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Her hope is not the same as his

"If apologies can be forced, then I want teacher to apologize to Yihan right now. What do you think, teacher?" Ye Daoming continued.

… ….

Yihan who was initially glued to his mother's body suddenly stiffened, then became even more gluey. His little head desperately rubbed against Qin Yuanyuan's chest, obviously wanting to divert his mother's attention.

Unfortunately, Qin Yuanyuan was already immune to her son's tricks. Pulling her out of her embrace, she glared at her: "Yihan!"

Hearing his mother's drawling, the little guy immediately knew that his mother was not easy to fool. Thus, he could only reply honestly, "It's a fight." That was why he was injured.

"Fight?" Qin Yuanyuan was stunned. Why didn't the school inform her about this?

"It was a fight with the other children in the kindergarten." Ye Daoming walked forward and said: "I happened to be over there today because of something. I saw it, and have already brought him to the hospital for a look.

When Qin Yuanyuan heard this, she calmed down slightly. "Thank you, how much is the medical expenses, I …"

Just as she was about to take out her wallet to pay for her son's medical expenses, Ye Daoming had already spoken first: "There's no need for the medical expenses. To me, Yihan's safety, is more important than anything." He paused for a moment. "Do you really have to cut off all ties with me?"

These words were good words, but they gave off a strange feeling to those who heard them. If Qin Yuanyuan insisted on giving it up, it would seem a little unreasonable. Without much thought, she lowered her head and said to her son: "Next time, you can't fight with other children, do you understand?"

"But Yihan isn't wrong!" The little guy didn't answer or say anything, but on the contrary, he declared that he was fighting correctly.

Qin Yuanyuan frowned: "It doesn't matter if it's wrong or not, we cannot fight!"

The little fellow pursed its lips as a layer of grievance appeared in its eyes.

"Why don't we stay for a meal?" Ye Daoming hoped so.

"No, I will bring Yihan back first." Qin Yuanyuan tactfully rejected, "I'll definitely treat you next time I'm free."

"I'll send you in." Ye Daoming said, and then, as if he had noticed the worry on Qin Yuanyuan's face, he chuckled: "Don't worry, I will only send you to the door, I won't go in. That's why I won't meet with Lu Ziyi. "

Qin Yuanyuan was indeed a little afraid that Ye Daoming and Lu Ziyi would clash again. At that time, the atmosphere would be awkward again.

Carrying Yihan, Ye Daoming walked towards the entrance of the villa with Qin Yuanyuan: "How is the search going?" he asked casually.

Qin Yuanyuan, however, did not answer straightforwardly like in the past. Instead, she remained silent.

He turned to look at her. "Or have you gotten used to this life?" And the remaining half of the sentence, if he did not finish, was it that she had already accepted Lu Ziyi once again?

Every time he thought of how she and Lu Ziyi could live together, he felt a sense of fear and worry. He was afraid that she would fall in love with Lu Ziyi again and that she would decide to go back to that man's side.

After all, Yihan was Lu Ziyi's son. This point, no matter how he viewed Yihan as his own son, no matter how he told himself Yuanyuan had stopped loving him, could not be changed.

This was an unstoppable bond between Yuanyuan and herself.

Are you used to it? Was she used to this life? Qin Yuanyuan was a little taken aback. Every morning, when she woke up, she would see Lu Ziyi's face, and at night, before she went to sleep and closed her eyes, she would also see's face.

Even though they were smiling at each other when they were sleeping, his breath felt like it was surrounding her, making her feel his presence all the time.

At times, when the body was moving, it would occasionally rub against each other.

"Nope." Qin Yuanyuan answered, but only she knew her heart, or perhaps even she did not know her own heart … What do you want?

Ye Daoming's expression darkened slightly. If she was still in France, she would definitely deny it quickly, right? But the current her, even though she was denying it, that moment of hesitation before denying told him that she was shaking.

It was only a dozen or so steps from the place where he had alighted to the door. When they reached the door, Qin Yuanyuan took Yihan from Ye Daoming's hands. Only, Ye Daoming did not push the door open.

His body suddenly bent as he leaned close to her and said softly, "Every time I see you walk in here, I feel uneasy. I'm very afraid that you will always be like this. You will always be here. You will sink in again. You won't be able to come out."

"Senior..." Qin Yuanyuan suddenly raised his head and said seriously to the man in front of him: "It seems unknowingly, every time I face difficulties, you will always help me. I am truly grateful and really want to repay you, so, I also don't want you to be injured and waste any more time on me."

"Are you afraid I'll get hurt?" He mocked himself. Had he really been helping her without selfish motives?

Last time, he still hid Yihan and wanted her to leave. The only thing he wanted her to do was to get her to his side.

"Yes, afraid." For one to have helped her so much, and even to be able to live with Yihan now, it was all thanks to him. How could she not be afraid that he would get hurt. After all these years of helping him and getting along with him, she had already treated him as an important friend. She hoped that he would be safe and that he would be able to find his own happiness.

Even though, perhaps, her hope was not the same as his.

"It doesn't matter if I sink back in again, or if I can't get out, I won't fall in love with you, Ye Daoming." Qin Yuanyuan took a deep breath, "I never felt that emotions were something that could be repaid. If I could, then I would definitely repay them."

In that case, it would be a form of blasphemy to him, "If I could fall in love with you, then these four years would be enough for me to fall in love with you. But I only regard you as my important friend, I don't …"

His fingers pressed against her lips, preventing her from uttering the last three words. Because those three words were like hope that could shatter all of his hopes.