Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

Yan Wenzhou tried to open the door and found that it was locked by her.

"Jiayi, it's dad."

Yan Jiayi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and went to open the door. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at him, "Dad."

"I made an appointment with your Uncle Gu to play golf. Do you want to go with me?"

Thinking that Yu Zeqiu was still at home, Yan Jiayi nodded, "I'll go change clothes."

Her little face was pale, which made her eyes even redder.

"Why are you crying?"

When Yan Jiayi heard this, tears welled up in her eyes. She glanced at the beginning and said in a low voice, "I watched the movie. It was so touching."

After changing into sportswear, Yan Jiayi walked out of the bedroom.

He met Yu Zeqiu head-on.

He was wearing home clothes and looked a little haggard.

Yan Jiayi clenched her palms. It had only been a day, but it seemed like a long time had passed. She took a deep breath and walked past him.

Yu Zeqiu looked at her eyes that were swollen from crying, and his heart felt as if someone was grabbing her hard.

When she got downstairs, Yan Jiayi wiped the tears from her eyes. She couldn't figure out why he could be with another person so quickly.

Can a person really like one person and be so close to another person?

Yu Zeqiu watched Yan Jiayi get into the car and leave, sitting on a wicker chair nearby.

The warm sunshine fell on him, but he felt cold. His sunshine was getting further and further away from him.

In the club.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Yan Jiayi held the pole and wanted to use her full strength in every stroke.

Gu Tingsen was a little surprised to see her look like this. He looked at Yan Wenzhou and lowered his voice and asked, "Is your little princess out of love?"

Yan Wenzhou did not deny it.

"Which bastard dares to make your little princess so sad?"

Yan Wenzhou leaned back in his chair, "Some sadness is temporary, but some is lifelong."

Gu Tingsen was confused when he heard this, but a warning bell sounded in his heart. The little princesses of the Yan family were all starting to fall in love. Could it be that their little princess was also secretly falling in love with someone behind his back?

After playing golf for a long time, she was sweating all over, and Yan Jiayi finally felt better.

Yan Wenzhou specially took her out for lunch.

Exercise consumed a lot of energy. Yan Jiayi had a good appetite and ate a lot.

The Chinese New Year is coming up in a few days, and the restaurant is full of Chinese New Year atmosphere.

Returning to the villa in the afternoon, Yan Jiayi locked herself in the bedroom again.

Yu Wei knocked on the door. Today, New Year's Eve, she wanted to take the children back to her old house to have dinner with the old lady and talk about Xiao Qiu and Pang Miao's engagement.

"Mom, I want to take a nap. I'll drive there by myself in the evening."

"Then you have a good rest." Yu Wei sighed silently, turned around and went downstairs.

Yu Zeqiu was not in the villa, so Yu Wei took Yan Jiayan with her. Yan Jiayan went out and called him on the way.

Yan Jiayi was lying on the bed, her stomach feeling bloated and uncomfortable.

She looked at the ceiling, the words she heard that morning flashing through her mind, as if her brain had its own consciousness.

She could see them both lying disheveled on the bed.

Yan Jiayi couldn't control it anymore, so she ran to the bathroom, dug into the toilet and vomited. However, her stomach was obviously very bloated, but she couldn't vomit anything out and could only retching there.

Thinking of those hands that had held her countless times and touched another woman, Yan Jiayi felt her stomach churn again.

When he kissed Pang Miao, were his lips cold too?

Tears fell down her cheeks. Yan Jiayi leaned aside and bit the back of her hand hard to prevent herself from crying. How could he be so cruel to her?

The sky outside gradually darkened, and she had never felt that the day was so long and difficult.

Yan Jiayi fell into a deep sleep, and someone touched her forehead.

"Nuan Nuan, what's wrong with you?"

She slowly opened her eyes, and there was only a small bedside lamp on in the room. The dim light hit his face, and his eyes were so soft.

Yu Zeqiu originally thought that everyone had gone to the old house. After returning home, he heard from the servant that Nuan Nuan had not gone and had locked himself in the room all afternoon and never left the house.

No one answered when he knocked on the door. When he came in, he found her lying on the bed, feeling hot all over.

Yan Jiayi was in a trance, thinking she was dreaming. She held his hand and placed it on her heart, looking at him painfully, "Brother, I don't feel comfortable here. It hurts."

Yu Zeqiu's eyes paused for a moment, and he could clearly feel the beating of her heart under his palms.

Seeing her painful expression, Yu Zeqiu resisted the urge to hold her in his arms, retracted his hand, and looked at her apologetically, "Nuan Nuan, I'm sorry, everything will pass."

Yan Jiayi smiled, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, "What if I can't make it? Do you still want to marry her?"

"Things have already happened." Yu Zeqiu's voice was calm, "Perhaps, fate has already made arrangements for us, and we must learn to accept it."

The brother in the dream would not say such cold and heartless words to her.

"I don't want to accept it, and I won't accept it!" Yan Jiayi wiped away the tears on her cheeks, "If you want to be responsible, just take responsibility and get married!"

Yan Jiayi's little face was covered with sweat because of the pain, "I won't be like you, you can pretend you don't like someone if you like it! I don't think it's a mistake for me to like you, and I will never be like you again. Your good sister!”

Yan Jiayi stopped looking at him. Her body was shaking a little because of the pain, and she couldn't help feeling nauseated.

Seeing her face getting paler, Yu Zeqiu asked with concern: "Nuan Nuan, are you feeling sick in your stomach?"

Yan Jiayi sat up and said, "You don't need to worry about me!"

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, feeling a spasm of pain in her stomach. Yu Zeqiu helped her in time, "It should be acute gastroenteritis. I'll take you to the hospital."

"I don't want you to control me!" Yan Jiayi pushed him hard, but she didn't have much strength in her hands.

Yu Zeqiu picked him up and walked downstairs.

Yan Jiayi's little face was wrinkled in pain, looking at the anxious look on his face, she felt a little dazed. She had never felt that he was so far away from her.

When she arrived at the hospital, Yu Zeqiu carried her to the emergency room. After the doctor diagnosed her, it was indeed acute gastroenteritis and prescribed painkillers for her.

Yu Zeqiu looked pale and leaned against the wall, trying to breathe steadily, then took out his mobile phone and called Yu Wei.

Yan Jiayi saw him standing outside the ward through the glass, walking back and forth.

After a while, he walked into the ward.

"I'm afraid that grandma will be worried, so they won't come over until after dinner." Yu Zeqiu leaned against the wall nearby, "I'll leave after mom comes over."

Yan Jiayi just looked at him quietly, tears flowing quietly from the corners of her eyes.

Yu Zeqiu hesitated for a moment, then walked to her side and helped her wipe away her tears, but there were more and more tears. His heart clenched into a ball, and his voice was hoarse, "Nuan Nuan, be good, don't cry anymore, okay?"