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"That's different!" Wang Jing retorted, wanting to overthrow Han Qinjun's accusation, "I'm different from him..."

She thought of something and was suddenly exhausted, her body relaxed, her shoulders slumped, and her tone became sluggish.

Wang Jing stretched out her hand, trying to grab Han Qinjun, but in a trance, the corner of her clothes slipped through her fingers, and she was cleverly dodged.

She murmured repeatedly: "What are you doing with the household registration paper when you come back? Why are you taking it, Mr. Qin, what are you going to do?!"

"It's none of your business!" Han Qinjun rubbed the center of his brows, then turned around to clean up the things left here in the past,

Wang Jing raised her eyes and saw that Han Qinjun was pacing in front of the bookshelves as before, looking back and forth on the books, not in a hurry, looking young and elegant.I was like a cornered prisoner, and behind me was a jackal full of alcohol, who fell into her room in a panic.

"Sister-in-law, your brother is drinking, you, you have to help me..."

This was the first sentence she said to Han Qinjun back then, and it is remembered to this day.I still remember that my hair was messed up, and when I was hiding, I accidentally saw my real embarrassed appearance through the reflection.

Wang Jing used to take more than one camera. If the first encounter was not so embarrassing and there was no way out, Wang Jing also imagined that her dream might come true.

Approaching again, Han Qinjun met her sparkling eyes as soon as he spun, tears flowed, condensed into beads, and rolled down with the blink of an eye.

Wang Jing couldn't make a sound, she was crying pitifully, but Han Qinjun frowned, walked quickly past her with the book in his arms, and didn't give her a look of pity.

poor person must have something mean.

Han Qinjun walked to the parking lot. Before he opened the car door, he saw Han Han reversing the car. He glanced at it, raised his hand and knocked on the car window, signaling to stop.

The car window rolled down slowly, Han Han glanced from bottom to top, pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

Han Qinjun half-closed the corners of her slender eyes, and issued a warning: "You should control your mouth."

"She wants to come, I can't help it..." Han Han admitted that he had leaked the secret, and knew that his move was wrong, and said politely, "I won't do it next time."

Han Qinjun glanced at the old house, seeming to agree with her softly, just like whispering: "There will be no next time."

It seems that he and this mother and daughter are born at odds, and Han Qinjun will feel unhappy no matter who he meets. His eyes quickly glide through the gorgeous night scene of the city, and his reason and speed fly together, torn apart in the noisy wind.

When the familiar scenery came into view, Fang slowly calmed down.

Before opening the door, she glanced at her watch, it was ten o'clock.The villa is brightly lit, did you not sleep?Han Qinjun opened the door suspiciously, and what came into his eyes was an old man and a young man facing their heads, with Yuchou's hair hanging down his cheeks to cover his eyebrows, still concentrating on knitting.

Han Qinjun paused, stepped back outside the door and once again felt the scorching heat outside, which was inversely proportional to the coolness inside the villa, but not to the extent of knitting wool.

I saw Lin Butler holding a small silver-white iron rod in his withered and yellow hands, threading a needle and hooking a thread, flying up and down, pointing Yu Shou a little or two from time to time, as if he was enjoying it.

The sound of Han Qinjun closing the door brought the two of them back to their senses. Lin Butler was inexplicably not interested in the lady today. Instead, he looked at the alarm clock on the wall first, and hurriedly urged Yu Chou to rest.

Ah, dragging Yu Chou to learn how to make children's shoes and socks, I don't know it's so late.

Yu Chou twisted her sore neck, nodded to Mr. Han Qin, pursed her lips, wanting to speak but shyly followed the old man's words and limped upstairs.

As soon as Yu Chou left, Housekeeper Lin rushed to Han Qinjun's side, bumped her with his elbow, and said coldly, "Miss, you are too careless."

What did Uncle Lin say?

Seeing Han Qinjun's dazed face, Steward Lin thought something strange, could it be that the two of them haven't been checked in the hospital yet?After thinking about it, although I have rich experience, I don't know how to pinpoint the pulse. After all, I have to go for a professional examination.

He was so ecstatic in his heart that he didn't know what to say for a while, he was afraid that the young couple would be happy in vain, unlike people like himself who have experienced great storms.

"Take Yuchou to the hospital for an examination tomorrow." Lin Butler said.

Han Qinjun thought, well, since the leg injury really should go to the doctor, he nodded and agreed.

Butler Lin volunteered, "I'll make an appointment with the doctor and register."

He was so active, Han Qinjun was naturally happy, and before going upstairs, he asked: "My ID bag is in the study, right?"

"Certificate bag? I didn't move it. Miss, where did you put it last time?"

Han Qinjun thought that she was still in the study, and she was used to putting all the documents together so they were easy to find.When returning to her room, she passed by Yu Chou's door and happened to meet her. Yu Chou was embarrassed and asked casually, "Have you eaten yet?"

Han Qinjun nodded and shook his head not knowing why, "I'm not full."

Yu Chou looked at her—the supper made by Lin Butler finally fell into Han Qinjun's stomach. She put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked Yu Chou up and down, and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to learn how to knit with Uncle Lin?"

Weaving is still children's supplies.

"I don't know, maybe it was a whim. He said that children are good at weaving, so let's start with this."

Han Qinjun shook his head, but he couldn't use it for the time being.

Uncle Lin put on his reading glasses and looked in the phone book for someone.

As soon as the call was connected, he said cheerfully, "Doctor Wen, are you free tomorrow? I have something to ask for your help, as long as you are free."

"Tomorrow, my lady will come to your hospital."

"Thank you, let's make an appointment for registration,... Well, can you check pregnancy and go to the obstetrics and gynecology department?"