Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

After discussing with the two sisters, Li Yucheng easily collected all the materials for preparation, and when Aunt Tong took the child to take a bath, he stopped Ni Jia who was about to go upstairs with her.

If he couldn't see through such a deliberate trick, he would be a fool.

"Thank you."

Ni Jia was speechless. The subsequent topics kept revolving around Li Yucheng. This was simply a rescue council for the poor households.

What sense of loss? She couldn't see any of it on the other person's face.

"Thank you, daughter."

Li Yucheng grabbed the man who had climbed two steps, hugged him by the waist, and kept a smile on his face: "I'll take you to a place after the physical examination tomorrow."

"Where are you going?" Ni Jia supported himself with his hands. If he was attacked by this sudden posture several times, it would almost become a reflex instinct.

"Go get your Christmas present." Li Yucheng said.

Ni Jia blurted out subconsciously: "Mine?"

"Yeah." Li Yucheng smiled at her gently. Being stared at by such a disgusting gaze, Ni Jia's face turned hot on the spot.

"No, only children need that thing." She pushed hard and her back hit the railing, but there was something cushioning it so she didn't feel much pain.

Then she quickly realized that it was Li Yucheng's hand, and it should have hurt, but the other party didn't even frown, and even the smile on his face didn't fade.

In order to avoid being hit harder by the dirty hand, Ni Jia stopped and looked fixedly at the face in front of him.

"What they have, you should have too."

She didn't know Li Yucheng was so good at saying sweet words before, and her face became even hotter than before.

"Trust me, you will like the gift."

Ni Jia pursed her lips into a straight line, not believing at all that Li Yucheng didn't understand her at all, and she didn't want anything in particular, or even nothing.

After going to Switzerland, Ni Jia learned to fight for things on his own, and to let go of things he couldn't afford and not think about them anymore.

"Tomorrow morning at 7 o'clock, on an empty stomach," he said, gently moving his hand against her back, "Do you need me to wake you up?"

Ni Jia came to his senses and forced himself to look away from that handsome and gentle face.

"Need not."

"Okay..." Li Yucheng stared at her for a long while before saying, "Good night."

The next morning, Ni Jia came out of the bedroom sleepily and found Li Yucheng already waiting in the living room with a computer on his lap, seemingly processing emails.

Probably because he heard the noise upstairs, he looked up, his eyes met hers, and he said, "Good morning."

She nodded politely, turned around, put her hair up and went to the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, she finished packing and looked at her formal and serious suit. She couldn't help but complain, "Don't you have any other clothes?"

Li Yucheng glanced at his freshly ironed suit and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"You look like you're going to a meeting." Ni Jiagang picked up the water cup, but found that he couldn't drink it, so he could only take a small sip to wet his lips: "Let's go."

The two walked into the garage. Li Yucheng naturally went around to open the driver's seat. Ni Jiala paused and asked, "You drive?"

"Well," Li Yucheng pointed to the co-pilot and said, "Come sit in the front."

As far as she could remember, Li Yucheng had driven her personally only twice. One time was when they were going to Gongguan for dinner during the Mid-Autumn Festival and the driver happened to take a leave.

Another time was on the anniversary of his death, when Li Yucheng went to visit his deceased parents, and only at her request did he reluctantly take her with him.

"It seems that there really isn't."

"there is nothing?"

The red light turned on ahead. Li Yucheng stopped the car and kept tapping the steering wheel with his fingertips. Suddenly, he had another idea: "Clothes."

"You ask the butler to contact the front desk."

"doing what?"

"Send me some clothes."

"Will you help me choose?"

Li Yucheng turned around with a faint smile. Ni Jia felt that he was in a too good mood, so he turned to the window and said in a rather cold tone: "What does it have to do with me?"

The green light came on and the car started slowly. She heard Li Yucheng contact the housekeeper and asked them to deliver clothes in the evening, and specifically mentioned that he did not want suits.

The address left is Four Seasons East Lake, the house next door.

Ni Jia recalled that every time a sale delivered clothes, she would ask Li Yucheng if he wanted to look at other types, and he would refuse without hesitation and give her a look that told her not to say anything more.

It seemed as if she was ignorant and meddling too much. Thinking of this, Ni Jia's originally happy mood suddenly became a little upset for no reason.

After arriving at the hospital and getting the medical examination package, the two went to the locker room. Before entering, Li Yucheng suddenly grabbed her wrist and said something out of context.

"From now on you will choose."

"I don't have that responsibility." Ni Jia twisted her wrist to break free, lifted the curtain and entered the women's locker room. If she had heard this sentence five years ago, she would probably have been so happy.

But things have passed, and she is no longer Mrs. Li, so why should she choose clothes for Li Yucheng?

After entering the physical examination process, Li Yucheng became much quieter. There were not many people on the VIP floor, and many departments were vacant. Except for some different projects, they almost stayed together.

Li Yucheng insisted on having simultaneous physical examinations. Every time she went in first, and then Li Yucheng went in, they saw the same doctor.

Later on, she began to understand a little bit. She came out of the internal medicine department and waited outside the door, then listened to Li Yucheng asking a bunch of questions in a very eloquent manner.

When the other party came out, she couldn't help but ask: "Who is your wife?"

"You are invading other people's privacy."

"No problem." Li Yucheng pretended not to hear her and pulled her to the next department with a serious expression.

"We're already divorced." Ni Jia warned softly, "Don't talk nonsense anymore!"

"We will remarry." Li Yucheng replied to her calmly.

"Who wants to remarry you?" When they arrived at the gynecology department, Ni Jia stopped him and said, "Don't ask any more questions!"

Li Yucheng glanced at the sign, which said no entry for men. He let go of her hand and said, "I'll wait for you outside." Then he sat down on the waiting chair.

This deaf-deaf behavior was really infuriating. Ni Jia glared at him, turned around, went into the gynecology department and closed the door.

"You're here to accompany me for a gynecological checkup." The nurse smiled softly, covering her mouth with her hands: "Your husband is so considerate."

"Not my husband." Ni Jia said, and seeing the other party staring at the marriage column on the medical examination form with a strange look, she gritted her teeth and added, "Ex-husband."

The nurse seemed relieved and said nothing more. She just let her lie down on the examination bed.

After the inspection, Li Yucheng was still sitting there. When he saw her open the door and come out, he was about to go in immediately, but Ni Jia stopped him.

"You are sick?"

Li Yucheng was not annoyed, but asked with a worried look: "How is it?"

It would be fine if he just listened to it, but how could Ni Jia, a gynecologist, let him know? She quickly pulled him away and warned him angrily: "I won't do it if you do this again!"