President, madam, she can't read it anymore

However, Lin Zihan's reason that he thought was the most suitable reminded Yan Tingchen that in Lin Nian's heart, Lin Zihan valued himself more than Lin Nian, and the possessive CEO Yan Da couldn't bear it. heavier than him.

Even if there is, it will not be later.

"No, you don't have to come here again." Yan Tingchen said coldly.

"Why? Mr. Yan, I'm Niannian's sister. With me here, Niannian will get better, won't it? Besides, they are all girls. Isn't it more convenient for me to take care of her?"

Lin Zihan pestered anxiously again, trying to get Yan Tingchen to agree to her staying.

"see a visitor out!"

Yan Tingchen didn't want to talk more with Lin Zihan.

Then the door opened and someone came in, and the person next to him said, "Miss Lin, please!"

Lin Zihan looked at Yan Tingchen's cold and indifferent profile, and had no choice but to reluctantly go out.

Yan Tingchen stayed in the ward with two people, and invited a female nurse to take care of Lin Nian, and then Yan Tingchen went back to work in the company.

Yan Tingchen was not accompanied by Lin Nian, and he didn't realize that he had changed back to his previous indifferent and inhuman appearance, even colder than before, so indifferent that he could only look at it from a distance, his pair of phoenix eyes were unfathomable, his face lined Hard, is a scrupulous dictator.

"The president looks scarier than before... Did you see what he looked like just now? It's scary"

Employee A said that his body shook twice involuntarily, which proved that he had something to say.

"See, see! It's like a walking refrigerator... I don't know how Miss Lin usually gets along with him..."

Employee B agrees.

The well-dressed employee C took a look at them, and also interrupted, "But our president is so handsome, all these are to complement his charm! They are all top-notch tall, rich and handsome. If Ms. Lin does nothing, look at him every day." Not bad."

Employee Ding heard the news from nowhere, and said to them: "It's you people? You can't survive at the beginning, you better save it."

"Hear, Mr. Lin is in a coma in the hospital, and the specific situation is still unclear."

Employee A suddenly realized, "No wonder we feel that our president is shrouded in a dark cloud, and the whole person is extremely depressed!"

"So am I going to be alive today? I'm going to report some papers to this boss... I'm dying, aren't I? Come on..."

Employee B cried...

"Did someone...will...save him?"

Before employee B could finish speaking, everyone dispersed, even employee C, who usually likes to hang out in front of the chairman, quit immediately.

Employee B yelled and ran out.

At night, in the president's office.

The spacious office is as cold and serious as his master, and every employee goes in to report work lightly, trembling, for fear that Yan Tingchen will explode suddenly.

At this time, in the office building, most employees have already left work.

Yan Tingchen's secretary has been here several times, but Yan Tingchen is still at work.

An hour passed, and the secretary came to see him again. Yan Tingchen was still at work, and it had been several hours before he got off work, so the secretary had no choice but to knock on his door and said, "Boss, it's almost time now." It's 10 o'clock, what else do you need me to do? If not, can I get off work?"

"Can."
Yan Tingchen said without raising his head.

The secretary couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and asked him to close the door gently and leave the office.

Yan Tingchen finished processing a document in his hand, put down his pen, and pinched the bridge of his straight nose with one hand to relieve the soreness.

But his eyes stayed on the sofa, where there used to be a small and soft rabbit biting a carrot.

Thinking of this, Yan Tingchen suddenly smiled slightly, why did he suddenly think of her?

Yan Tingchen stood up, walked to the large French window, looked out the window at the bustling traffic and the lights of thousands of houses, wondering where Lin Nian's dream was at the moment.

After thinking about it, why is Yan Tingchen thinking about Lin Nian again? What happened to him recently?Or did the high-intensity work as usual make him feel in a trance?Lin Nian, why do you keep getting into other people's minds even though you are clearly in a coma?
Yan Tingchen decided not to think too much, picked up his coat, and walked out.

—in a hospital ward.

There were still tears on the woman's face, her eyelashes as long as butterfly wings trembled slightly, and then a pair of clear eyes opened. Lin Nian just woke up, and there was still a little confusion in his eyes.

At this time, there was only the sound of Lin Nian's breathing in the ward, and the head nurse had just walked out of the bathroom.

It seemed that she thought of something again, a flash of pain flashed in her eyes, and she closed them gently again.

The child's helpless cries and desperate pleas echoed in his mind.

Her child hadn't been born yet, such a small little dumpling was cruelly abandoned before even taking a look at the world.

Lin Nian's heart twitched.

She made up her mind, "Baby, in this life, I want you to come to this world in a normal and healthy way every year, and everyone who has hurt you will pay the price for it."

"Then mother will take you to see the beauty of this world, to appreciate the scenery that you haven't had time to appreciate. Okay?"

Tears kept falling from the corners of Lin Nian's eyes, and they fell on the white pillow, smudged.

"Yes, Mom, I'm waiting for you..."
From the distant sky, there seemed to be the faint laughter of a baby.

Over time, Lin came back to his senses.

Just when she was about to open her eyes, she suddenly heard a voice outside the ward: "Is she awake?"

It turned out to be Yan Tingchen's voice, and then a woman said to him: "Miss Lin is still awake."

"Okay, you go back first!"

As the door opened, the sound gradually became clearer.

At this time, Lin Nian felt someone standing beside her bed, and the air also became frozen.

Just when Lin Nian couldn't bear to open his eyes, he sat down from the chair.

It was Lin Niancai, who felt that the air was not so oppressive.

But he could still feel Yan Tingchen's eyes staring at her, moving back and forth on her face.

Always looking at what I do?Lin Nian cursed in his heart.

In her previous life, she only had Chen Changchun in her eyes, and she never looked at Yan Tingchen with colored glasses.

When I came back, I only had hatred and fear for him, and all I could think about was how to get rid of him and not offend him.

"Lin Nian..."
That's Yan Tingchen's voice, why does this voice sound different when it's peaceful?
"Lin Nian, why can't we continue as before? Why do you always want to run away from me? Are you afraid that I will hate me? Clearly..."

"Obviously we were not like this when we were young..."

Yan Tingchen's voice was very low, and seemed a little bit aggrieved.

"Obviously what?"
Lin Nian was thinking in his heart, thinking in his heart, can you stop talking half and finish the sentence if you are capable!What are you still complaining about? I haven’t said anything about these things?

But who else could I tell?