The Supreme Pamper: The boss has been fascinated for a long time

Ling Yan felt angry about getting up, especially with a baby lump in his arms.

After being woken up, there was a hostility in his eyes, and he looked at the person who came.

"What are you doing here?"

"My fiancé is injured, so I can't come over and take a look?"

Song Qiyun recognized Yan Zhen, isn't she an artist under Lezhong?It turns out that she is the one who hides her beauty in Ling Yan's golden house?

She walked closer and took a look, and she really had a face that made a man's heart flutter. She was only in her early twenties, her skin was smooth and fair even without makeup, and the blend of facial features had an indescribable charm. Like the kind of "oxygen beauty" that is said on the Internet now.

Unlike Song Qiyun, as she gets older, she will get edema the next day after staying up all night.

Tsk, men really like young and beautiful.

Yan Zhen was woken up by the voice, she opened her eyes in a daze, and what she saw was the white ceiling above her head.

It took me a while to remember that they were in the hospital.

She hurriedly got up from the bed, only to find that there was another woman in exquisite clothes in the ward.

Song Qiyun's aura was very flamboyant, she stepped on high heels and walked up to Yan Zhen, and in her surprised eyes, stretched out her hand to her.

"Hi Miss Yan, I'm Song Qiyun, Ling Yan's fiancée who just got engaged yesterday."

Yan Zhen suddenly felt ashamed. When his fiancee found her sleeping on the same bed with him, a sense of shame welled up in her heart, and she subconsciously wanted to escape.

Ling Yan stretched out one hand to wrap her arms around her waist, and patted Song Qiyun's hand away with the other.

"Stop doing this, she's timid, don't scare her."

"Hey, why are you protecting me so tightly? After all, I'm your rightful fiancee, right? Can you show some respect?"

Song Qiyun has the air of an empress in the palace, even if she points at Yan Zhen's nose and scolds, she doesn't know how to retaliate.

"Let go of me." Yan Zhen pushed Ling Yan a bit: "Don't get involved in the things between you two."

Not only did Ling Yan not let go, but he hugged him even tighter. He frowned and looked at Song Qiyun: "My engagement to you is just a stopgap measure, so don't put on an air here. I don't want Yan Zhen to misunderstand."

"What expedient measure? Didn't you say that before? Didn't you beg me to book this marriage?"

Song Qiyun showed a look of being deceived: "Are all those sweet words you said to me lying to me?"

Ling Yan's head suddenly became dizzy, why is this woman so good at turning right and wrong?

Yan Zhen originally had a reason to convince herself that he had a hard time, but now hearing what Song Qiyun said, she felt that Ling Yan was a complete scumbag.

"Song Qiyun." Ling Yan called her name in a very cold voice: "I advise you to speak well."

"Oh, you're still threatening me? I'm really scared."

Song Qiyun smiled and winked at him, if he doesn't give her face, then don't blame her.

"Miss Song, don't get me wrong. I have unilaterally decided to separate from Ling Yan. I don't want to destroy your relationship, and I won't treat him as a mistress."

Yan Zhen sincerely apologized to Song Qiyun, Ling Yan's brows became deeper and deeper, and he explained to Yan Zhen: "Don't listen to her nonsense. I have nothing with her. The engagement is just a cover, two months at most... "

"Enough, Ling Yan, we should have ended a long time ago." Although Yan Zhen felt that they hadn't started, the relationship between them was wrong.

"Go and marry you, let me go..." Yan Zhen sniffed, her voice choked up: "If you force me again, I'll just disappear in front of you forever."

After she finished speaking, she left the ward. Ling Yan's face was gloomy, and his eyes were as cold as knives.

"Are you satisfied now?"

Song Qiyun sat down beside Ling Yan's bed, and said with a smile: "This girl doesn't like you, because I gave up on you in just a few words. What are you still rushing for? Twisted melons are not sweet."

"I just like twisted melons."

Whether it is sweet or not, he knows in his heart, Ling Yan has a gloomy face at the moment: "Song Qiyun, don't make trouble, I hate others threatening me the most."

It was difficult to coax Yan Zhen at first, but if Song Qiyun got involved again, he would be even less sure that he could coax her well.

"Ling Yan, don't forget what you promised me. You protect her like this in front of me. Where do you want my face to go?"

"I don't care where you put your face? If you talk nonsense again, don't blame me for tearing your face."

The anger on Ling Yan's face remained undiminished, "Get out—"

When was Song Qiyun told to get lost?

"Okay, Ling Yan, you have the guts!" Song Qiyun shook her hair angrily and left.

Not long after Yan Zhen left the hospital, she received a call from the nursing home.

"Miss Yan, come here quickly, your mother is about to die."

Yan Zhen rushed to the nursing home, and her mother Shen Yuemei only breathed her last, just to see her again.

"Mom." Yan Zhen knelt by the bed and held her hand: "What's wrong with you?"

"Zhenzhen, mother has dragged you down, I am too tired to live, and I have long wanted to be relieved."

Shen Yuemei jumped from the fourth floor when the nurse was not paying attention, and rescued her on the spot, but it was too late.

"Zhenzhen, let mother go, so that you can live more easily in the future, but unfortunately I can't see you get married and have children, even if mother is gone, you still have to live well..."

Yan Zhen held her mother's hand, feeling her body temperature drop little by little, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Mom, I promise you."

When Shen Yuemei left, she was very peaceful and didn't feel any pain.

The funeral was very simple. They left their hometowns and came to Beijing. They had no relatives here.

When Ling Yan got the news and rushed over, Shen Yuemei had already been buried, and Yan Zhen's eyes were swollen from crying, Ling Yan hugged her into his arms distressedly.

Yan Zhen didn't struggle and let him hold her.

"I don't have a mother anymore."

"Zhenzhen, you still have me." Ling Yan hugged her cool body, it was raining lightly outside, she didn't know how long she stood here.

"Are you cold? Let's go home."

Where does she have a home?She doesn't even have a mother now.

Yan Zhen was brought back to the apartment by Ling Yan like a puppet, and when he got home, he helped her change out of her wet clothes. He felt her body was still shaking, and he wanted to warm her up.

Ling Yan hugged her and kissed her, he wanted to use this method to warm her body back up.

When his kiss fell on her neck, Yan Zhen suddenly pushed him away and looked at him with very indifferent eyes.

"Ling Yan, my mother is gone, you can no longer threaten me."

In her eyes was a kind of desperate determination, as if she didn't even bother to pretend.

Ling Yan clearly realized how determined she was to leave him, he squatted in front of her, begging humbly.

"Can't I beg you? Don't go..."