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

Yu Zeqiu shook his head, "It's enough for you and my dad to stay with her in the hospital."

Yu Wei didn't say anything more, stood up and left.

Although she didn't have much contact with Pang Miao, she could tell that Xiao Qiu didn't like Pang Miao. If Xiao Qiu was a healthy child, they might be able to slowly develop a relationship.

But with Xiaoqiu's physical condition, she still hoped that he could live happily in the remaining time.

Yu Wei rushed to the hospital and walked into the elevator.

Not far away, Zhou Juan took the medicine and chased for a few steps. The elevator door slowly closed.

Zhou Juan's eyes darkened a bit. She returned to the ward with the medicine, and Wen Tianliang was lying on the bed, looking haggard.

"Guess who I just saw?"

Wen Tianliang's eyes were cloudy and he asked feebly: "Who can you see?"

"Why, you don't have any relatives in the emperor?" Zhou Juan sat beside the hospital bed and deliberately glanced at the patients in the same ward, "Now that you have this disease, it will be a bottomless pit in the future. Don't forget, you still have I have a nephew in the imperial capital."

Wen Tianliang's face darkened a bit, "You mean Xiaoqiu? Have you seen him?"

"I didn't see him, but I saw his adoptive mother."

Wen Tianliang thought for a while, "His sick boy might have died long ago. Besides..."

He lowered his voice, "I told you, he will have nothing to do with us from now on."

That Yan family is not someone they can afford to offend.

"I'll find out if he's dead or not." Zhou Juan snorted coldly, "Anyway, you're almost...you're like this, maybe we really have to go back to sell houses and cars! Don't forget, We raised him for such a long time back then, and it’s time for him to repay us!”

Wen Tianliang coughed a few times and didn't object anymore. After all, he couldn't be a burden because he had emptied the family's wealth. Seeing that the children were getting older and getting married, he couldn't be a burden.

Yan Jiayi stayed in the hospital for three days. Yu Wei, Yan Wenzhou and their two little ones took her out of the hospital.

In three days, she lost a lot of weight.

The servants had already gone on holiday, and Yan Wenzhou prepared dinner, but the meals were mainly light.

Yu Zeqiu was nowhere to be seen in the villa.

Yan Jiayi still had little appetite and didn't eat much.

She returned to the bedroom and received a call from Zhao Muyuan.

"Jiayi, do you have time? I'm outside your home right now and I want to meet you."

Yan Jiayi put on a coat and went downstairs.

Walking outside the villa, Yan Jiayi looked around, but there was no sign of Zhao Muyuan. She took out her mobile phone and originally wanted to call him, but someone patted her back.

She turned around and saw Zhao Muyuan holding a lit fairy stick in his hand and looking at her with a smile, the fireworks lighting up his face.

"Jiayi, let's set off fireworks together."

Yan Jiayi tightened her jacket and said, "Zhao Muyuan, you are so boring."

"You will never be bored if you do anything with the person you like." Zhao Muyuan put the fairy stick into her hand and lit another one.

Yan Jiayi was not interested in setting off fireworks, but when she returned home, even if he was not there, his shadow would be everywhere.

Zhao Muyuan prepared a lot of fairy sticks. He held one in one hand, drew a heart in the air, and looked at Yan Jiayi with a smile.

Looking at the smile on his face, she seemed to see her brother standing there, smiling at her.

After coming back to her senses, Yan Jiayi's eyes felt a little sour.

Looking at her pale face, Zhao Muyuan helped her light another one. The light of the fireworks shone on the faces of the two people, "Yan Jiayi, you look best when you are smiling."

Yan Jiayi looked at the fireworks burning in her hands. They bloomed in a few seconds.

Just like his love for her, it was so short-lived that she could hardly notice it.

"Are you feeling better?"

Yan Jiayi looked at Zhao Muyuan. There was a hint of caution on his handsome face. Now everyone in the imperial capital knew that the Yan family and the Pang family were going to get married.

Although he didn't know what happened between Jiayi and her brother, he knew that she must be sad now.

"Thank you."

"Jiayi, my arms are open to you at any time."

Yan Jiayi's eyes moved, "Zhao Muyuan, we will always be good friends."

Zhao Muyuan seemed to have expected her answer, and patted his shoulder, "Good friend, I can lend you a shoulder to lean on."

Yan Jiayi stretched out her fist and hit his shoulder, "Thank you very much."

In the next few days, Yan Jiayi did not see Yu Zeqiu. It was not until New Year's Eve that the family went to the old house to accompany the old lady Yan, and he finally showed up.

The Yan family came back one after another, and the old house was very lively.

At the dinner table, everyone mentioned the marriage between Yu Zeqiu and Pang Miao.

Mrs. Yan looked at Yu Zeqiu with a smile, "The girl our Xiaoqiu likes must be a very good girl. When will she bring her back for Grandma to take a look at?"

"I will bring her to see you after a while."

"Aren't we all getting engaged? It's time to bring someone back."

Yan Jiayi ate with her head down, and Yu Wei patted her arm, "Nuan Nuan, slow down, or your stomach will feel uncomfortable again."

After dinner, Yan Jia Shu and Yan Jia Yan took a few kids to set off fireworks. Yan Jia Yi thought the room was too stuffy, so she followed them out.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Fireworks rose into the sky and bloomed, illuminating the night sky. Yan Jiayi raised her head. The fireworks illuminated her little face with colorful colors, but made her even more lonely.

Yan Jiayan walked to her side and comforted her, "Sister, have you heard a sentence?"

Yan Jiayi looked at her in confusion, "What?"

"Replacing files is more thorough than deleting files." Yan Jiayan said sternly, "Being broken up is not terrible. We must have the courage to start a new relationship. I think the brother who was setting off fireworks with you downstairs a few days ago is good. "

"Which eye of yours saw me falling in love?"

Yan Jiayan said helplessly: "How about I give you a mirror now? There are four words 'I am lovelorn' written all over your body."

"I'm not falling in love."

"Brother is about to get married. It's normal for you to fall out of love at your age."

Yan Jiayi looked at her helplessly, "Kid, are you in puppy love?"

Yan Jiayan's cheeks were slightly red, "How could I fall in love prematurely!"

A few days later, Yu Zeqiu took Pang Miao to the old house of the Yan family. Mrs. Yan gave Pang Miao a thick red envelope and left the two of them to have lunch at the old house.

Coming out of the Yan family's old house, Pang Miao smiled and took Yu Zeqiu's arm, "Zeqiu, when will we go to your house to pay New Year's greetings?"

Yu Zeqiu pushed her hand away and said calmly: "It's not like my parents have never seen you before."

"How's that?" Pang Miao deliberately ignored his indifference, "We are about to get engaged. It wouldn't be good if I didn't go, right?"

"Nothing wrong."

Pang Miao lowered her face, "What about you? When will you go to my house? My parents are waiting."