When Yan An rushed back to Beijing exhausted, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

Just as Lin Gaoyuan said.

She was born after Ji Qian carried her for ten months with great difficulty.

On the short video software, she has seen many videos of simulated childbirth, which are very scary, cruel and crazy.

Ji Qian was sick, she couldn't remain indifferent, and judging from Lin Gaoyuan's tone, she seemed to be very ill.

But strangely, this point is not made in the original text.

But Yan An knew very well the impact of the flapping of butterfly wings, so she rushed back, and Leng Qinghuai was with her.

Outside the ward, Leng Yunting and Lin Gaoyuan were both there.

Leng Yunting's injury seemed to have recovered well. Yan An had hit him hard before, but now it was not noticeable.

Leng Yunting looked at her deeply, then turned to look at Leng Qinghuai, and said with a guilty tone, "Uncle, I was wrong about what happened before."

Leng Qinghuai didn't even glance at him, "Boss Lin, how is Madam Lin's health now?"

"Not very good." Lin Gaoyuan shook his head and sighed, looking at Yan An, "An An, when you go in to see your mother, be careful not to irritate her with your words."

Leng Qinghuai originally wanted to follow Yan An in, but was stopped by Lin Gaoyuan and Leng Yunting at the door.

After Yan An opened the door of the ward and walked in, Leng Yunting knelt directly in front of Leng Qinghuai.

Leng Yunting's eyes turned red, "Uncle, I know it's wrong to do that, but I just like An An too much.

Seeing An An getting close to other men, I felt uncomfortable and did such a stupid thing, but An An woke me up.

I will take good care of An An and never dare to offend her again."

Leng Qinghuai pursed his lips tightly, with no expression on his face.

"stand up."

"Uncle?" Leng Yunting showed a happy expression.

Leng Qinghuai, "It depends on your performance in the future."

"Thank you, uncle." Leng Yunting lowered his head, hiding the resentment in his eyes.

As expected, my uncle still sides with outsiders.

Only by saying that would he have the possibility of his uncle returning the company to him.

Why, why did my uncle treat him like this?

Seeing this, Lin Gaoyuan quickly helped Leng Yunting up.

"Look at you kid, this is a hospital, why don't you get up quickly. You are Mr. Leng's nephew, how could he really be angry with you."

"Yes." Leng Yunting nodded, his shoulders drooping slightly, his face full of guilt and regret, as if he was deeply blaming himself for his recklessness and ignorance.

Leng Qinghuai glanced at him indifferently and pushed open the door of the ward.

Just as Yan An was about to come out, Leng Qinghuai watched her bump into him with a sullen face.

Yan An took a step back and looked up in surprise.

"Sorry, uncle, I was distracted."

In the ward, Ji Qian, who should have been seriously ill, sat up miraculously. After seeing Leng Qinghuai at the door, she looked at her husband and winked at her.

She slowly lay down again.

Leng Qinghuai immediately understood what was going on. He did not enter the ward again, but turned around and followed Yan An away.

When Yan An first stepped into the ward, he saw Ji Qian looking sick.

But Yan An soon discovered the clue. The look in Ji Qian's eyes that looked at him from time to time was obviously problematic.

Whose eyes could be so active, full of inquiries and calculations when he is seriously ill?

So this person pretended to be sick to get her to come back.

As soon as Ji Qian saw Yan An, she started her performance, crying uncontrollably, and used this to threaten Yan An, asking him to go traveling with Leng Yunting.

The word "speechless" filled Yan An's heart.

Last time they had dinner together and something big happened, and now they are asked to go traveling.

Isn’t Ji Qian worried that she will beat Leng Yunting to death?

After seeing her cry, Yan An turned around and left without any patience.

She just relied on the fact that she was her biological mother.

But this is indeed a fact that cannot be changed.

unless……

Yan An held in his palm a few strands of hair that he had found on Ji Qian's pillow.

Yan An asked You Jingjing for help. She originally wanted to take a taxi to find You Jingjing, but the three people said they wanted to visit Yan An on the way.

Yan An glanced at his uncle who was fiddling with Chinese medicine.

The uncle poured various Chinese medicine powders into a small bowl, added warm water, and was carefully stirring it into a paste so that he could apply it on her arm later.

At this time, her sleeves were rolled up, waiting for the medicine to be applied, so she couldn't leave for a while.

"Then you might need to wait a while. I'm at the old house right now. I'll call you when I leave. How about we meet at the neighborhood where I rent a house?"

"OK OK."

You Jingjing happily agreed, but suddenly heard Mr. Leng's voice on the phone.

"It would be more convenient to have them come over. We have ingredients at home, just in time for lunch."

You Jingjing held her phone and looked at her two friends, both of her eyes shining.

That is the old house of the Leng family. Compared with the previous ancient buildings, it is simply the most elegant house with ancient charm in the country.

If you go in and take a look, you can also take two photos...

That circle of friends will get rows of likes!

"Oh, this...this...I feel so embarrassed, Mr. Leng, I'm sorry to bother you so much." You Jingjing said politely.

Unexpectedly, she got a response and heard Mr. Leng's voice, which was gentler than ever before.

"You are An An's friends, don't disturb him." At this time, Leng Yunting moved closer to Yan An, lowered his head slightly, and answered Yan An's mobile phone.

"An An, what do you think?" Jiang Ruo's voice came from the phone.

Yan An looked at Leng Qinghuai, who had already sat back on the single sofa next to the big sofa and continued stirring the Chinese medicine powder.

He nodded, looked at her and said, "It's not convenient for you to go out, so be good and wait until your injury is healed."

The tone of coaxing a child made Yan An's face flush. He quickly avoided his sight and raised the phone to his ear again.

"Okay, that's settled. Come over for dinner later. The food at the old house is pretty good."

"Oh yeah! Hurry up and find some clothes suitable for that house!" Jiang Tian's happy voice came.

Yan An laughed and envied Jiang Tian for being full of energy all day long.

She hung up the phone and it was time to apply the medicine.

Leng Qinghuai squatted in front of Yan An, with his head slightly lowered, scooped up the medicinal mud with a small wooden spoon, and carefully applied it to the wound on Yan An's arm.

A quiet and warm feeling flowed between the two of them.

Han Lin originally had something to ask the gentleman, and now although it seems that he is handling the company's affairs, in fact, the gentleman is in control.

But seeing this scene, he waited outside the door with the documents in his arms, unable to bear to disturb them.

Is it possible... to change the young master's engagement to the gentleman?

Han Lin shook his head. He didn't know what kind of earth-shattering stories would be spread by people outside.

The gentleman can tolerate those, but what about Yan An, a girl?

Outsiders don’t know how many ridiculous things the young master has done.

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