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The orange light fell on his face, softening it a lot.
"Lu Yiyao, we …"
Lin Ange looked at the tenderness in his eyes and couldn't refuse.
"An An, don't worry. I will arrange everything. "
Lu Yiyao stared at her with a burning gaze.
He was afraid Lin Ange would refuse him, so he interrupted her.
"Lu Yiyao, I …"
Before Lin Ange could finish her sentence, Lu Yiyao stopped her once again.
"An An, don't worry, I will get the staff from the Marriage Registration Office to come to the hospital, you don't need to come."
Lu Yiyao reached out his hand and tucked her in, then gently tucked the hair in front of her forehead behind her ears.
"I …"
Lin Ange spoke again.
This time, it wasn't Lu Yiyao who interrupted her, but a burst of rapid phone rings.
Her cell phone rang.
Lu Yiyao took it for her and saw the name on it from the corner of his eyes.
Ye Qinghuan.
His heart skipped a beat.
"An An, here."
He pressed the answer button and handed it to Lin Ange. Then he got up and walked out.
Lin Ange looked at his leaving figure and felt a bit sad in her heart.
He would never have thought that the person who would call her would be his own mother.
It was so close, yet so unwittingly close.
"Aunt Huan …"
She suppressed her emotions and spoke softly.
"An Ge, how are you feeling today?"
Ye Qinghuan sat on the couch in the bedroom, covered with a thin blanket.
"I feel much better. Aunt Huan, don't worry about me."
Lin Ange didn't want to worry her, so she naturally wouldn't tell her the truth.
"How can I not worry about you? "You are my daughter-in-law, and my daughter as well …"
Ye Qinghuan was slightly moved.
"Aunt Huan …"
"Child, do you know? Sometimes I want to hear you call me Mama. "But I'm afraid this is just an extravagant hope?"
"Aunt Huan, I …"
Lin Ange's clear eyes were filled with a thick mist, and her long eyelashes were covered with moisture.
"An Ge, look at me. Why are you talking about this? "
Ye Qinghuan smiled gently, her voice filled with helplessness and pain.
"Aunt Huan, you have to take good care of yourself …"
Lin Angemi-comb-like long eyelashes swept low, the mist in the eyes condensed into small droplets of water, hanging on the long eyelashes.
She wasn't a person who liked to cry, but her mood had dropped to the lowest point in a long time.
Every time he met someone who was good to him, he couldn't help but want to cry.
"An Ge, how is Yiyao?"
Ye Qinghuan suddenly asked the person she was most worried about.
"He …"
Lin Ange didn't want to give him a perfunctory answer, so she paused for a moment.
"He's not very well …"
"Sigh, I knew that he would be more hurt than anyone else if he lost A Li."
Ye Qinghuan sighed to herself. She could feel her worries through the radio waves.
"…"
Lin Ange's eyes reddened.
"An Ge, the two of you have to take care of each other at this time. "Don't ever think about it like that …"
Ye Qinghuan seemed to be deeply moved.
"Aunt Huan, I understand …"
Lin Ange understood what she meant, but she couldn't say what happened twelve years ago.
"Aunt Huan, Lu Yiyao …" He really misses you... "Why didn't you recognize him …"
Ye Qinghuan's heart felt as if it had been pierced by a needle as a painful light flashed past her eyes.
"…"
Her thoughts drifted away, as if she were returning to that heavy past.
Lin Ange saw that she didn't say anything, so she bit her lower lip and said uneasily.
"Aunt Huan, I'm sorry …"
"Silly child …"
Ye Qinghuan was not the least bit angry. Instead, her tone turned increasingly serious.
"Anye, I know Yiyao misses me, and I also miss him."
"If that's the case, then you … "Aunt Huan, if Lu Yiyao knew you were still alive, he would be so happy …"
A pair of shiny leather shoes stopped in front of the door, standing tall and proud.
Lin Ange would never have thought that Lu Yiyao would come and hear this.
"…"
On the other end of the phone, Ye Qinghuan once again fell into silence.
The pain in his heart was indescribable.
"Aunt Huan, I'm sorry. I won't say anything else. "Don't worry, I will never tell Lu Yiyao …"
Lin Ange felt that she was being a bit 'rash', and it triggered the pain in Ye Qinghuan's heart. Her beautiful white face became even more uneasy.
She only thought about the pain Lu Yiyao had suffered recently.
She wanted to make him happy.
She forgot.
He was the source of his happiness.
She wasn't good, so how could he be happy?
Lu Yiyao, who was standing at the door, had stopped breathing.
Shock.
Shock.
What did he just hear?
What was Lin Ange talking about?
What was she hiding from him that she would never let him know?
His deep black eyes did not even blink as he stood upright like a statue.
His hands continuously tightened, and the scab on his wounds split open again.
He couldn't feel the pain.
His heart felt extremely heavy, as if it had been struck by a blunt weapon.
What did he faintly understand from the bottom of his heart? But he could not believe that it was true.
No.
Impossible.
He must have heard wrong.
If that really was the case, An'an definitely wouldn't hide it from him.
Lu Yiyao immediately denied it.
Buzz buzz.
The phone in his pocket vibrated once again.
Inside the ward, Lin Ange had also finished talking on the phone.
Lu Yiyao came back to his senses and took a few deep breaths. He suppressed the doubts in his heart and tried to look more natural.
After standing still for two seconds, Zhang Xuan took a deep breath. He then walked towards Lin Ange.
"An An, I have something on, do you want to go out?" Come back immediately and have a good rest. "
Lin Ange was still holding her cell phone, feeling uneasy.
His sudden voice startled her.
"You … When did you come in? " 4
She was worried that he had overheard her conversation with Ye Qinghuan earlier.
"I just came in, what's the matter?"
Lu Yiyao frowned and asked in confusion.
"Oh, nothing?"
Lin Ange replied with a sigh of relief. She raised her eyebrows and asked.
"What did you just say?"
"I have something I need to go out for a while, so you should stay here obediently. Don't run around anymore."
Lu Yiyao said worriedly.
"Yes."
Lin Ange pursed her lips, her long eyelashes drooping.
"Be good."
Lu Yiyao lovingly touched her hair, then he kissed her forehead. Only then did he feel reluctant to turn around and leave.
Lin Ange subconsciously warned him as she looked at his lonely back.
"Drive carefully."
"Alright."
Hearing that, Lu Yiyao stopped. He turned around and smiled at her as he responded with a light smile.
These two simple words made him feel extremely vexed.
A warm current gradually snaked out, enveloping his heart.
She still cared about him.
Walking out of the ward.
Lu Yiyao spoke harshly to the bodyguard at the door again.
Downstairs. Get in the car.
The black Maybach shot out of the hospital like an arrow leaving the bow, and headed straight towards the Qingfeng Cliff.