Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

Mu Hanxuan was not willing to give up, and looked through the small glass window at the door of the ward to see what was going on inside.

Zhuo Ziyang leaned against Qin Yaran's arms, Qin Yaran showed a motherly smile and stroked Zhuo Ziyang's head, the two of them were talking about something, you smiled and I laughed.

Zhuo Yichen leaned aside and looked at Zhuo Ziyang and Qin Yaran with a gentle expression and eyes full of doting.

This scene, like a family of three, is very warm.

Mu Hanxuan frowned and let out a rapid breathing sound, but soon calmed down again, lowered his hat down, put on a mask and left as if nothing happened.

Angry, angry at Qin Yaran for not listening to him, getting so close to Zhuo Yichen and his son, but also angry at himself for not protecting Qin Yaran well.

Seeing their happy appearance now, Mu Hanxuan was very afraid that Qin Yaran would be hurt by Zhuo Yichen again, because now he couldn't tell whether Zhuo Yichen's feelings for Qin Yaran were true or not, and whether they would be hurt again like seven years ago. exploit and harm.

To be on the safe side, Qin Yaran insisted that Zhuo Ziyang stay in the hospital for a week before he was discharged. During this week, Qin Yaran basically took care of Zhuo Ziyang's daily life.

"Mom, do you think you are my real mother?" Zhuo Ziyang lay on the table in the hospital bed and looked at Qin Yaran who was peeling fruit.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Qin Yaran freed her hands and pinched Zhuo Ziyang's face.

"I really want you to be my mother." Zhuo Ziyang stroked his face, pouted and acted like a spoiled child to Qin Yaran.

"Hmph, you just want to be beautiful, eat an apple quickly." Qin Yaran pursed her lips and smiled warmly.

Zhuo Ziyang raised his eyebrows, picked up the apple in the bowl, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it.

"After eating the apples, I will take a lunch break. I played on the iPad for so long last night." Qin Yaran put away the table on the hospital bed.

"I didn't play, they were just doing exercises, and oh mom! I suddenly had an inspiration and thought of a melody." Zhuo Ziyang's mouth was full of apples, and his face was puffed up, as if he was afraid that others would steal it from him. This kid looks so cute.

"I'm not going to fight you, why are you stuffing so much into your mouth? Take a nap first, it's time to recuperate, don't think about anything, okay?" Qin Yaran poked Zhuo Ziyang's face.

"Okay." Zhuo Ziyang seemed a little unhappy, he lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing this, Qin Yaran smiled helplessly, picked up the pen and paper and handed them to Zhuo Ziyang.

"Mom?" Zhuo Ziyang saw the pen and paper handed over, and looked up at Qin Yaran with stars in his eyes.

"Inspiration still needs to be captured." Qin Yaran looked serious.

I saw Zhuo Ziyang carefully wrote down the melody on the paper, and Qin Yaran watched carefully from the side, giving some comments from time to time to modify the tone.

After the meeting, Zhuo Yichen came to see Zhuo Ziyang and Qin Yaran. As soon as he entered the ward, he saw them studying the score and lyrics seriously, but he didn't realize that he was here.

Zhuo Yichen watched silently from the side without speaking, enjoying the moment.

"Ah! It's finished! My mother and I's masterpiece!" Zhuo Ziyang happily shook the paper.

"It's all Yang Yang's masterpiece, Auntie is just helping." Qin Yaran rubbed Zhuo Ziyang's little head, seeing the kid in front of him smiling so brightly, she felt very happy in her heart.

"Ah, Yichen, you're here? I didn't even notice." Suddenly seeing Zhuo Yichen who was silent beside him, Qin Yaran withdrew the unscrupulous smile just now.

"Dad! Look! Mom and I wrote it!" Zhuo Ziyang was very happy, and waved a paper to share the joy with Zhuo Yichen.

"Just came here for a while, um, it's good, it fits your current state." Zhuo Yichen took the paper and carefully browsed it.

"I got a compliment from my father, shouldn't it be time for kid Zhuo Ziyang to take a lunch break?" Qin Yaran stared at Zhuo Ziyang seriously with her hands crossed.

"Okay, good afternoon mom, good afternoon dad." Zhuo Ziyang lay down instantly, covered himself with the quilt and fell asleep.

Soon, he began to snore, and it seemed that he fell asleep in seconds.

"Thank you, Yaran." Zhuo Yichen put away the paper just now, and wanted to reach out to touch Qin Yaran's head, but stopped in mid-air.

"It's okay, I should. In fact, I should thank you. You didn't blame me for hurting Yang Yang." Qin Yaran lowered her head embarrassedly, playing with her fingers.

"It's good that you're fine, there's a meeting in the afternoon, Yang Yang is also counting on you." Zhuo Yichen patted Qin Yaran's shoulder, not daring to be too ambiguous.

"Can you come tonight? I have something to do tonight." Qin Yaran just received a text message that there is a big meeting to be held tonight.

"I'm not sure, it's okay. I'll ask Brother Wen to come over and watch Yang Yang and return it. You're busy. I'll go to the meeting first." Zhuo Yichen answered the phone and left.

In the evening, there were lightning and thunderstorms, and the sudden storm blocked the road from the suburbs to the city center, and the housekeeper could not arrive in time.

Zhuo Ziyang was also very afraid of thunder, Zhuo Yichen kept looking at his watch, the interests of this meeting were very important, Zhuo Yichen could not leave the venue, he could only anxiously wait for the end of the meeting.

The meeting didn't end until after eleven o'clock in the evening, and Zhuo Yichen hurried to the hospital as soon as it was over. The traffic was slowly clearing up at this point.

When he came to the ward, there was only a small desk lamp left in the ward, and Qin Yaran crawled on Zhuo Ziyang's hospital bed and fell asleep, Zhuo Yichen's hanging heart finally let go.

Zhuo Ziyang slept peacefully on the bed, Qin Yaran held Zhuo Ziyang's hand, and fell asleep lying on the side, her hair stuck to her face, her small mouth moved from time to time, Zhuo Yichen could see the quiet sleeping face , gently covered Qin Yaran with the quilt next to her, and stroked Qin Yaran's hair.

Zhuo Yichen took a chair and sat beside him, propped his head to look at Qin Yaran, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch Qin Yaran's face.

"Mmm..." Due to the low temperature of Zhuo Yichen's hands, Qin Yaran was woken up by a burst of coldness, and Qin Yaran dimly opened his eyes.

I saw a delicate face in front of me, looking at me gently.

"Sorry, thank you." Seeing Qin Yaran wake up suddenly, Zhuo Yichen quickly pulled his hand away, as if he woke Qin Yaran up by himself.

"You're here, shh, let's go out." Qin Yaran rubbed her eyes before she realized that the person in front of her was Zhuo Yichen.

At the door of the ward, Zhuo Yichen handed Qin Yaran a bottle of hot milk, the rainy day made Y city enter autumn overnight.

"Aren't you tonight?"

"Thank you, Yang Yang called me, crying very bleakly, her voice was trembling and she looked frightened, so I came here without worrying." Qin Yaran covered the hot milk in her hand, recalling what happened just now.

"When I came to the ward, he rolled up the quilt and hid in the cabinet by himself, but it made me feel bad. Is Yang Yang afraid of thunder?"