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

Yan Jiayi closed her eyes and whispered, "Brother, I really want to go back to my childhood."

At that time, I didn’t understand what liking meant.

But as long as she wants, her brother will always be by her side.

Now, he was clearly by her side, but she felt like he was getting further and further away from her.

After she finished speaking, she turned her back and stopped looking at him.

Yu Zeqiu looked at her back, feeling bitter in his heart.

There are still tears in her hands, as long as she gets through it, time will be a good medicine.

After Yu Wei had dinner with Yan Wenzhou, she rushed to the hospital.

Yu Zeqiu was sitting on the bench outside the ward. When he saw two people coming over, he stood up and said, "Nuan Nuan's fever has gone away."

Seeing that his face didn't look good, Yu Wei looked at him worriedly, "Xiao Qiu, are you feeling unwell again?"

"Mom, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired."

"Then you go home and rest. Your father and I are here."

Yu Zeqiu nodded and walked directly to the elevator entrance. Looking at his lonely figure, Yu Wei's eyes were a little red. Yan Wenzhou put his arm around her shoulders and whispered: "Let's go in and see Jiayi first."

Walking into the elevator and watching the elevator door slowly closing, Yu Zeqiu seemed to finally be unable to hold on any longer. He leaned on the elevator wall and closed his eyes, which were filled with her crying eyes.

He never knew that his princess would shed so many tears.

Yan Jiayi opened her eyes drowsily and saw her parents guarding the bedside. She subconsciously looked for him, but he was no longer in the ward.

Looking at her pale face, Yu Wei touched her cheek distressedly, "Nuan Nuan, does it still hurt?"

Yan Jiayi shook her head.

Yu Wei held her hand and massaged her gently.

Yan Wenzhou leaned over and touched her forehead, "Dad will be watching over you in the hospital tonight. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me in time."

That night, Yan Jiayi fell asleep in a daze, always having strange dreams. In the dream, Yu Zeqiu and Pang Miao held a wedding in a castle.

She rushed over and told him that she was his princess.

But he ignored him at all and lowered his head to kiss Pang Miao under the witness of everyone.

Yan Jiayi opened her eyes suddenly, the sunlight was a bit dazzling.

"Jiayi, are you awake?" Pang Miao's voice sounded.

For a moment, Yan Jiayi thought she was still in a dream.

Pang Miao put the bouquet aside, "Jiayi, I heard Zeqiu said that you were sick, so I came here to see you. Are you okay?"

Not a dream.

So after returning from the hospital last night, he had contact with Pang Miao and even mentioned her.

Yan Jiayi suppressed the bitterness in her heart and sat up. Pang Miao hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "Your face is so pale. Are you okay?"

Yan Jiayi pushed her hand away and said politely, "I'm fine."

"It's okay." Pang Miao took back his hand, not caring about her cold attitude, "Jiayi, you must have heard that your brother and I will get engaged soon."

Yan Jiayi leaned on the bed and did not respond.

"So, you will also be my sister from now on." Pang Miao looked at her with a smile, "If something happens and it's inconvenient to come to your brother, you can come to me."

Yan Jiayi clenched her palms and looked at her, "Sister Pang Miao, do you like my brother very much?"

Pang Miao's eyes became very soft, "Jiayi, when I first saw your brother in high school, I fell in love with him. Not only did he study well, he was excellent in all aspects, and he also treated his classmates well. He is sincere and never puts on airs because of his superior family background.”

As if thinking of some good memories, Pang Miao looked at her with a smile, "One time in physical education class, I fainted from heat stroke, and it was he who took me to the infirmary. At that time, I knew that he would be my only choice in this life. "

Must he?

"So...does he like you too?"

The smile on Pang Miao's face faded a bit, "Jiayi, feelings can be cultivated."

Yan Jiayi's eyes dimmed a little. They would have plenty of time to cultivate their relationship in the future.

Yan Wenzhou opened the door and came in. Pang Miao stood up quickly and greeted him politely, "Hello, Uncle Yan."

Yan Wenzhou glanced at her calmly, "Did you come alone?"

Pang Miao said hurriedly: "Originally, I wanted to come here with Zeqiu, but he had something to do temporarily, so I came over by myself."

She seemed a little nervous. Yan Wenzhou knew that she was lying, but he did not expose her. Seeing that Yan Jiayi had woken up, he said softly: "Jiayi, are you still feeling uncomfortable in your stomach? Your mother made the soup specially for you. Drink a little first."

Pang Miao stepped forward diligently, "Uncle Yan, let me help Jiayi."

"No need." Yan Wenzhou's attitude was lukewarm, "I'll just come."

Hearing her father's refusal, Yan Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief, while Pang Miao retracted her hand awkwardly. She forced a smile, "Uncle Yan, you stayed with Jiayi all night last night. Are you tired? Why don't you go and take a rest?" , I will accompany Jiayi."

"Her mother will be here in a minute."

After being hit with two soft nails in succession, Pang Miao couldn't stay any longer no matter how thick-skinned she was. She took the handbag on the side and said, "Well, Jiayi, you have a good rest. I will come over with your brother to see you when I have time."

Yan Jiayi didn't respond. She didn't want to see the two of them having sex at all.

Pang Miao looked at Yan Wenzhou again, "Uncle Yan, I'll leave first."

"Walk slowly, don't send."

Pang Miao took a deep breath and walked out of the ward. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, but she knew in her heart that she was a high-achieving person who could marry into the Yan family, and it was natural for the Yan family to look down on her for a while.

She must endure it now until she can successfully marry into the Yan family. Even if Yan Jiayi doesn't like her, she must still call her sister-in-law. Yan Wenzhou doesn't want to see her. If she calls her dad, he will still agree!

After getting into the car, Pang Miao took out his mobile phone and called Yu Zeqiu.

Yu Zeqiu leaned on the wicker chair, his phone vibrating on the glass table, but he ignored it.

Pang Miao called twice more without giving up, but still no one answered. She was so angry that she slapped the steering wheel hard. What did Yu Zeqiu mean?

He promised that he would be responsible, but he refused to even answer her phone call!

"Dong dong dong" the knock on the door sounded.

Yu Zeqiu put the phone away and responded. Yu Wei walked into his bedroom and saw him sitting on the balcony. She took a coat and put it on him, "Isn't it cold?"

"If it's colder, people will be more energetic."

Yu Wei sat next to him, "Xiao Qiu, tell mom, what exactly do you think?"

Yu Zeqiu looked at the sun not far away. The sunlight was not dazzling. "Mom, I know what I am doing, and Pang Miao also knows what she is doing. We are not children and we must always be responsible for our own choices."

He is the child she raised with her own hands. Of course she hopes to see him get married and have children, but...

"Xiaoqiu, I want to go to the hospital to see Nuan Nuan, do you want to come with me?"