Life becomes easier after the love brain awakens!

Under the shining lights.

Bai Muye watched Jiang Yan treat his wound, the wound that had been injured and healed many times by itself.

For the first time, I felt the warmth of being cared for.

Even though I saw his worst side, I never despised his warmth.

"In fact, you are already very good. If I had parents like this, I would definitely be more depressed than you."

"Have a good sleep tonight. I'll take care of your mother's situation. In the future, if she asks you to attend social events, you're not allowed to go."

Finally, Jiang Yan wrapped his wound twice with gauze and tied a bow.

Bai Muye didn't say anything either, just listened silently, as well-behaved as a child.

Jiang Yan looked at him, still a little worried, "Are you okay alone? Do you want someone to come and accompany you?"

"Need not."

"If you have anything to say, just call me..."

Jiang Yan gave some worried instructions before leaving.

Bai Muye looked at the closed door of his home.

The huge home seemed to have suddenly lost its warmth, becoming cold and quiet, as if he was the only one left in the world.

That kind of sad mood surged up again bit by bit.

He lowered his eyes and saw the medical supplies on the table, then suppressed his emotions and turned to go to his studio.

The room was in a mess. When his mother came in the evening, she saw him drawing inside and got angry, so she turned things over and smashed them.

He picked it up bit by bit...

----

Jiang Yan just came out of Bai Muye's house.

The phone rang.

Wanfu called her.

As soon as she answered the phone.

Then Wanfu said, "Madam, Mr. Feng is seriously injured. Please come to the hospital immediately."

"He's seriously injured and you're looking for his parents, why are you looking for me? Didn't he tell you that we're already in a relationship of getting a divorce?"

Wanfu: ...

What big news has he found? !

The CEO asked him to check on her and take her to the hospital, and he felt something was wrong.

original.

She is the one who wants to divorce him!

The president had ignored her before, but she loved him to death. Now, the president is willing to kneel down for her, so why does she want to divorce him?

Do you think the president is too old and fall in love with that little boy Bai Muye?

Looking at the disconnected phone, Wanfu looked up at the community in front of him with some embarrassment.

Just when he was hesitating whether to force his way in, he saw Jiang Yan coming out.

He immediately stepped forward and said, "Madam, Mr. Feng wants to see you. You should go to the hospital with me."

Jiang Yan saw him, then looked at the bodyguards and car waiting on the side, and understood.

"Feng Yuhan is back?"

"I just got back..." Wan Fu Nian didn't want to force her because he had been eating her food for many years. "Madam, I don't want to embarrass you, but this is what Mr. Feng said..."

It was obvious that she had to go, so Jiang Yan got into the car tactfully and asked, "Which hospital is he staying in?"

As she asked, she took out her phone and sent a message to Li Xiaoxiao, "Do you have Mo Xiao's phone number? Send it to me."

Li Xiaoxiao quickly replied, "No phone number, only WeChat."

Jiang Yan: [Send him my phone number and tell him there is a big deal and ask him to contact me.]

5 minute later.

Jiang Yan finally waited for a call from an unfamiliar number.

She answered.

Mo Xiao's ruffian voice came over, "I heard that Miss Jiang has a big business deal for me."

"Indeed, there is one, and it's extremely urgent. It's not convenient to talk on the phone, so I'll send you a message."

Jiang Yan hung up the phone and sent a message instead, "I need a bodyguard, he must be good, at least as good as Feng Yuhan."

Mo Xiao: [That price is a bit expensive.]

Jiang Yan: [Price is not an issue, the key is quality.]

Mo Xiao: [When do you want it? Do you want a temporary one or a monthly one?]

Jiang Yan: [I want it now, monthly subscription, on-call service.]

Mo Xiao: [One million.]

Jiang Yan is now allergic to 100 million.

The starting price is 100 million everywhere.

When she thought about how she had been paid 100 million a month for the crime, but no useful dirt was ever found out, she became more cautious this time.

Jiang Yan: [Send me an account number. Although we are old classmates, I have to be frank. If the person you send is not good enough and not worth the price, I will definitely look for you.]

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Feng Yuhan was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the door of the ward with a gloomy face.

More than forty minutes passed.

Jiang Yan hasn’t been brought here yet!

He was picking up his cell phone, ready to call Wanfu.

The door of the ward finally opened.

Jiang Yan walked into the ward while bowing, folded her arms, and looked at Feng Yuhan expressionlessly.

Wanfu closed the door of the ward.

Leave room for both of them.

The ward was so quiet that there was not a sound.

Jiang Yan met his cold face, as if she didn't notice, and curled her lips coldly, "You really make me look at you in a new light."

"It's either threats or coercion."

"You have almost used all these despicable and dirty tricks."

Feng Yuhan looked at her, his face becoming darker and darker, his eyes becoming colder and sharper, as if he wanted to stare a hole in her face.

"Tell me, why did you invite me here?"

Feng Yuhan lifted the quilt and stood up.

He walked towards her step by step.

Jiang Yan glanced at the injured part of his body and stood there without moving.

"I just want to see how happy you are after lying to me." Feng Yuhan stood in front of her, looking down at her with cold eyes, "Why didn't I realize before that you are such a good actor."

"I've been with you for a long time, and I've been influenced by you."

Jiang Yan's eyes were indifferent.

Feng Yuhan tightened his throat and approached her, "What did I act?"

Jiang Yan stretched out her hand to separate them.

His hand was resting right on his wound.

Feng Yuhan seemed unaware and continued to approach her, grabbing her lower back, his face turning pale with coldness, "Do you think all the kindness I showed you was just an act?"

Jiang Yan looked at the mad man so close to her, and didn't dare to use force, fearing that he would accuse her of intentional injury again, "Didn't you admit it yourself?"

Feng Yuhan's throat tightened, "You believe me when I say I'm acting? Don't you have your own feelings?"

Jiang Yan looked at him coldly, "I want a divorce because I have my own feelings."

Feng Yuhan looked at her, trying to find some signs of hypocrisy on her face.

But no.

He once suspected that she was not Jiang Yan, so he asked someone to do a paternity test, and the result proved that she was Jiang Yan.

But it was obviously her.

Even though he treated her so badly before, her love for him did not waver in the slightest.

Why did she stop loving him even though he treated her well?

Why did she let go of the relationship after 7 years just like that?

The hand holding her waist tightened, he didn't want to let her go, as if if he let go, he would really never be able to hold her again, "You want a divorce? ... Jiang Yan, I don't agree."

Jiang Yan glanced at him indifferently, with no sadness or joy on her face, "When we got married, you didn't agree, it doesn't matter, this time, I will still make you agree..."

"Oh, really?" Feng Yu smiled coldly, his eyes seemed to be filled with fire, staring fiercely at her extremely cold appearance, his heart seemed to be cut open, something dissipated outwards uncontrollably, an elusive feeling of panic enveloped him, suppressing the pain of the wound.

He couldn't help but lean over and kiss her.

Seeing that he was about to forcefully kiss her again, Jiang Yan turned her head away, stepped on his foot, and when she saw that he didn't react, she reached out and pressed on his wound.

I soon felt a damp and hot feeling on my hands.

But Feng Yuhan seemed like he was crazy.

Unmoved, as if not feeling the pain.

"Feng Yuhan, you are still restless even after being injured. Are you in a hurry to see the King of Hell in order to avoid divorce and make me a widow?"

Even if I'm injured.

In terms of strength, Jiang Yan is still no match for him.

"Don't worry, I won't let you experience the pain of widowhood. If I die, I will take you with me." Feng Yuhan lost his calm and rationality. The more she avoided him and resisted him, the more he couldn't stand it. "Didn't you enjoy it before? Didn't you like me like this? Why are you hiding now?"

Just when neither of them was willing to let the other succeed, Jiang Yan was at a disadvantage.

With a "bang", the door of the ward hit the wall, making a harsh sound.