bones."

Night Yufan glanced at his lower body wrapped in white zongzi with a black line on his face and said in confusion, "can you do it? I'm not tired, just rest for one night."

The man licked his thin lip and said, "as long as you're comfortable, you can't do it."

Seeing the man's solemn and handsome face in front of him, he said meat words solemnly. Yeyufan really didn't know what to say. He simply turned over happily and turned his slender back to him, and his eyes were out of sight.

Soon, yeyufan noticed that the man's big hands were covering her waist and massaged slowly and warm with moderate strength.

After a whole day, she was exhausted. Her waist and limbs were very sore. Suddenly, she was pinched gently and forcefully by Jing'an, and her physical and mental fatigue dissipated a lot in an instant.

"Well... A little lower on the left, right, right, that's it. Press it for a while..."

Yeyufan was so comfortable that he couldn't help giving orders to him softly. Before long, he fell into a sweet sleep.

At nearly half past eleven, a man who worked as a masseuse held a silly woman with a quiet face on his side in his arms and smiled happily.

With this progress, we will soon be able to hold the beauty back.

In the secret villa where Han Yuanchuan went in and out at noon, a beautiful woman walked out of the children's room, stood on the balcony, looked up at the waning moon in the sky, and the tears from the corners of her eyes fell on the floor with the suppressed cry.

In a brightly decorated room in the black market, she was pressed down by several fat and vulgar old men. When she saw Han Yuanchuan, she was very happy and ashamed of herself. She was willing to be an ox and horse for the only man she loved all her life.

Even if she was only his mistress who didn't see the light, she recognized it.

But Yan Baixin never thought that Han Yuanchuan spent a lot of money to get her out of the black market just to ask her to raise a newborn baby and ask her to act as a nanny.

She wept quietly on the balcony for a while. Yan Baixin stroked the imported granite railing with her fingers. It was cold wherever her fingers reached.

Mo Yurou deeply loves jijing'an, and finally ends up in vain. She is heartbroken and leaves country m. It is said that if she dares to return to Tongcheng again, the Mo family's industry will be destroyed by Jijing security department.

She loves Han Yuanchuan deeply. Will she finally get nothing like Mo Yurou?

Yan Baixin closed her eyes and knew that she was very persistent in her feelings. She didn't admit defeat when she hit the south wall.

One day, she will be destroyed in this persistence.

But she doesn't regret it!

As long as she can get Han Yuanchuan's love, even for only one day, she will be satisfied.

The cell phone in my hand suddenly rang.

Yan Baixin reacted and pressed the answer button. At the other end of the phone, a furious male voice filled her eardrums, "Shameless thing, why don't you die? Do you think Han Yuanchuan will fall in love with you when he saves you? Don't dream. If he wants to fall in love with you, he would have married you into the Han family, and won't wait until now. If you still estimate our Yan Family's face, go to die quickly. On the contrary, your mother and I will not give birth to your daughter, die early and exceed life."

"Don't worry, even if I die, I won't go back, so as not to dirty your Yan family."

Listening to her father's scolding, Yan Baixin hung up the phone and covered her mouth with her hand. Her tears couldn't stop falling down.

Since she was rejected by the Yan Family and came to the end of the mountain and water, why didn't she fight for herself?

Han Yuanchuan can only belong to her, dead or alive!

After the tears were dried by the wind, Yan Baixin raised her head and stared at the waning moon, with a cold smile.