Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

The ward was silent, and Huo Dashao's whisper seemed to be heard only by the two of them.

Han Yanran stood by the window outside the ward, looking at the two people inside.

"Tell me, two people who are obviously very good, why are they finally together, and why are they still suffering so much?"

Is it really hard work?

"She'll be fine." Ji Ziyang was expressionless, but he said this very firmly.

The doctor checked and didn't say anything else. They just had to wait for Jiang Muyu to wake up.

Han Yanran's eyes moved, "Ji Ziyang, let me ask you a question."

"Say!"

"If it's me who's lying on the hospital bed, and I'm the one who's unconscious, and it happened at our wedding, will you stay by my side like this?" She said casually, With some anticipation, she turned her head and looked at him beside her.

"..."

Ji Ziyang was silent and didn't answer, he didn't know how to answer this question.

Seeing his silence, she suddenly understood what he meant.

The corners of her lips moved, and a slightly embarrassing arc was drawn, "Ji Ziyang, it seems that I have confessed a hundred times... there is no way to achieve it."

"……I have no idea."

Ji Ziyang turned his head to look at her, and gave four words, which seemed to be the answer to the previous question.

A slow answer.

Han Yanran stood there blankly, looking closely into his eyes.

"I can't imagine, if I really choose to be with you and hold a wedding, what kind of feelings I will have for you at that time...so I don't know."

What he said was very real, and it really made people feel a little dumbfounded.

"Can't you just say a few nice words to coax me, how boring?" Han Yanran turned her eyes away and said something in a muffled voice.

"..."

Ji Ziyang was silent, his eyes returned to the ward, and his palms were tightly clenched.

He really wanted to be by her side in an open and aboveboard manner, but it's a pity that the current him doesn't have that qualification.

"Hey, Ji Ziyang." Han Yanran called him suddenly, "Have you ever regretted it? I heard Mu Yu mention that when she was hesitant to return to China, you made her decide to come back. Now... Do you regret it?"

Ji Ziyang's pupils constricted.

There was a frightening low air pressure all over his body, and he fixed his eyes on the sleeping face on the hospital bed.

Do you regret it?
He moved his lips, but this time he didn't answer.

……

"It's time for you to get up and have breakfast. I asked my family to prepare something you like."

"The wedding was completed very well. Although you were lazy and fell asleep in the end, you were still the most beautiful bride that day."

"Little one..."

His fingers held her hands tightly with his body temperature, as if they could warm her skin and wake her up immediately.

Xiaoyi, when will you wake up?
Huo Beicheng bent his fingers, raised them, and gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips.

From the day he brought her back to Huo's house, he knew that he was destined to be led by her for the rest of his life.

The little girl with a helpless and frightened face on the side of the street has grown into a beautiful big girl who stands by his side and can hold his hand.

The moment I saw her fall...

What filled his heart was an unprecedented fear. He knew that he had already fallen, but after he had it, he was even more afraid of losing it.

Xiaoyi, do you know?

I love you from the first moment I saw you.