if love is invisible

Han Feishen has been proud since he was a child, and he has never been treated like this in his life, and the person who told him to go now is a woman he doesn't like, who was forced by his grandfather.

He suddenly lost his temper, turned around and left.

Before entering the elevator, he turned back and stopped at the door of the ward.

Chen Mian was crying.

She didn't make a lot of noise, nor did she deliberately suppress it. She just shed tears quietly, and then sniffed her nose from time to time, crying very peacefully.

Han Fei frowned deeply, and the strange feeling in his heart came again.

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly, awakening Chen Mian in the ward and pulling him back from his confusion.

He slid down to answer: "...Xue'er wants to live in an incubator? I'll go there now!"

In the ward, the corner of Chen Mian's mouth curved into a mocking arc.

When Han Feishen rushed to the Maternity and Children's Hospital where Chen Luoluo was, her daughter Han Xueer had already been sent to the incubator.

When Chen Luoluo saw him, she rushed towards him: "Chen! I'm sorry, Chen. I didn't take good care of Xueer. She was fine just now, but suddenly she vomited white foam... I'm sorry, Chen. I'm useless. I'm sorry. I am useless!"

While comforting Chen Luoluo, Han Feishen asked about his daughter's condition. It turned out that the respiratory tract was infected, and what he spit out just now was not white foam, but phlegm.

As long as you take good care of it in the hospital, you can recover.

Chen Luoluo cried out of breath and blamed herself in various ways.

Han Feishen patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't blame yourself, you don't want to."

"But Xueer—"

Han Feishen interrupted: "You are not in good health, lie back quickly."

Chen Luoluo lay back and took Han Feichen's hand, showing a beautiful profile.

Han Fei looked at Chen Luoluo deeply, but what appeared in his mind was Chen Mian's pale face, and he didn't even hear Chen Luoluo call him.

"Ah Chen? Ah Chen!" Chen Luoluo called him several times.

Han Feishen finally came back to his senses: "What's wrong?"

"Is my sister feeling better? Are your hands alright?" Chen Luoluo asked while observing Han Feichen's expression. She knew that Chen Mian was injured by the glass.

Han Feishen refused to talk about Chen Mian: "You have a good rest."

Chen Luoluo bit her lips: "Ah Chen, my sister loves you so much, she almost died just now...Ah Chen, can I quit?"

Han Feishen stood up as if fleeing: "I'm going to see my daughter."

Looking at Han Fei's back, Chen Luoluo's beautiful face twisted quickly.

Chen Mian, why isn't she dead yet? !
Unexpectedly, Han Feishen turned back suddenly and saw Chen Luoluo with a ferocious face, his eyebrows frowned even tighter.

Lolo like this is a little strange to him.

Chen Luoluo immediately spotted him, and shouted in a low voice, "Ah Chen, I have a headache..."

It turned out to be painful.

Han Feishen went to call the doctor, and the doctor told him that Chen Luoluo was fine, but that he might have postpartum delusions.

"I'm sorry." Chen Luoluo apologized weakly, the tears on her eyelashes could not be shed, she was so pitiful.

Chen Mian's cold look appeared in Han Feishen's mind. He turned his face away, avoiding her hug, and said, "My daughter is with me, so don't think too much."

Chen Luoluo hummed, but her heart became flustered.

When Chen Luoluo calmed down, Han Feishen went to see his daughter.

Different from the chubby one when she was born, she has lost a lot of weight and looks like she is malnourished. Chen Luoluo has no breast milk, and Xueer is a little bit against milk powder...

Han Feishen was so anxious that he immediately started looking for a nanny.

Coming out of the Pediatrics Department, Han Feishen's arm was bleeding. He went to the nurse's station to deal with it casually, and then went to the hospital where Chen Mian was.

Different from Chen Luoluo's fuss, Chen Mian was lying on the hospital bed alone, pale and thin.

Han Feichen stared at her pale face several times, trying to recall the first time they met.

At that time, she seemed to be only 17 years old. Although she was an older sister, when she walked with Chen Luoluo, she looked even smaller. He once regarded her as Luo Luo's younger sister. After that, the two had no intersection. , The second time was at their wedding.

It was originally a wedding he had prepared for him and Chen Luoluo, but in the end, the bride was not his beloved Chen Luoluo, but Chen Mian.

Since then, Chen Mian has become synonymous with scheming. It was she who made him feel sorry for Luo Luo. Even now that Luo Luo gave birth to his daughter, he still has no way to give her a title.

He should hate this woman, but looking at her pale face at this moment, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped and pulled violently by an invisible big hand.

Even breathing is a little difficult.

The woman on the bed suddenly uttered a faint cry for help: "Help, Han Feichen, help!"

Without thinking about it, he immediately held her hand.

"Daughter! Hurry up and save my daughter!"

Han Feishen: "Okay."

Only then did Chen Mian relax and fell asleep again.

Han Feishen held her hand, and what flashed in his mind were all the bits and pieces of their short time together after she married him.

Only then did I realize that, apart from the admiration in her eyes when she looked at him, it was his abuse and neglect that spared no effort towards her...

Chen Mian's wound looked serious, but it was actually not deep. The next morning, Chen Mian was discharged from the hospital.

Han Feishen carried her downstairs and carried her into the car himself.

There were many media reporters outside the hospital, and of course this scene was captured on camera.

So in the news that afternoon, the whole page was full of reports about the gentle and considerate eldest son of the Han family, his deep affection with his wife Jian Jia, and never leaving him.

After hearing the news, Chen Mian smiled.

Jian Jia love?Persevere?ha!
When Han Fei came in, he saw Chen Mian gnashing his teeth.

He frowned, and grabbed a blanket from the bed to cover her lap: "There's sun outside, I'll take you out to bask in the sun."

He carried her to the balcony, put her on the comfortable chaise longue, and covered her with another thin blanket.

This is Ziwei Courtyard.

Han Feichen was gentle, considerate, and affectionate to her. The afternoon sun shone lazily on her body, which was very warm, and she could still smell his breath.

This was a scene she had dreamed of, but now it was so ironic.

Han Feichen pulled up a chair and sat next to her, and subconsciously shook her hand: "Chen Mian—"

Chen Mian immediately pulled it out and said, "Han Feichen, if you still have a conscience, bring my daughter to me."

Han Feishen: "Chen Mian, you are sick, let's not talk about this for now."

Chen Mian 'looked' at Han Feichen, showing a sad smile: "Han Feichen, I don't want to love you anymore, let's get a divorce."

Han Fei gave a heavy hand.

This is the second time she has said that she doesn't love him anymore.

He subconsciously refused: "Divorce, don't even think about it!"

"Then you just wait for the Han family to lose face!"

Chen Mian 'looked' at him, changed his tone, and said coldly: "I will let the whole world know how ruthless your Han family is! I will let everyone know how heartless you are, Han Feichen! I will let the whole world know that Chen Luoluo is a mistress who steals other people's credit, steals other people's husbands and destroys other people's families!"

She took a breath and continued, "As long as I live, I won't make it easy for you!"