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Wife, you're so beautiful

Qi Ye was in the front line buying coffee. Wen Liang never thought that he would be hit by someone from a foreign land. Furthermore, the person who tried to hit on him was a rather handsome young man. Literature red plaid shirt, unruly lazy view of the hair, a pair of rimless glasses set a pair of enchanting light brown pupils to a particularly deep.

The moment he sat down across from Wen Liang, he greeted him in fluent Korean. Wen Liang could only understand the meaning of 'hello'.

"Photographic model?" She smiled as she looked at her attire and figure. No matter what, it should not meet the requirements of a photographic model!

The young man nodded. "Yes, you are very beautiful."

"I also think my wife is very beautiful." A low, strained voice came from behind him.

Wen Liang turned his head and saw Mr. Qi holding two cups of coffee, smiling as he walked to her side and sat down, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

When the youth saw this, he instantly felt his pupils dilate by one fold. He looked at Wen Liang with wide eyes and asked, "My God, is this your husband?"

Seeing the young man's expression, it was as if he wanted to eat her husband …

"Yes, my husband." She smiled and kissed Mr. Qi's face.

The young man pointed the camera at the two of them. Although he wanted to press the shutter button, he still asked politely: "Can I take a picture with you two? I think I can win the prize at the photography exhibition! "

Mr. Qi was a person who paid a lot of attention to privacy, so in the end, he still rejected the hot-blooded young man.

Even after they got into the car, Wen Liang still couldn't help but smile.

"So happy?" The man was merely holding the steering wheel. It was just a simple movement, but it gave Wen Liang the feeling that the man was strategizing.

She happily nodded. "Of course I'm happy. Didn't you hear that young man praise me as pretty just now?"

"Wife, you're so beautiful."

The sudden praise caused the smile on Wen Liang's face to freeze.

The man smiled and asked her, "What? I'm not happy if I praise you, but I am sincere. "

"Wait, stop the car!" Wen Liang suddenly pulled on Qi Ye's arm. Seeing that the little lady was looking so serious, Qi Ye quickly stopped the car.

He saw Wen Liang open the car door and run out.

Qi Ye also frowned and quickly got off the carriage. He saw Wen Liang run to a pregnant woman and squat down, the pregnant woman had already collapsed on the road. Seeing that someone was coming over, she used all her strength to grab onto Wen Liang's arm, and spoke in a weak voice: "Help, help me, help me out, help me out."

He never thought that he would meet a pregnant woman on his way here. Wen Liang looked at the blood that was seeping out from between her legs, and her eyes immediately turned red, as she suddenly thought of the day he produced the amniotic fluid many years ago, when Qi Ye was right beside her. He couldn't wait to get in the car, and send him to the hospital.

She didn't want to remember what happened after that. Instead, he reached out his hands to hold Qi Ye back, "Quickly send her to the hospital!"

Life was hanging in the sky. Although Qi Ye wasn't an nosy person, but he still acted in a warm manner and carried the woman straight to the car.

Wen Liang quickly pulled open the back seat and waited for Qi Ye to send the pregnant woman up before sitting on top of the seat after her.

Qi Ye lost the navigation tool and looked for the nearest hospital. He comforted the pregnant woman and said, "It's fine, let's go to the hospital now."

In desperation, she spoke a series of Chinese words. Without caring if the woman understood or not, she asked, "How many months has the baby been?"

He didn't expect the woman to understand, so he replied her in Chinese, "Eight … "It's been over eight months."

It had only been seven months, how could such a thing happen?

"Soon, we will be at the hospital soon..." Wen Liang grabbed the pregnant woman's hand and let her scratch the skin on the back of his hand.

Qi Ye drove the car all the way to the entrance of the hospital, and the doctor quickly rushed the patient into the delivery room. Both Wen Liang and Qi Ye were drenched in blood as they stood at the entrance of the operation room. Wen Liang was accompanying the pregnant woman in the back seat, while Qi Ye was holding her because he was pregnant.

The heart-wrenching screams of a parturient could be heard from inside, causing Wen Liang to unconsciously think back to the night when he gave birth to Zhifei.

She sat in the chair, her whole body shaking.

Qi Ye grabbed her hand and accompanied her to sit.

The doctor ran out and asked, "Are you family members of a pregnant woman?"

Qi Ye shook his head and the doctor quickly replied: "Contact the patient's family!"

Wen Liang's hand was holding the woman's mobile phone, which was now covered in blood. Trembling, she handed the phone to the doctor. Fortunately, the phone did not have a password, so the doctor quickly found an emergency contact person and dialed the number.

The patient's family hadn't arrived yet, and the pregnant woman had lost too much blood.

This scene was very similar to the one he had experienced in the past. It was difficult for Wen Liang to breathe. Qi Ye gently embraced the woman's shoulder. He knew that she had probably thought of her past self, and gently whispered into her ear: "Warm, I'm here."

Hearing this familiar voice from the Qi Thirteen, the warm memories came back to him. The nurse took the bag of blood and entered the operation room. She grabbed Qi Ye's hand and looked at him with her red eyes: "I heard you … When I was giving birth to Zhifei, I heard it too … I heard the dean say that the hospital's blood bank was in a hurry. He said that Yue Lan and I had the same blood type, and she said that the child can only protect one … You said … save Yue Lan... "

This matter was like a secret locked up in a chamber. Although the two of them had been together for a long time, no matter who it was, they had never taken the initiative to mention that night. At most, he would mention it when he was complaining, but he had never said it in such a serious manner. That night, the torrential storm was like a devil that could devour everything. No one had the courage to tear apart the devil's veil …

In the end, she took the initiative to mention this matter.

Qi Ye stretched out his hand, pressing the woman's head against his shoulder. After using a bit of strength in his fingers, he softly said to her, "What you heard, was what I deliberately wanted you to hear … At that time, Murong He was also there and he was the one who saved Zhifei and you … "

Before Qi Ye could finish his words, a somewhat familiar figure stumbled towards the operation room. Taking a closer look, it was the cameraman Wen Liang and Qi Ye met at the coffee shop before. He had unrestrained golden hair and brown eyes.

"Where is he? How is she? " he asked anxiously, tugging at the nurse's arm.

The nurse frowned in pain, "It's all thanks to those two people who brought the mother to the hospital in time. Although the child was less than a month old, the mother and child are still safe. Congratulations, father. It's a girl. "

"No, that's my sister!" The young man awkwardly explained to the nurse. Finally, a stone fell from his mind, "It's good that you're safe, it's good that you're safe!"

When he turned his head, he was just about to thank his benefactors when he realized it was Qi Ye and Wen Liang. He couldn't help but laugh out loud and marvel at their fate.

It was only afterwards that Wen Liang found out that the young man's name was Taylor Hoult. His sister's name was Ai Ma, and because Ai Ma's husband happened to be on business in China, she had an appointment with Taylor today. Who knew that an accident would happen after a fall?

He didn't expect that he would have the chance to meet Wen Liang and Qi Ye, so that mother and son would be safe. Ai Ma who had just woken up could not express her gratitude with words. She said that her husband was also Chinese. After learning that Wen Liang had once used the name Wen, she excitedly asked her, "Can I also call my baby Wen by the name Wen? You are our savior. "

Naturally, Wen Liang didn't have any objections. He smiled and nodded before asking, "What is your husband's surname?"

"Qiu Jiayan, my husband is called Qiu Jiayan." Ai Ma laughed. When he mentioned her husband, the corners of his eyes curled up.

When Wen Liang thought about it carefully, her husband's surname was Qiu. If her daughter gave her the name Wen, then that would be … Qiu Wen?

This name … It was really hard for Wen Liang to look straight into his eyes, and even Qi Ye could not maintain his cold and aloof attitude when he heard it. He could not help but laugh, "The name Qiu Wen is not suitable for Chinese people."

Ai Ma did not quite understand, she only laughed and said: "Then can I trouble benefactor to think of a suitable Chinese name for my child? I think her English name should be Hope. "

Hope!

It was an excellent allegory.

Since the English name was a hope, he thought, "Jussi! That was also the meaning of hope. "Okay?"

"Xi Xi?" Taylor laughed and reached out to hold the little guy's wrinkled hand. He laughed and said, "From now on, your name is Xi Xi Xi. MylittleHope. "

"Can I hug her?" Wen Liang felt his heart melt as he looked at this ugly little fellow.

Ai Ma nodded her head: "Of course!"

Wen Liang reached out to hug the child, but Qi Ye's phone suddenly rang. When he answered the phone, he heard Eric's voice: "Young master, Miss Yue Chan is injured, we are currently in the hospital …."

"Is it serious?" Qi Ye asked.

And then there was Eric's reply …