Chapter 484

Because of his illness, Lin Changqing's voice was weak and polite.

Of course, he knows his daughter and her feelings for Fu Jinghao. She chose to remarry Fu Jinghao for his illness.

If a daughter can really meet a man who loves her, loves her and takes care of her, he will close his eyes even if he dies.

Lin Nanqiao bowed his head and didn't know what to say.

Did you tell your father that she was coerced?

"Let me tell you!" seeing that Lin Nanqiao didn't speak all the time, Ji Xicheng's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He quickly answered and smiled.

"We have been together for a long time, but there was a misunderstanding before, but now the misunderstanding has been solved."

He said, slowly looked down at Lin Nanqiao, squatted down and grasped her hanging hand tightly.

"I love Nanqiao very much."

Lin Nanqiao trembled slightly by his fingertips, glanced at her slightly, and breathed slightly.

"Nanqiao, what about you? Do you love him? Not a while ago, he said he would remarry with Jing Hao?" Lin Changqing looked dignified and turned to Lin Nanqiao.

Lin Nanqiao opened his mouth and still didn't know what to say.

If she doesn't love, she has married Ji Xicheng. Her father will be worried. If she says love, but she said she would marry Fu Jinghao a while ago, which makes her father more worried.

"Whether Nanqiao loves me or not, I love her, and I am confident that I will make her fall in love with me."

"Uncle, we are all married. Don't worry. No matter what happens, I will hold her hand tightly and never let go!"

Without waiting for Lin Nanqiao to speak, Ji Xicheng quickly answered before Lin Nanqiao spoke again, with a firm tone.

Lin Changqing stared at them and sighed helplessly: "buckwheat, dad said that the emotional problem is your own thing. Dad won't ask too much. If you like it, dad has no opinion."

"But... I need to talk to Mr. Ji alone. Go out first!"

Lin Nanqiao opened his mouth and looked up at Lin Changqing, "Dad..."

"Although dad doesn't care, dad must help you check. Be obedient. Go out first!"

"Then I'll help you out to have a rest?" Ji Xicheng looked up at Lin Nanqiao, smiled and said softly, and then slowly stood up and pushed Lin Nanqiao out.

"Will you go back to the ward and wait for me first? I'll talk to my uncle first and we'll go home together later."

Lin Nanqiao was a little flustered, slightly frowned, stretched out his hand and held Ji Xicheng's hand, "you..."

"My father is in poor health. Don't stimulate him."

"Your father is my father. Don't worry. I understand. Don't worry." Ji Xicheng stretched out his hand and said low, Shunlin Nanqiao's black hair.

Lin Nanqiao couldn't help turning his eyes.

When did she say she was worried about him.

imagine oneself as the favourite of one of the opposite sex.

Ji Xicheng pulled his lips and smiled. He bent down and printed a shallow kiss on Lin Nanqiao's forehead.

Then he turned slowly and strode into the ward.

The door slammed shut.

Lin Nanqiao sat by the door. He didn't know how long he sat until the door of the ward was opened again and Jixi City stepped out of it.

She looked up and glanced at Jixi City with a tight face.

The heart "cluttered" for a while, inexplicably nervous, pretended to inadvertently ask, "what did my father tell you?"

Ji Xicheng walked up to Lin Nanqiao and smiled: "are you worried about me?"

"How long have you been waiting here?"

"Are you crazy? How could I worry about you?" Lin Nanqiao panicked in his eyes, blinked slightly, and turned his wheelchair nervously.

Ji Xicheng stepped forward and held the push hand of the wheelchair, "but your expression tells me that you are worried about me."

"Worried about what your father said to me?"

"I said I didn't worry about you." Lin Nanqiao said angrily with cold eyes.

Ji Xicheng didn't care about her, didn't say anything, just pushed her to the parking lot.

Seeing that he had reached the parking lot, Lin Nanqiao frowned fiercely, turned to Jixi City and whispered, "I live in the hospital. Where do you want to push me?"

"Go home." Ji Xicheng said two words faintly, bent down to pick Lin Nanqiao up from the wheelchair, strode to the parking place and put her into the co driver's seat.

Then he took the wheelchair into the trunk, opened the main driver's seat and sat in.

"My injury hasn't healed yet, and I want to take care of my father. You let me down."

"Dad, I've asked Uncle yuan to take care of me." Ji Xicheng raised his eyebrows and said with a low smile, slowly starting the car.

The car was driving on the neon road. Lin Nanqiao's throat was slightly astringent and turned his head out of the window.

She hasn't been out at night for a long time since she had a leg problem in the car accident.

Not to mention watching the night.

Slightly distracted, she soon found that the road they took did not seem to be the way back to Lin's house.

"Where do you want to take me? Didn't you agree to go home?" she turned her head and stared at Jixi City.

Ji Xicheng looked at her with drooping eyes and smiled: "it's home!"

"But I didn't say which home to go back to." Ji Xicheng smiled and slowed down. "Mrs. Ji, I need to remind you that you are married, and the Lin family can only be regarded as your mother's family."

"What's your mother's house? Where are you taking me?" Lin Nanqiao bit his lips and spoke in a flustered voice.

Ji Xicheng smiled and turned the steering wheel. The car stopped at a very classical European villa.

"This is the wedding room I prepared before. Now it can finally be used. I wanted to surprise you after we got the certificate last time, but who knows... But fortunately, it's not too late."

Ji Xicheng turned his head and looked at Lin Nanqiao with burning eyes. His voice drifted away.

Lin Nanqiao listened quietly, slowly lowered his head and thought of what happened that time.

Ji Xicheng took a deep look at her, smiled, pushed the door open, walked down, opened the co driver's seat and held Lin Nanqiao down.

Towards the villa gate.

He pressed his finger on the door lock and the door opened quickly.

Ji Xicheng slapped the living room light on, and the scene in the living room immediately came into Lin Nanqiao's eyes.

Lin Nanqiao swept around and sighed. The design style of the house is all European style she likes.

In addition, a picture of themselves was hung in the middle of the living room, and a few pictures of them were hung behind the sofa. There were many empty picture frames around.

"I was going to wait for us to take wedding photos and hang them all up. We have known each other for so many years. When I was looking for photos, I inexplicably found that there are too few group photos between us." Ji Xicheng gently explained these empty photo frames.