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

Zhao Muyuan carried Yan Jiayi to a chair outside the banquet hall, then leaned over and helped her take off her high heels.

Yan Jiayi looked a little embarrassed. She wanted to take her foot back, but Zhao Muyuan used a little force and said, "Don't move. Your ankle is swollen. Let me see if there are any injured bones."

Zhao Muyuan knelt on the ground with one leg. He put Yan Jiayi's little foot on his knee and tried to press it, "Does it hurt here?"

Yan Jiayi was in a trance, as if she saw the boy who was carefully protecting her through time.

She didn't understand why things turned out like this.

Seeing her crying, Zhao Muyuan hurriedly let go of his hand, "Jiayi, does it hurt?"

Yan Jiayi shook her head.

Zhao Muyuan lovingly wiped the tears from her cheeks and coaxed her softly, "Stop crying, okay?"

She didn't want to cry either, but she just couldn't stop.

She suddenly regretted telling him her feelings. If she didn't say anything, maybe they could still be the same as before.

She was so greedy that she messed everything up and lost her brother.

Zhao Muyuan picked her up again and took her back to the apartment.

Yan Jiayi was lying on the bed, while the nanny went to make sober soup.

Zhao Muyuan took out the ointment and applied it to her ankles.

Yan Jiayi was dizzy from crying, and from drinking, her head was dizzy and she fell asleep.

Looking at the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, Zhao Muyuan stretched out his hand to gently wipe them away for her. Yan Jiayi suddenly held his hand, rubbed it in his hand like a kitten, and murmured softly, " Brother, don’t leave Nuannuan behind, okay?”

……

When Yu Zeqiu woke up, he was in the villa and it was already early morning the next day.

Yu Wei stayed by his bedside and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was awake, "Xiao Qiu, are you hungry? Mommy will cook you a bowl of noodles."

After not sleeping all night, Yu Wei's face looked a little haggard.

"Mom, go get some sleep, I'm fine."

"It doesn't matter. Mom will cook some noodles for you first."

Yu Wei went downstairs and happened to meet Yan Wenzhou coming back.

"Is Nuannuan okay?"

"It's nothing, Zhao Muyuan is staying with her in the apartment." Yan Wenzhou glanced upstairs, "Where is Xiaoqiu?"

"He's already awake. I'll go cook some noodles for him."

Yan Wenzhou walked up to her and squeezed her shoulders, "I didn't sleep all night last night. Go catch up on some sleep. I'll cook."

Yu Wei held his hand and asked hesitantly: "Yan Wenzhou, do you blame me? If I hadn't insisted on adopting Xiaoqiu, maybe Nuannuan wouldn't be in such pain now..."

She never imagined that Nuan Nuan would fall in love with Xiao Qiu.

She didn't even dare to think about Xiao Qiu's feelings for Nuan Nuan.

"Honey, there is no need to dwell on what has happened." Yan Wenzhou advised her softly, "Xiaoqiu and Pang Miao are already engaged. Even if Jiayi is sad, she can definitely come out of it, and things will develop in a good direction. ”

Yan Wenzhou kissed the top of her hair, "Go and have a rest, don't think about it anymore."

Yu Wei returned to the bedroom, and Yan Wenzhou walked into the kitchen, cooked a bowl of clear soup noodles, and brought it to Yu Zeqiu's bedroom.

Yu Zeqiu saw him and stood up, "Dad."

Yan Wenzhou put the noodles on the desk aside, "Eat it while it's hot."

Yu Zeqiu sat at the desk and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I've eaten the noodles you cooked."

"The engagement is already engaged, what are your plans next?"

"According to what you told my mother before, we will return to China to develop after graduation." Yu Zeqiu said in a very soft voice, "Dad, what do you think about letting Nuannuan go abroad for a while?"

Yan Wenzhou's eyes paused for a moment, he indeed had such a plan.

"She probably doesn't want to see me very much after I return to China." Yu Zeqiu said, coughing a few times, "You also know that my physical condition will only last for more than a year at most. When the time comes, tell her that I It's an accidental death, so she should be able to accept it better."

Yan Wenzhou patted his shoulder, turned and walked out of the room.

Yu Zeqiu stood up and said, "Dad, I'm sorry."

Yan Wenzhou paused.

Yu Zeqiu's voice was hoarse, "I have failed you and my mother in raising me up over the years. I am not a good son, let alone a good brother. I am really sorry."

"Xiao Qiu, your mother and I have never regretted adopting you." Yan Wenzhou opened the door, "It's still early, let's take a rest after eating the noodles."

The door is closed.

Yu Zeqiu sat back on the chair. He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of noodles. Tears fell down his cheeks and dropped into the bowl.

When the whole world abandoned him, it was his mother who pulled him out of the mire, wiped away the mud all over his body, gave him warmth, and gave him hope to live.

And Nuannuan is the treasure that mother and father hold in their hands.

How dare he, how could he touch her?

in the apartment.

When Yan Jiayi woke up, it was almost noon, and she slept a little deeply this time.

I lifted the quilt and got out of bed. There was still some pain in my ankle, but no bones were hurt and I could still walk.

After she washed up, she walked out of the bedroom. Aunt Wang saw her coming out and asked worriedly: "Miss Nuannuan, does your head still hurt?"

Yan Jiayi shook her head. There was movement in the kitchen, and she was a little surprised, "Who is in the kitchen?"

"Mr. Zhao, he said he would make breakfast for you personally. He has been working on it for more than an hour."

"Are you talking about Zhao Muyuan? He didn't leave?"

"Last night, you vomited. Mr. Zhao was worried that you were not feeling well, so he stayed in the guest room for one night."

Yan Jiayi patted her head, having no memory of what happened last night.

The kitchen door opened, and Zhao Muyuan came out with freshly baked omelettes, "Jiayi, you woke up just in time. Breakfast is ready. You can eat it."

Zhao Muyuan's cell phone rang, and he put his things on the dining table to connect it.

Yuan Zhengmei's voice came through the receiver, "Zhao Muyuan! If you don't send me back to the hospital to change my dressing within half an hour, I will treat you as my son from now on!"

Zhao Muyuan took the phone away and said, "Mom, I told you, I'm fine!"

"You said everything is fine? Then what else do you need a doctor for? If you don't get angry with me for a day, you will feel uncomfortable all over!"

Zhao Muyuan smiled awkwardly at Yan Jiayi and returned to the kitchen with his cell phone.

Yan Jiayi sat at the dining table and looked at the heart-shaped omelette made by Zhao Muyuan. Except that it was a little burnt, it seemed... She picked up one and took a careful bite, then quietly spit it into the trash can nearby.

It turns out that there are people in this world whose cooking is worse than what she cooks.

Zhao Muyuan took off his apron and walked out of the kitchen, "Jiayi, I have to go back to the hospital first."

Yan Jiayi hesitated for a moment and called him, "Wait a moment, I'll go with you."