Marriage is exciting: Huo Shao spoils his wife as soon as possible

Huo Jinming knew that these were all done by the oil tycoon, they were all good, and they were not bad for Jian Yao's health.

It's a pity that the tycoon ignored the fact that Ling Yuan was a man, and he got all the things that nourished the blood and nourished the body.

Almost made a big oolong.

After Ling Yuan had eaten, he was recuperating in the hospital. As for his hospitalization and medical expenses, Huo Jinming paid all of them.

In Huo Jinming's words, Ling Yuan did him such a great favor and slapped Feng Zixin in the face in public, but he still doesn't care about this little money.

Life has returned to tranquility, Jian Yao is still designing her latest works in the design room at home, hoping to produce good works to help Huo Jinming attract business.

Huo's can't stay out of business all the time.

Of course, in this busy schedule, she took time to go to the hospital to visit Ling Yuan.

His body recovered quickly, but within three or four days, he already looked almost like an ordinary person.

At noon that day, Jian Yao and Huo Jinming went to the hospital to visit him with a box of chicken soup.

Ling Yuan was sitting by the window in the ward, looking straight at the flower bed below.

"What are you looking at?"

Jian Yao asked curiously, "There is nothing special in the flower bed."

Hearing her voice, Ling Yuan smiled and shook his head, "No, look, there is a tulip in the middle of the flower bed."

The whole flower bed is full of white lilies, but the tulip is so conspicuous and abrupt.

It was a very pure, very strong red, like the color of fresh blood.

"Maybe some nurse or doctor specially made it."

Jian Yao smiled, "They love to do these things, and the color of the tulips looks very nice."

"It's beautiful. When I was in college, I gave you this tulip."

Ling Yuan smiled and said, "You said at the time that you liked this color very much, it was your favorite."

He seemed to be trapped in memories, and Jian Yao's heart suddenly jumped.

This so-called beautiful past, recalling it like this in front of Huo Jinming, would be a bit unpleasant.

"Yaoyao, I've been thinking about a question."

Ling Yuan suddenly said to her in a low voice, "If I could have seen my heart clearly and started pursuing you earlier, would we have had a different ending?"

He looked at her with burning eyes, "If I can protect you so that you don't have to be tricked by your brother, even if you are tricked, I will be by your side."

Then, will he hold her in his arms?

Jian Yao was the most helpless back then. He wanted to help her and protect her, but when he knew that she had a child, he hesitated and watched her go to Huo Jinming's side.

Then she was thrown into prison.

If he had been brave back then, not afraid of the strange eyes of his family and classmates, he would have taken her to kill the child, and then let her stay by his side.

Could it be that Huo Jinming is not the one who married her now, but him?

At that time, he will have many children with her and live happily together.

Jian Yao's expression changed, "Senior, you know that's impossible."

They all missed that step, and there was no going back.

senior.

These two cold words pierced into Ling Yuan's heart like knives, he smiled silently, and looked up at her helplessly.

Time goes by, he can't go back and start over, and she already has her own heart.

He is just her senior.

"Sorry, I was just being sentimental just now."

Ling Yuan said to Jian Yao and Huo Jinming, "I know I'm thinking too much, maybe people like to think wildly when they are in the ward, Jin Ming, I don't mean to take away or provoke your relationship."

"I do not mind."

Huo Jinming said generously, "You can't take it away."

He was so confident that Ling Yuan shrugged helplessly again.

When it comes to the relationship between those years, the atmosphere in the ward is always a little weird. Jian Yao can feel the same burning eyes of Ling Yuan and Huo Jinming, constantly falling on her body.

If her eyes could have warmth, her face and clothes would be burned.

"Senior, you should drink chicken soup first."

Jian Yao said in a low voice, and brought the chicken soup she brought to Ling Yuan, "Recover your body as soon as possible."

She is running away.

Knowing that she didn't want to be entangled with the past, Ling Yuan smiled helplessly, and slowly poured the chicken soup into his mouth.

Keep pestering the past, he is the only one.

After finishing the chicken soup, Jian Yao was really bored, so she simply found a new topic to talk about.

"Senior, are you really willing to sell Master Ping's authentic work?"

She said to him with some regret, "Master Naping's original work is out of print. If it is really sold, it will not be taken back in the future."

Especially for people like oil tycoons, when they encounter such a good collection, it is strange that they are willing to let people sell it.

"Sell it and sell it."

Ling Yuan said without hesitation, "This authentic painting was originally kept as a family heirloom of our Ling family, but look, can I still have a so-called family heirloom with my current state?"

He smiled wryly, "The Ling family is in my generation, and I'm afraid it will be extinct."

"Senior Ling!"

Jian Yao interrupted him, "I'm very touched that you exchanged your original works for money to help me. You lived for me a few years ago, but now you exchange your original works for money. I hope you can live for yourself."

Her eyes were clear and bright, like two puddles of black mercury, Ling Yuan only felt his heart brighten up when he came into contact with such eyes.

"it is good."

He whispered to her, "I listen to you."

It was time for him to let go, she had her own child, and he should have his own family.

When mentioning the authentic work, Ling Yuan suddenly thought of the headgear made of crystal and diamonds.

Although the tiara was made by looking at the drawings, it was not as perfect as Master Ping himself did, but Feng Zixin also used high-quality materials and master craftsmen when making it, and the work was also very delicate.

"Yaoyao, please take this headdress."

Ling Yuan whispered to her, "This is also the last gift I will give you."

In the future, he will live for himself, and she will truly and completely fade out of his life.

If you can't get it, then bless her.

Looking at Ling Yuan's reluctant eyes, Jian Yao smiled lightly.

At this moment, Huo Jinming, who had been silent by the side, interrupted the two of them.

"Since you have made a decision, don't look back."

He shook his mobile phone in front of the two, "We seem to be in a bit of trouble."

trouble?

The two looked at his mobile phone, which showed the headlines and hotspots of Haicheng.

"Ms. Huo and Mr. Ling Yuan are in close contact. Mr. Huo is watching from the side and doesn't respond. The relationship between the three is intriguing."

And the accompanying picture happened to be the one where Jian Yao lay on Ling Yuan's body.