After the betrothal gift negotiation collapsed, I turned around and married a wealthy man.

Yang Han was still happy just now, but after hearing this, another basin of cold water was poured down on him.

He grabbed Xiao Lin's hand and said, "I have nothing to do with her. I can swear! You believe me, I really don't like her. Can you..."

Yang Han said and paused, "Don't always talk about divorce?"

"I'm sorry, I just suggested it and didn't really say that I want a divorce. It's okay if you don't want a divorce. I believe you."

Yang Han was a little unhappy when he heard this. This communication was like a business negotiation, and there was a bit of stiff euphemism, but thinking that she had tried her best, he didn't care about it.

"Anyway, just trust me. I will take care of her side. You don't have to worry about it. Just don't talk about divorce."

Xiao Lin nodded, "Okay."

Yang Han glanced at her lowered posture, and her heart swelled slightly, feeling that her family status had risen instantly.

"I think we should have a baby as soon as possible so that we can completely stop thinking about that girl."

Xiao Lin was stunned for a moment. Although her expression was a bit tangled, she still responded unnaturally: "Okay."

"..."

Yang Han was a little uncomfortable with it.

He scratched his cheek, "Then you go back and tell your parents, I'll go to the hospital."

"it is good."

He hesitated to speak, and finally turned into a sigh and turned away.

He felt that he must be dreaming. Xiao Lin's change was so sudden that he was a little uncomfortable for a while.

He still liked that person who ignored him.

Maybe this is the bad nature of people, what they say is mean, the more they can't get, the more they want it.

Otherwise, Yang Han would not have been with Xiao Lin for ten years and had never hooked up with any woman outside.

Because compared to Xiao Lin, a cold flower, those women outside seemed too vulgar.

……

The night is already deep.

The hospital was quiet, Qiao Xing guarded Xue Ling, and there was no sign of waking up.

Joey was also sleeping deeply over there. After all, he was too old and he fell asleep after being tired for so long.

Qiao Xing covered her with a sheet, and Joey frowned, but did not open it.

Qin Ce opened the door and came in, and saw Qiao Xing covering her with a quilt.

He unconsciously closed the door a little softer.

Hearing the footsteps, Qiao Xing turned around and glanced at him.

Then she walked quickly to Qin Ce, pulled him out and gently closed the door, and then said: "They are asleep, it is best not to go in and wake them up."

Qin Ce raised his hand and smoothed the broken hair around her ears, "Are you sleepy? Go back to sleep, I'll just stay here and watch."

Qiao Xing shook his head: "No, I've calculated the time and it's time to go back to Weisheng in the next two days. I might as well continue to ask for leave. There's nothing to do anyway."

"On your side, you are so busy during the day, so go back to bed first."

"I'm not sleepy." Qin Ce held her hand again and pulled her to sit on the chair next to her.

The corridor was empty, all the main lights were out, leaving only a few dim lights, which made the corridor feel particularly cold.

Qiao Xing looked down at the hand holding hers, and suddenly found that his hand was a circle bigger than hers, and the whole hand was wrapped in his palm.

"How was the chat over there with Yang Han?"

"It's okay. Things like relationships get messier the more people are involved. Let them solve it themselves."

Qiao Xing snorted and had to admit that he was right.

Everyone has a different opinion. The more people intervene, the more the parties concerned will not know what to do.

Qin Ce held her hand and noticed that her hand was cold. He raised his head and glanced at her, "Is it cold?"

Qiao Xing shook his head: "It's not cold, I just went to wash my hands."

Qin Ce pulled her other hand over and covered it in his own hand.

The temperature of his palm was very high, and Qiao Xing's fingers that had just been frozen warmed up instantly.

Qiao Xing raised his head and glanced at him. His eyebrows were lowered. Perhaps because the light was too dim, his two sword-shaped eyebrows looked particularly dark.

Qin Ce's eyebrows are low, so when he looks at people, he often feels sharp and arrogant.

As if aware of her gaze, Qin Ce raised his eyelids and glanced at her, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Just take a look..." Qiao Xing looked away and said guiltily.

The two of them were leaning over each other when Yang Han came out of nowhere and said, "Oh! Didn't I come at the wrong time?"

Qiao Xing was frightened by the voice and quickly pulled her hand away. When she turned around, she saw Yang Han standing behind her.

"Why are you walking silently?"

Yang Han said with a smile: "Why am I silent? You are obviously too involved. Old Qin even saw me coming."

Qiao Xing twitched the corner of her mouth but did not refute. She was indeed... too absorbed in watching just now.

But seeing Yang Han smiling so happily, Qiao Xing couldn't help but ask him, "Are you happy about something?"

Yang Han walked to Qin Ce and sat down, "It's just a few hundred million, not worth mentioning. By the way, is Xue Ling awake?"

"Not yet. It's already so late now. You should be asleep when you wake up."

Yang Han scratched his head: "That's right, then..."

He looked at the two couples and said, "Shall I go then?"

"No, you two can talk, I'll go in and take a look."

Qiao Xing stood up and opened the door and walked in. Before closing the door, he said to Yang Han: "Keep your voice down."

Yang Han gave her an OK gesture.

After the door closed, Qin Ce turned his eyes to Yang Han and saw the excitement on his face.

"What are you doing here when you're not at home?"

Yang Han sighed: "I don't want to stay at home, I can't listen to the nagging, I've been scolded all night, why should I go back to scold me?"

Qin Ce didn't express his opinion, so naturally he wasn't interested in gossip.

Yang Han couldn't help it anymore. He said to Qin Ce, "What did you say to Xiao Lin last night? I almost don't recognize her today."

"Didn't you hear it all?"

"Just hear a little bit."

Qin Ce ignored him.

As soon as Qiao Xing entered the door, he saw Xue Ling staring at the door with wide eyes, which shocked Qiao Xing.

She quickly walked over and sat down by the bed, and asked in a low voice: "You're awake, how are you feeling?"

Xue Ling opened her chapped lips and uttered one word with difficulty and hoarsely, "Thirsty."

Qiao Xing hurriedly ran to pour her a glass of warm water. I have to say that this single room was really high-end. It even had this kind of integrated heating water purifier.

She took the water, helped Xue Ling sit up, and handed her the water.

Xue Ling drank the water in one gulp, returned the empty water glass to her, and glanced at the door again, "Is Yang Han outside?"

Qiao Xing suddenly choked up and didn't know whether to say he was here or not.

Xueling said: "I heard a sound just now."

Qiao Xing sighed and looked at her with a complicated expression, "Are you just unable to let go?"

Xue Ling lowered her head. Perhaps she had just escaped from the gate of hell and was relatively fragile. Tears fell from her eyes.

Qiao Xing Qiao Xing can understand that the more you do, the harder it is to let go.

Especially Xue Ling committed suicide for him, always trying to get something in exchange.

For example, his concern.

There are always people who try to prove their weight in the other person's heart by hurting themselves.