No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Over the years, Qiao Shiyan has been successful in business.

When have you ever suffered a loss?

At this moment, Mrs. Shen's words made his heart ache. However, the Shen family couldn't offend easily. Not only could he not have an attack, but he also had to maintain his demeanor: "Then please Master Shen, wait until the end of time."

Mrs. Shen smiled slightly: "Mr. Qiao is very confident! No wonder he has everything among women. I think all the women who come to the entertainment scene are like this."

The masters competed calmly.

How could Qiao Shiyan not hear it?

But he couldn't answer.

Because what Mrs. Shen said was true. He had indeed wandered for a long time. He walked among different women. He enjoyed the feeling of being intoxicated and dissipated. He once felt that it was the punishment for his several years in prison. compensate.

But now, he was tired of them.

He yearns for the warmth of family.

Mrs. Shen came and went, and left with satisfaction...

……

With this accident, Qiao Shiyan had no intention of going in.

He sat in the car and waited.

From daytime to nightfall, and then into the night, Meng Yan walked out of the gallery.

Qiao Shiyan's car was parked at the door.

As soon as she came out, she saw him sitting in the driver's seat of a black Rolls-Royce, with the window half-down, resting on his elbows and holding a snow-white cigarette in his slender hand——

In the night, he was wearing a snow-white shirt, and his hair was clearly defined on his back.

His sharp facial features and uncanny beauty, the way he looked at the woman made his legs weak...

Meng Yan glanced at him and walked towards her car.

Qiao Shiyan opened the car door, and in a few steps, he grabbed her thin wrist and dragged her into the Rolls-Royce.

Meng Yan just wanted to have an attack.

Qiao Shiyan locked the car. He looked sideways at her and asked directly: "What's going on with the Shen family? Why did Mrs. Shen come to your place?"

Meng Yan didn't look at him.

Her voice was cold: "The gallery is open for business, and the door faces the roadside. Can I stop others from coming in? Besides, Qiao Shiyan, does this have anything to do with you? We are already separated and will be divorced soon."

Qiao Shiyan frowned: "I'm still your husband."

"Then it's better to be widowed!"

……

He was angry.

But he did not get angry. Instead, he stretched out his arms and brought a thermos bucket. After opening it, he said to Meng Yan: "The red bean and lily soup specially made by the servants is nourishing for women."

There was silence in the car.

They have been married for many years, and this seems to be the first time that they behave like an ordinary couple. When the wife gets off work, the husband comes to pick her up, and then brings a warm snack, and the couple sits and chats.

But these are just extravagant hopes, like the shadow of a dream.

Even if it were true, it was not what Meng Yan wanted.

She said no.

She asked him to let her go. She looked out the car window, her face slightly pale and her voice full of fatigue: "Qiao Shiyan...really, can we all be normal?"

He stared into her eyes.

He asked her: "Have you received the painting and card? Xiaoyan, those are all my true words. I really want to start over with you and spend my life with you. There will be no hatred between us in the future. There are no other messy women...it’s just you and me, Jin Fan and my sister. If you like, Mom Zhang will also take her with you. Xiaoyan, you can live wherever you want."

"Too late!"

Meng Yan leaned back on the chair, with tears in her eyes.

She said: "No matter what you say, Qiao Shiyan, it's useless! We've all heard the story of "The Boy Who Cried Wolf", haven't we?"

She held the doorknob with her hand: "Let me get off the car! I promised Jinfan to buy him a small cake. Jinfan is still waiting for me at home. He won't sleep until I go back."

Qiao Shiyan's Adam's apple rolled.

He knew what Meng Yan meant. If he didn't let her go now, not only would he not be a good husband, he wouldn't even be a good father...

Finally, he let Meng Yan leave.

……

Meng Yan specially bought a small cake.

Back in the apartment, Jinfan was not in the living room. Meng Yan thought that the child couldn't bear it and fell asleep, but Zhang's mother came out of the bedroom with worry on her face: "Young Master Jinfan seems to be sick. He's a little hot now." , I can’t even sleep well.”

Meng Yan dropped the cake and quickly went to the bedroom to check.

Xiao He Huan fell asleep.

Jin Fan felt uncomfortable. He curled up on his side, holding one of his sister's arms. His black eyes were like those of a puppy. When he saw Meng Yan come in, he whimpered and called, "Mom."

Meng Yan went over to pick him up and touched him. He felt a little warm.

"I'll take him to the hospital," she said.

Zhang's mother was originally in a state of confusion, but now she felt at ease. She brought some small clothes for Jin Fan to wear. Originally, she was going to go to the hospital with her, but she still had a child at home.

Meng Yan thought about it and said, "In the future, it is better to find a live-in aunt. The family can accommodate her."

Zhang Ma agrees.

Meng Yan took Ojinho to the hospital alone. Jinfan was sitting in a child's chair, half asleep, still talking about his little cake. Meng Yan said very gently: "When Jinfan recovers from his illness, mom will buy another big cake."

Jinfan nodded obediently.

When we arrived at the hospital, the doctor told us that it was acute gastroenteritis, which is most common in children these days. Don’t be too nervous. It will only take a day or two to be hospitalized and observed.

Meng Yan was relieved.

After completing the hospitalization procedures, she carried Jinfan to the ward. Ojinfan felt more comfortable now, but his mother was worried about coming down and leaving alone. How could Meng Yan be willing to do so?

She hugged Jinfan and kissed him: "Our Jinfan is still a baby!"

Tsuho is a boy.

At this moment, a pretty little face turned red with embarrassment.

The moonlight was cold, but with Jinfan around, Meng Yan felt very warm——

Beside the bench, the gentleman is as pale as jade.

Wearing a white shirt with a cardigan over it, he leaned on a bench and read a book. The dim yellow light beside him stretched his figure very long...

Meng Yan recognized him.

She was still holding Jinfan, obviously startled.

Shen Cishu raised his eyes and stared at Meng Yan with a pair of ink-stained eyes...

After a moment, he asked softly: "Is Jinfan sick?"

He really missed her too much.

Meng Yan could only nod: "Yes! It's a bit of gastroenteritis! Mr. Shen, I'll take the child to the ward first."

Shen Cishu smiled: "Just call me Dishu!"

He put down the book in his hand and stood up: "Let me take you there! The children's ward is a bit dark."

Meng Yan wanted to say no.

But Shen Cishu seemed unable to see her rejection. He took her handbag and said, "Let's go together!"

Meng Yan:......

What she wanted was a VIP ward without other patients.

When they came over, the nurse had already brought the sling bottle. When she saw them coming in, she touched the child's head enthusiastically. Then she looked at Meng Yan and Shen Dishu and said with a smile, "The child looks so much like my uncle!"

Meng Yan was stunned.

Shen Cishu smiled lightly: "The nurse thought we were brothers and sisters, and said we looked alike!"

Meng Yan thought he was joking and didn't take it to heart.

Soon, the nurse put a sling bottle on Jinfan.

Shen Cishu had no intention of leaving.

He chatted with Jinfan, and it was obvious that Jinfan liked him very much.

The bottle was hung halfway, and the child finally fell asleep.

There was silence in the ward.

Meng Yan was about to speak, but Shen Cishu spoke first. He looked at Meng Yan and asked softly: "Don't you ask why I am in the hospital?"

"why?"

She asked without sincerity, making Shen Cishu chuckle.

But he was not angry. Instead, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the night outside. It took him a long time before he spoke in a low voice: "I had a blood disease. I had a bone marrow transplant when I was 16. After passing through the special passage of the Shen family, I checked The person who donated my bone marrow was from this city, and she was only 3 years older than me."

At this point, Shen Cishu turned around.

His face, in the night, was especially fair and handsome.

He looked at Meng Yan intently and continued softly: "I thought at the time, I wanted to find her and thank her! I did find her, and I knew her name... But when I came to her residence and wanted to meet her, At that time, her brother moved with her."

"Ms. Meng, I have read the scriptures and I don't force fate."

"I didn't look for her again."

"But in the past two years, I have always thought that the number of people who can match the bone marrow in a city can be said to be one in 10,000... Maybe they are already related by blood."

……

Meng Yan sat on the sofa, looking pale.

Shen Cishu's eyes were sincere and he asked her: "Miss Meng, what do you think?"

Meng Yan: "I don't know."

Shen Cishu kept looking at her without moving an inch.

He lowered his eyes and murmured as if to himself: "Originally, a family like the Shen family should not have extraneous affairs. After all, the old man has not retired yet. But that person is not living well... I think, if If she can return to the Shen family, her situation may be completely different."

Meng Yan's small face became even paler.

As soon as Shen Cishu finished counting, he pulled out a beautiful card from the book and handed it to Meng Yan. He was really gentle and polite when he spoke: "My mother's birthday is next month. I hope you can come to my house to get together... Jin Fan Bring it here too!”

Meng Yan took the card.

She didn't say anything. In the past, she would never have accepted such an invitation.

But after Shen Cishu said so much, his meaning was obvious.

Meng Yan looked at him.

Shen Cishu has a calm and beautiful temperament, which is the result of being pampered for a long time. It is very similar to her in the past...

He smiled slightly: "Don't have any psychological burden."

After that, he walked to the hospital bed and touched Jinfan's face to prepare to leave.

Jinfan woke up.

Jinfan was half asleep, looking at him eagerly.

Shen Cishu hugged him and said softly: "Brother is leaving!"

Jinfan couldn't bear to leave him, but he was very well-behaved and soft, "Brother, come back tomorrow."

Shen Cishu hummed softly.

He said, "Brother will definitely come tomorrow."