Kiss 101 times: Surrogate wife marry one get one free

He had thought about this decision before, but too many things happened at that time, whether it was him or Zheng Xichen, and now, he finally decided to make it a reality.

He wants to marry Zheng Xichen.

This is by no means just wanting a home, he may really like Zheng Xichen and wants to give her a home so that Quan Guo can be with his real mother.

Of course, the most important thing is to give himself a chance. Yan Yi has been in his heart for too long, and now he finally wants to let go. He only hopes that he will never see each other again. That way...everything he does It was in vain.

And all these considerations, and the reason why he made this decision, was because of a friend.

After walking out of the room, Quan Ye felt a little annoyed because of Zheng Xichen's decision to talk to Lin Zifeng.

A little upset and impatient, Quan Ye's thoughts drifted inside unconsciously. Unfortunately, the sound insulation effect of the walls in this hospital's ward is so good that Quan Ye, who is very hard of hearing, can only vaguely hear it. To some content, and not very clear.

"Xichen, we... get back together..."

It was Lin Zifeng's voice, Quan Ye's heart tightened, and he subconsciously pursed his beautifully curved lips, a little nervous about Zheng Xichen's reaction.

Zheng Xichen had rejected him because of Lin Zifeng before, and now that Lin Zifeng came to her specifically, she might be very happy, right?

If she really agreed to Lin Zifeng's reunion, what should he do, and what should Quan Guo do?
Quan Ye's eyes darkened, and before he could think about the countermeasures, he heard Zheng Xichen's voice, a gentle and imperceptible sigh.

"Lin Zifeng, we..."

What the hell did she say!Quan Ye felt a little anxious inexplicably. He quickly stroked his hair with his hands before continuing to listen. Of course, the people around him couldn't tell that he was restless.

"...Could that man give you a sense of security? He's just playing with you..."

Lin Zifeng, this villain, Quan Ye tensed his cheeks in anger, and clenched his fists several times, but he held it back with his amazing willpower. What's more, if he rushes in now, one is not very good-looking, and the other is Yes... In fact, he also wanted to see what he looked like in Zheng Xichen's eyes. "

"I do not understand what you're saying."

It was Zheng Xichen's flustered voice, which made Quan Ye wonder what Lin Zifeng said to make Zheng Xichen so flustered.

Soon he had an answer.

"I don't understand...Zheng Xichen, Zheng Xichen, do you think I really don't know that you are a surrogate for money? I used to..."

It turned out to be like this, Quan Ye knew everything when he heard the word surrogacy, and felt a little dazed.

Before finding a surrogate to save Yan Yi, the birth of Quan Guo was really an accident for him. At that time, he never thought about what a child meant to him. He only thought that if he could save Yan Yi, then he would It's not that he doesn't have money, it's just a child, he can afford it no matter what.

But after Quan Guo grew up, he gradually had a different feeling for this child.

He is not a thing, but a living child. He can cry, make trouble, and call him "Daddy" with a sweet smile, which makes him feel a kind of warmth. There is someone like him in this world. People of the same blood, his family.

This realization made him feel uneasy and warm.

However, this matter was a trivial matter to him, and he even forgot about the girl who was the surrogate after a few days, but he never imagined that this matter would have such a big impact on Zheng Xichen, It even affected her life.

"Enough! Do you think everyone is the same as you? Just because you care about it doesn't mean others do. Why do you still say these things to hurt me now? Wasn't it enough to hurt me then?"

There was a hint of sadness in Zheng Xichen's roar, which clearly reached Quan Ye's ears, making Quan Ye burn with anger again, but he was waiting, he must not rush in like this.

If Zheng Xichen and Lin Zifeng don't make a break, then Lin Zifeng will not let go, and he has no position to teach Lin Zifeng, as long as Zheng Xichen speaks, then he will strike Lin Zifeng mercilessly , A dark light flashed across Quan Ye's eyes, making people daunting.

Just as Quan Ye continued to listen to the movement in the room, there was a burst of unidentifiable footsteps in the aisle, and then a capable man in an expensive suit slowly walked up to Quan Ye, smiling at him Greeting: "Hey, Mr. Quan, will your national defense body also come to the hospital?"

The man was holding a briefcase, and he looked as if he was in a hurry, but his attitude was very natural, and he didn't feel embarrassed or unnatural when facing Quan Ye, who was so air-conditioned, because he was really used to it.

To be honest, although he and Quan Ye are not friends since childhood, their relationship is better than ordinary friends. That's why he dared to talk to Quan Ye so naturally. You must know that Quan Ye is not very good at ordinary times. He is willing to listen to what people say.

Quan Ye raised his head and glanced at him, and then continued to listen to the movement in the room with disinterestedness. Unfortunately, because he missed a sentence or two, Quan Ye was already a bit reluctant to continue listening to the topic inside, so He had no choice but to tighten his cheeks, and looked at the person with some impatience.

Of course, ordinary people can't see these small emotions under his iceberg face, so the visitor continued to speak naturally, without any embarrassment at Quan Ye's atmosphere of concentrating on thinking about things and ignoring him. Of course, it may be him The psychological quality is excellent.

"Why, the mood is so low, the person inside is... I don't know if I can meet." The man asked teasingly.

Quan Ye gave him a warning look, as if telling him not to ask more questions, and then asked, "What are you doing in the hospital?"

"...My wife is sick, and I happen to be living in this hospital. I just went to see her. You know, we really don't have much free time in this line of work." The man smiled helplessly. , It's just that the smile is a little forced and sad.

Quan Ye was stunned, and said in a low voice: "Sorry." Looking at the man's appearance, it was obvious that his wife's situation was not very optimistic.

The man sighed again: "Before, I always felt that life was very long, and she could wait for me for a few more years, so the marriage has been delayed. This is what I regret the most now. I didn't give her much time, which is pitiful. , but she gave her whole life to me, but her life is too short."

As he said that, tears flickered in the eyes of the seven-foot man, but they didn't flow out, as if trying to hold back.

Quan Ye listened intently, which was rare, and quietly did not disturb, but lowered his head slightly.

"Quan Ye, stop living in Yan Yi's shadow, and cherish the people in front of you." Finally, seeing that Quan Ye still didn't speak, the man shook his head with a helpless smile, waved and left.

And Quan Ye, who was leaning against the wall, pursed his lips, slowly clenched his fingers tightly, and a faint light flashed across his eyes.

Is he really going to continue to wait for Yan Yi?

He waited for so many years, Yan Yi has become a kind of obsession of his, and sometimes he dreams back at midnight, he can't even remember Yan Yi's appearance, her voice, Yan Yi has become a faint shadow in his heart, Maybe I seldom think of it, but I will never forget that she is like a cloud under the sky, sometimes faintly visible, sometimes covering the moon.

Yan Yi's shadow has weighed on his heart since the day she left, making him breathless.

This feeling is both a blessing and a burden to him.

He felt that he should have no way to fall in love with others.

He thought that this kind of life would last forever --- he waited for Yan Yi with Quan Guo, Yan Yi might come, maybe she wouldn't, anyway, he didn't have anyone he could like, so why not wait for her?
But the appearance of a person broke the situation.

Zheng Xichen, she is completely different from Yan Yi. Yan Yi is a very particular lady. Her food, clothing, housing and transportation are all the best, and she has the highest demands on herself. Her words and deeds seem to be carefully planned. Consideration, every move, is pleasing to the eye.She is like a pruned rose, full of charm and beauty.

And Zheng Xichen grew up in a hard life. She has suffered in this world, but she has never indulged in it. She has always been like a little sun, warming her with her own heat. Indifferent people.

The sun is bright but not dazzling, it is the light source of the cloudy sky, and it is a pleasing scenery, piercing through the layers of heavy shadows in Quan Ye's heart, allowing his heart to see the light again.

Quan Ye saw what she did, and when Quan Ye wasn't paying attention, Zheng Xichen quietly moved into his life. From then on, the villa was filled with her bright and bright smile, making him Quan Ye, who doesn't like to go home, also feels relieved.

When Quan Ye slowly began to think of Zheng Xichen, when his heart would cry and laugh with Zheng Xichen, he faintly realized that he might like Zheng Xichen.

He didn't want to believe his guess, but it became more and more obvious that he couldn't hide his intentions. Would he really insist on it?

The words of his friend just now seemed to wake him up. The words cherish in front of him were like a sharp steel needle, piercing through his layers of defense and reaching his heart.

Marry Zheng Xichen, this sentence seems to be a curse, making him confused and looking forward to it.

In the end, he decided that he must marry Zheng Xichen!

At this time, the conversation inside was coming to an end, as Quan Ye expected, he heard Zheng Xichen's voice.

"Lin Zifeng, let's break up!"

Quan Ye smiled indistinctly, making the nurses passing by dizzy for a while, almost staring at him and drooling.

After getting the answer he wanted, Quan Ye tugged at the neckline with the bow tie proudly, waiting for them to end the conversation.