After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

Bai Waner looked at Liu Jiaer in surprise and repeated, "Who is Ah Xing?"

"What's wrong?" Liu Jiaer had never liked her in the first place, and now she was even more impatient.

"Sorry, this name is very similar to my husband, so I was distracted for a moment." There was unconcealable sadness and helplessness in Bai Wan'er's eyes.

Chu Yunxing stared at her intently. Such a reaction inevitably made him guess.

The thought that had just been cut off resurfaced at this moment, and Chu Yunxing nervously said: "Excuse me, what is your husband's name?"

"Sorry, this is my privacy." Bai Waner did not answer, but turned and left.

Chu Yunxing looked at her back with a complicated expression.

This scene happened to be seen by Liu Jiaer, and she took a deep breath. This woman is not simple, and she must be investigated carefully.

Bai Waner stood alone in the elevator, looking dazed.

This name keeps ringing in my ears, but I can't remember it.

When he arrived outside the company, Ji Fenghe's car was parked right in front of him. The passenger window was rolled down, revealing his smiling face.

"It seems the time is just right."

Bai Waner forced a smile and got into the car, still thinking about the name in her mind.

Ji Fenghe noticed that she was in a bad mood and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"Do you remember what I said before? A man named Ah Xing always appears in my dreams. I heard this name again today, and I felt really uneasy."

Bai Wan'er couldn't describe how she felt at the moment. It was as if an invisible hand was tightly grasping her heart, and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

"Wan'er, that man is dead, that's why you remember him so clearly." Ji Fenghe concealed the coldness in his eyes and spoke softly.

"What kind of person is he?" This is the strangest thing in Bai Waner's mind.

According to Ji Fenghe, this man was an ungrateful person and deserved to be put to death.

But he never told himself what this man had done that made him unwilling to tell him.

"Wan'er, I don't want you to think of that man because he is not worth it. And he has many enemies, so we can't expose your and An'an's identities." Ji Fenghe stopped the car, looked at the red light countdown, and said softly, "I do this for you, please believe me."

Bai Waner smiled stiffly: "Of course I believe you. After all, I have seen how much you have taken care of me and An An over the years."

"In that case, don't let the sad memories of the past be awakened again. You were stressed because of that man and lost your past memories. I don't want to see you repeat the same mistakes and fall into sadness again." Ji Fenghe gently took her hand.

If she didn't want to return to China to develop, she would never come back.

"I understand." Bai Waner looked at him with a smile, with a hint of relief in her eyes.

He was right. Since what happened in the past has passed, there is no need to think about it again.

But what happened back then inevitably made her curious, and since Ji Fenghe avoided talking about it, she had no other way to find out.

"By the way, how is your cooperation with Yunxing Group?"

"It's going pretty smoothly. The contract has been finalized."

When talking about work, Bai Wan'er's expression became serious. She was an out-and-out workaholic, and her mind was full of work. Thanks to Ji Fenghe's care, otherwise An An would have been neglected.

"That's good. An An is clamoring to go to the amusement park today. Why don't we wait for you to find time to go together? After all, you haven't taken An An out to play for a long time."

Bai Waner pondered for a moment and decided to wait until tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, that night, An An suddenly had a high fever and became listless.

She lay on the bed, looking at Bai Wan'er weakly, and said with grievance: "Mom, I feel so uncomfortable."

Bai Wan'er didn't dare to hesitate at all and rushed to the hospital with An An overnight.

Jiang Jibai happened to be on duty in the emergency room. When he saw this familiar face, he was a little dazed for a moment.

"Doctor, my daughter suddenly has a high fever." Bai Wan'er came to Jiang Jibai anxiously, "Can you take a look at what's wrong with the child?"

Jiang Jibai didn't have time to ask and took the child to check.

"It's not a big problem. The preliminary diagnosis is that she caught a cold. Your daughter's constitution is not very good, so you should take better care of her." Jiang Jibai looked at An An, whose face was red with fever, and asked, "How old is the child?"

"Four years old."

"Four years old?" Jiang Jibai paused as he was registering the information.

Song Mai has been dead for five years. If she had a child with Chu Yunxing at that time, the child would probably be around this age.

"Doctor, is there something wrong with my daughter?" Bai Wan'er looked at him with a serious expression and asked anxiously.

Jiang Jibai finally reacted and shook his head gently: "It's okay, let's go through the hospitalization procedures for the child first."

The high fever won't go away, so I naturally can't leave in this situation.

Bai Wan'er had just gone to handle the formalities when she saw Chu Yunxing walking in tiredly. His expression was cold and he exuded impatience.

Jiang Jibai couldn't help but joked: "You are really well-informed. You came here right after they arrived."

He was just about to tell Chu Yunxing, but he didn't expect him to arrive first.

"This little trick has been used so many times that it's no longer new." Chu Yunxing glanced at his watch irritably and turned away.

Jiang Jibai looked at him in surprise: "Did you misunderstand something?"

"Over the years, there have been many women who have cut their wrists to attract my attention." Chu Yunxing said coldly, the impatience on his face becoming more and more obvious.

Jiang Jibai was stunned and immediately looked through the medical records, only to find that half an hour ago, Song Xingchen was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment because of cutting his wrists.

"I'm not talking about her, but the white designer. Her daughter has a fever and was just sent to the emergency room."

"Bai Waner?" The moment he heard this name, the fatigue on Chu Yunxing's face disappeared completely.

"Yeah, I was just thinking, if you and Song Mai had a child, the child would probably be this old." Jiang Jibai shook his head helplessly, not noticing that Chu Yunxing's expression in front of him was becoming more and more solemn.

"where is she?"

Seeing that he was anxious, Jiang Jibai pointed to the payment office not far away.

Chu Yunxing pretended to approach casually and whispered, "What a coincidence, we meet again."

Bai Wan'er didn't notice his approach, and was suddenly startled when she heard a voice next to her ear.

Then he whispered, "What a coincidence, why are you here too?"

"My friend has something to do, so I came to check on him. What about you?"

Bai Waner said worriedly: "An An has a fever."

Jiang Jibai couldn't help but gasp at this scene. He had just told Chu Yunxing about this, but now he was pretending to know nothing and trying to strike up a conversation with her. What a good idea.