One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

Su Jinhuan and Huo Liechen had just finished dinner and were about to visit the baby. As soon as they came to the corridor, they saw the blue-faced nanny running over in a hurry, and yelled in horror: "Young master, young mistress, it's terrible!" , the master wants to strangle the little baby..."

When Su Jinhuan heard this, his expression changed drastically. He quickly raised his feet and rushed into the room. Huo Zhennan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, stretched out his hand and was about to strangle the baby. Taking a breath of cold air, he rushed over quickly, picked up the baby, glared at Huo Zhennan angrily, and shouted angrily: "He's just an innocent child."

Huo Zhennan was unable to move, and for a moment his eyes were covered with anger. When he saw Su Qingwan's son, he lost his mind and just wanted to strangle him. Now Su Jinhuan yelled at him, and his sanity recovered a little. He was panting, his fiery red eyes dying Staring at the little baby in her arms, her eyes were dark: "Who told you... to bring this... evil... back... you unfilial... daughter-in-law... you just want to... piss me off... ..."

The little baby was frightened today. He already felt very insecure, but now he was frightened again. He grinned and cried loudly. Pat and coax him.

Huo Liechen stood in front of Su Jinhuan, frowned, and said displeasedly: "Dad, Huan'er took him in because he was pitiful. Ziyan was injured. She is in the hospital. Wait for her to recover from her injury." If it's over, she will come to pick up the child."

"You...helped her..." Huo Zhennan thumped the armrest of the wheelchair angrily, and said excitedly, "You forgot...that she killed your mother...that bitch...caused us... ...The family was destroyed..." Su Qingwan had done so many bad things, he couldn't understand why they helped her son.

Huo Liechen took a deep breath: "It's not a disaster for the family, let alone an innocent child. Speaking of my mother's death, don't you know who's fault it is?"

His tone was very sharp, as if it had turned into a sharp knife, piercing Huo Zhennan's heart, causing the expression on his face to freeze instantly.

If he hadn't provoked Su Qingwan to come back, how could Mrs. Huo have died so tragically? In the end, he was the most heinous culprit.

"I..." The older a person is, the more he misses the people and things in the past. The one he can't let go of is Ah Jing, but the one who has lived with him for the longest time is Mrs. Huo. A model couple, but the queen has different dreams in the same bed, and each has a ghost. If Mrs. Huo is wrong, then why is he not wrong?

It was not easy for Su Jinhuan to coax the little baby. She looked at Huo Zhennan, sighed and said, "Master, this child is just a blank sheet of paper. He doesn't know anything. He's innocent. In two days, he'll be gone." I'll send him away, if you don't want to see him, just stay in the yard and don't come out."

She frowned. She had told everyone not to tell him the news that the child was here. How did he know?

Su Jinhuan hugged the child, and looked sharply at Aqiu who was standing by with her hands down. She was a new maid. The housekeeper said that she had a birthmark on her face and was ugly, but she was very diligent and obedient. She would do whatever she was asked to do. Seeing her humbly bowing her head, she felt a strange feeling for some reason.

Aqiu felt her sharp gaze, nodded his head lower, and didn't dare to make a sound at all, and didn't even dare to take a breath. ,

Seeing her so humble and submissive, Su Jinhuan didn't look at her anymore.

Huo Liechen then said: "Dad, this kid won't stay here for long, so just calm down."

"Hmph...you just...help her...unfilial son..." Every time he had a conflict with Su Jinhuan, he would just stand by Su Jinhuan's side regardless of who was right and who was not. Helping her deal with him, Huo Zhennan felt overwhelmed.

At this moment, Xiao Qianfan, who heard the voice of arguing outside, walked in with his hands on the wall, tilted his head to look at Huo Zhennan who was sitting in a wheelchair, and called happily: "Grandpa..."

The nanny hurriedly stepped forward to pick up Xiao Qianfan and walked over, saying in a panic: "The young master just finished drinking milk powder and was learning to walk outside. He came in when he heard the sound. I'll take him out right away."

Huo Zhennan, who was originally on fire, saw his grandson coming in, and the anger on his face seemed to have been poured with a plate of cold water, and it was instantly extinguished, and he said loudly: "Take this... evil... I don't want to ...Seeing him..." Then he waved to Xiao Qianfan, his eyes gradually softened, "Qianfan... come... come to grandpa..."

Xiao Qianfan was close to grandpa, and struggled to slide off the nanny, then climbed to grandpa's side, stretched out his hand to support the wheelchair and stood up, looking around curiously.

Su Jinhuan let out a sigh of relief, as long as Xiao Qianfan was around, Huo Zhennan's anger would not be aroused, she quickly handed the child to the nanny and said, "Take the child to the nursery, he has slept for so long, he should be hungry Now, you feed him milk powder and change the diapers."

The nanny immediately took the child and took the order.

"Grandpa...to play..." Xiao Qianfan saw the wheelchair for the first time, full of curiosity, climbed onto Huo Zhennan's thigh...

Su Jinhuan immediately stepped forward and said: "Qianfan, come down quickly." Huo Zhennan was ill and had limited mobility. She was afraid that Xiao Qianfan would get him, and she was also afraid that he would fall on his lap.

"Grandpa... come to play..." Xiao Qianfan was unwilling to come down, standing on Huo Zhennan's lap, saw the beard on his chin, and immediately stretched out his little hand to grab it. He likes to play with grandpa's beard the most. Seeing him If he blinks in pain, he will laugh happily.

Seeing Huo Zhennan being grabbed by Xiao Qianfan's beard, his face was clearly wrinkled in pain, but his eyes were only pampered and pampered, Su Jinhuan leaned against Huo Liechen, couldn't help smiling, and said softly: "Only your son can hold your father down."

Huo Liechen put his arms around her slender waist, and said in a low voice: "The son is the old man's pistachio. In the future, if he is unhappy and loses his temper, you can throw your son to him." No matter how angry Huo Zhennan was, he Also reluctant to lose his temper with his only grandson.

Su Jinhuan nodded in agreement, and said with a smile: "You're right." Finally, he found a way to cure Huo Zhennan.

She didn't expect that a storm would be resolved invisible because of Huo Qianfan's arrival. Seeing their grandparents laughing happily, her heart felt as if it was being burned.

As long as they are members of the Huo family, she doesn't want to see them happy. The scene in front of her is really an eyesore.

The night gradually fell silent. Ziyan was still lying in the hospital after the operation. Although she knew that her life was not in danger, Song Yuwen did not dare to leave her side. He sat by the hospital bed, holding Looking at her pale face with her hands, her heart felt like being pricked by a needle, and she felt very distressed.

"Zi Yan, wake up quickly, I am very worried about you." Song Yuwen stretched out his hand and gently stroked her face. He had a big worry in his heart. This time her head was injured, so he took the opportunity to put the memory in her brain. The blood clot was cleared up. If there were no accidents, when she woke up, she would be able to restore her previous memories. This should have been a good thing, but he was afraid that after she restored her memory, she would forget him.

He left his hometown and Qianli Zhaozhao came here because of her. If she forgot herself because of this, not only would there be a flash of sadness in his eyes.

"Zi Yan, I have already decided that you are my wife. Even if you forget me, I will not let you go." If she really forgets him, he will pursue her again and make her fall in love with him again. Song Yuwen held her hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed it lightly, his eyes were gentle and affectionate.

"Zi Yan." At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, a man in a suit dressed like a professional elite walked in with a worried face, saw Song Yuwen holding Zi Yan's hand, Immediately stepped forward and asked hostilely, "Who are you and why are you here?"

Song Yuwen frowned, looked at him, and said flatly, "I'm Ziyan's boyfriend, who are you?"

"What, you are her boyfriend?" The man suddenly showed an expression of disbelief, stepped forward, grabbed his collar, pulled him up from the chair, and said excitedly, " You lied, you are her boyfriend, so what am I?"

Song Yuwen's heart trembled suddenly, seeing the angry look on his face, could it be that he was Ziyan's boyfriend before she lost her memory?

"Tell me, you lied to me. Ziyan said that in the past two years, she doesn't want to fall in love, so don't you try to lie to me." The man said angrily.

Hearing what he said, Song Yuwen breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this man was at most Ziyan's suitor. He pushed his hand away with a little force and said coldly, "I'm sorry, Ziyan is indeed It's my girlfriend, we're living together and we've adopted a child together."

"What, it's impossible for you to live with Ziyan, I don't believe it, you can't lie to me..." The man was shocked when he heard that Ziyan was living with him, he clenched his fist hard, and wanted to swing at him, But no sooner had he raised his fist in mid-air than he stopped.

Because there was a sharp scalpel against the artery in his neck.

"Ziyan had an operation today, and she hasn't woken up yet. If you want to die here, I can fulfill you." Song Yuwen held the scalpel against his neck, his cold eyes gradually turned dark, and the knife in his hand The scalpel is used to save people, but it can also be turned into a murder weapon when necessary.

The cold and sharp scalpel was threatening his life, the man showed a terrified expression on his face, and said anxiously: "Who said I want to die, quickly take away the scalpel..." Seeing him suddenly look like He was so frightened that he was so frightened of a man who looked like a Shura.

"Ziyan needs to rest, you are too noisy here." Seeing that he was so scared, Song Yuwen's eyes flashed a cold light of contempt. With a person like him, he wanted to pursue Ziyan, and he was beyond his control. He was slow Slowly removed the scalpel, narrowed his eyes, "Get lost."

The man was really afraid of the scalpel in his hand, so he ran away with his tail between his legs.

Song Yuwen breathed a sigh of relief and put away the scalpel. He used to work as a doctor in a small town, and it was always peaceful. Ever since Zi Yan broke into his world, dangers followed one after another. He knew that he could no longer be like before, He has to become stronger to be able to protect Ziyan and the child, and the scalpel is his best weapon.

Behind him, Ziyan's anxious sleepy voice suddenly sounded: "My child...don't snatch my child...give me my child...my child..."

Song Yuwen turned around quickly, and saw Ziyan lying on the hospital bed, having a nightmare, and she kept making screams of struggle. She must have dreamed about the scene of her child being snatched away.

He hurriedly sat by the bed, held her hand, stroked her face with the other hand, and coaxed gently: "Zi Yan, don't be afraid, you are just having a nightmare, the child is fine, he was rescued , he is at the young lady's house now, he is fine, you don't have to worry about him."

"My child...don't...it's you...you're not dead...ah..." Zi Yan, who was screaming, suddenly opened her eyes. Looking at the strange disease in front of her, her previous memories quickly appeared in her mind. memory.

Her pale face showed a bewildered look, and she actually recovered her memory.

"Ziyan, you are awake. The child is fine. He has been rescued. He is at the young lady's house. Don't worry, Ziyan..." Seeing her wake up, Song Yuwen hurriedly explained to her, and she listened There was no response for a while, his heart skipped a beat, and he called her name softly with some worry, "Zi Yan, what's wrong with you?"

She looked at him very confused, did she forget him?

Song Yuwen's heart suddenly felt like being pricked by a needle, it was very painful and uncomfortable. Could it be that the thing he least wanted to see was finally going to happen.

He looked at her and said anxiously: "Zi Yan, do you still remember me, Zi Yan, I am Song Yuwen, I am your brother Song, don't forget me..."

Seeing the worried look on her face, Zi Yan slowly stretched out her hand, gently caressed his handsome face, and then slowly raised the corners of her lips, and smiled: "Brother Song, how could I forget you." As long as the child is fine , she paused, then became anxious, and said, "I have to inform the young mistress that Liu Hui is still alive, and she stole the child..."

Song Yuwen stretched out his hands to hold her shoulders, preventing her from getting up, and said softly: "The young mistress already knows that Liu Hui committed a crime and cannot live, and she has already been punished."

Zi Yan asked in astonishment: "What do you mean?"

Song Yuwen nodded slightly and said, "She fell from the third floor and died on the spot."

He held her hand, looked at her, his eyes were soft and blazing, "Zi Yan, I was almost scared to death by you, if you have anything, what do you want me to do?"

Ziyan's pale face flushed slightly: "How could I be willing to leave you...and the baby..."

"Zi Yan." Song Yuwen's heart moved, he reached out to lift her chin, couldn't help but leaned down, kissed her lips lightly, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said softly and domineeringly, "I won't let you get hurt again. "