he is intoxicated

The teacher asked: Did you go back?

Nan Huahui: On the way, thank you sir for helping to prepare the armored van.

Mu Yan glanced at the message and asked, "Is it the mysterious man who lent us money?"

"It's him."

Mu Yan took the phone from her hand and dialed it.

This time the gentleman answered quickly.

"Thank you sir, thank you so much! I am the one who lent you money, my surname is Mu. Sir, please send me an account, and we will pay you back the money in installments."

"No need, the money is for Miss Nanhua, thank her if you want."

Nanhua keenly caught the name he called her, not Miss Nan, but Miss Nanhua.

Mu Yan thanked her repeatedly, hung up the phone, and returned the phone to Nanhua, "Mister's voice is so manly, so sexy, it's the kind of smoky voice that can penetrate eardrums. It's over, my ears are going to be pregnant."

Nan Hua smiled, a rare peaceful smile.

Halfway through the car, Aunt Lan suddenly called: "Miss Shen, Yueyue suddenly developed a fever, 38 degrees 6. I have given antipyretic medicine, but the fever has not subsided after half an hour. Where are you now? Can you tell me?" Come back soon?"

Nan Hua was startled, her heart throbbing with pain, "I'll go back right away!"

I got out of the armored van and hailed a taxi.

When I got home, I sent Yueyue to the Municipal People's Hospital with Aunt Lan.

He was referred to the children's emergency department, another blood test was done, and another medicine infusion was prescribed.In the middle of the night, Yueyue's fever finally subsided, and Nan Hua was exhausted and exhausted.

Seeing the originally juicy and lovely child burnt to death, and her small mouth as dry as a dehydrated fish, Nan Hua felt very distressed and wished she could get sick for her.

In the corridor, there were several sick children who were receiving transfusions, surrounded by their parents like stars.

Yueyue looked at it enviously, for a long time, then raised her head and asked her mother: "Mom, other children have fathers, why don't I have one?"

Nan Hua's heart was sour, and she hugged her tightly in her arms, resting her chin on her little head, and said softly, "But Yueyue has a mother, and Aunt Lan."

"...I want a father. Ding Ding and Meimei both have fathers, but I don't." Yueyue's big black grape-like eyes are full of grievances and longing.

Just as Nanhua was about to say "Your father is dead", she changed her words: "Yueyue's father works abroad, and when Yueyue grows up, he will come back to visit us, Yueyue."

Yueyue rolled her big eyes, "I really want to grow up quickly, so that I can see my father."

Aunt Lan sighed.

Nan Hua understood the meaning of that tone: this orphan and widow are so pitiful.

Outside, she is a glamorous and accomplished designer returning from abroad, but in Aunt Lan's eyes, she is just a poor widowed mother.In the eyes of their generation, women's happiness is always inseparable from men.

After the infusion, Nanhua hugged Yueyue and walked out of the children's emergency building with Aunt Lan.

After walking a few steps, he bumped into a familiar figure unexpectedly, it was Huo Beiyao.

He was helping Lin Yanyan, who was pale and weak, walking towards the underground parking lot.

It's really a narrow road.

In an instant, Nanhua's memory went back to three years ago.

That day, she found out that she was pregnant, and walked out of the obstetrics building excitedly, just in time to meet Lin Yanyan, who also found out she was pregnant, and was designed by her to fall into a nightmare...

After three years, the humiliation, pain, and hatred were still unforgettable. Nanhua gritted her teeth tightly, dragged Yueyue up, and quickened her pace.

After leaving the hospital gate, they went to the side of the road to wait for a taxi.

On June day, the face of a child changes as soon as it is said. After a thunderstorm, heavy rain pours down, and the wind blows the leaves.

Nan Hua hurriedly hugged Yueyue and ran under the big tree to hide from the rain.

Fearing that Yueyue would get wet, she poked her head forward vigorously, bowed her waist like a prawn, and used her body to shield Yueyue from the wind and rain.

A few minutes later, a black Maybach stopped next to the three of them, and the window opened, revealing a handsome and cold face, "Get in the car, I'll see you off."

It was Huo Beiyao again.

Nan Hua saw Lin Yanyan sitting on the co-pilot, which was originally her seat, but now the dove has occupied the magpie's nest.

She pressed Yueyue into her arms, straightened her back, and coldly refused: "No need."

Huo Beiyao's thin lips curled up into a chuckle, "Why bother? The child is sick, and getting cold in the rain will make his condition worse."

Aunt Lan also advised: "Miss Shen, it's so late and it's raining so hard, it's hard to get a taxi, why don't we get in a taxi."

Nan Hua looked at the pouring rain, then at Yueyue, who was wilting in her arms, and hesitated.

Huo Beiyao saw her hesitation, pushed open the car door, stepped out of the car with long legs, held up a big black umbrella, walked to her side, stretched out a big slender hand with well-defined bones, "Give me the child. "

Nan Hua instinctively repelled, and staggered back to avoid his hand.

Aunt Lan gently tugged at her sleeve, "Give me Yueyue."

Nan Hua handed the child to her.

Aunt Lan carefully hugged Yueyue, bent down and got into the car.

Nan Hua looked at the car door but didn't move, rejecting his car both mentally and physically.

Huo Beiyao looked down at the woman standing thinly and crisply in the rain, subconsciously tilted the umbrella towards her, raised one corner of his lips, and asked, "Did Miss Shen get the money from the benefactor?"

Nan Hua suddenly raised her head and gave him a hard look, "He is a gentleman, not like you..."

Huo Beiyao lightly rubbed the handle of the umbrella with his finger, smiling playfully, "A man is a gentleman in front of a woman, either the woman is unattractive, or the man is pretending. Unlike me, who is frank and upright, and directly puts the conditions on the bright side .”

Nanhua was so ashamed for him, how could this person say "shameless" in such a high-sounding way?

I didn't realize that he was so thick-skinned before, and it turned out that those who were close to vermilion were red and those who were close to ink were black. After staying with Lin Yanyan for a long time, his face was almost as thick as the city wall.

She gave him a cold look, and stepped into the car.

Huo Beiyao licked his lips slightly at her back, smiled a complicated smile, closed his umbrella and got into the car, and started the car.

Seeing Nan Hua getting into the car, Lin Yanyan's eyes flickered with misery, she turned her head and smiled at her, pretending to greet her gently: "Hi, Miss Shen, we meet again."

As if she didn't hear, Nanhua lowered her head to look at Yueyue in her arms, she really didn't want to pretend to be with her.

Lin Yanyan was bored, turned her gaze to Yueyue's face, and said to Huo Beiyao with a smile: "Brother Beiyao, you see Miss Shen's daughter is so cute, I want a daughter too."

Huo Beiyao was silent for a second, "It is enough for us to have Yang Yang."

Hearing the name "Yangyang", Nan Hua felt a heartache, the pain was too sharp, and her body sat upright and stiffened all of a sudden.

Yang Yang was her child born ten months into her pregnancy, yet she recognized Xiaosan as her mother, what a bottomless humiliation.

The humiliation strangled her like a poisonous snake, and she couldn't breathe at all. She turned her head slightly and took a deep breath, so as not to suffocate herself to death.

Lin Yanyan acted like a baby to Huo Beiyao with a soft voice: "But I still like my daughter. After we get married, let's have another daughter, okay? He and Yangyang just make up the word 'good'."

Huo Beiyao's slender fingers clenched the steering wheel, his phalanges turned slightly white, his dark handsome eyes looked ahead, and said lightly, "It's raining too much, I have to concentrate on driving."