On the wedding day, the fake daughter remarried the world’s richest man

at the same time.

The old residence of the Li family in Beijing.

In the room decorated with black and white minimalist decoration, Li Jingan sat on the side of the bed, staring at the person on the bed with her deep eyes.

After a moment, he sighed imperceptibly, raised his hand to tuck the corners of the quilt, and gently stroked the sweat from the boy's pale cheeks.

Behind him, a woman with a hot figure and a professional skirt was watching him silently.

After witnessing his tenderness, the woman's eyes suddenly flashed with a light that she was determined to win.

After a moment of silence, she took the initiative to speak: "Mr. Li, it's already very late, otherwise you should go back and rest first. Nuanyang's situation has become much more stable, and there won't be any more accidents tonight."

Hearing this, Li Jing'an frowned sharply and turned back to glance at the woman coldly: "You told me during the day that Nuanyang has serious mental problems and suggested that he be sent to a special school for treatment."

He obviously didn't mean anything extra, but as soon as his eyes cooled down, it gave people a strong sense of oppression for no reason, making people afraid to look directly at him.

Mu Yan hurriedly lowered her eyes. After a moment of panic, she quickly came back to her senses and said seriously: "Sent to school for Nuanyang's long-term consideration. He has been injected with a sedative tonight. He will be fine. You I just traveled a long distance and coaxed the child for such a long time. I was afraid that you would be tired..."

Li Jing'an interrupted her chattering concern with a cold voice, and then said expressionlessly, "Miss Mu, you can go back."

Mu Yan's heart skipped a beat, she gritted her teeth, and she bravely introduced herself: "Mr. Li, I am Nuanyang's psychiatrist. His illness has been very severe recently. I live in Li's house so that I can observe Nuanyang at any time." Yang’s situation and to avoid a situation like this happening again.”

Li Jing'an lowered his eyes and began to think.

Seeing that he didn't refuse immediately, Mu Yan thought it was funny.

He immediately said, "Mr. Li, during the day you refused the proposal to send Nuanyang to a special school because you didn't want your child to go to a strange place alone, and you didn't trust the teachers in the school, right?"

"Since you are worried about sending your child to a special school, why not let me move in and give Nuanyang to me."

"We have cooperated for so many years, and you know my medical skills! Moreover, I wholeheartedly hope that Nuanyang will get better! As long as I can stay here, I promise to cure Nuanyang soon."

Mu Yan's eyes were filled with eagerness, and when she looked at Li Jing'an, the desire and admiration in her eyes almost overflowed.

Helping Li Nuanyang return to normal has never been her purpose.

Take the opportunity to get close to Li Jing'an and become the young lady of the Li family.

Li Jing'an did not refuse directly.

It’s not that I really believe in Mu Yan’s ability, but Mu Yan has stayed the longest among all the psychiatrists Li Nuanyang has used before.

Moreover, Li Nuanyang's rejection of her recently was not as intense as before.

It would indeed be a good idea for Li Nuanyang if she was allowed to live in him.

After studying Li Jing'an's expression, Mu Yan immediately struck while the iron was hot and said, "Mr. Li, how about I stay tonight?"

As she spoke, she secretly glanced at Li Jing'an, wishing she could sleep on his bed right away.

It's all because I went out in a hurry today and didn't bring my most beautiful nightgown.

Otherwise, with the added uniform, I will definitely be able to take down Li Jing'an tonight!

Isn’t the position of the young mistress of the Li family easily accessible?

However, she shouldn't be too hasty. She still had to be reserved and show her airs, so that Mr. Li wouldn't think she was too casual.

Ding ding ding... the sudden ringing of the cell phone interrupted Mu Yan's thoughts.

She looked over curiously and saw the man getting up very quickly and quickly answering the phone.

When Li Jing'an answered the phone, his eyes were so gentle that he could drown in death, and his tone was so light that he seemed afraid of disturbing the person on the phone.

"Why are you still up so late? Do you miss me?"

Mu Yan: "..."