Xu Chengting shook his head helplessly about the couple, saying that he would leave first if he had something to do.

Tong Miaomiao was not trying to keep him, but just looked at Mu Yucheng with a smile.

Tong Miaomiao just smiled helplessly: "I know you don't feel at ease with him, but there is really no need to be careful everywhere like this."

Mu Yucheng said angrily: "You don't know what I am really worried about. Although Xu Chengting has no idea about you now, who can guarantee whether he will repeat the same mistake in the future?"

"Do I want to watch him take you away from me?"

Tong Miaomiao just listened to Mu Yucheng's worries silently, gently raised his hand and stroked his frowning brow, as if he wanted to dispel his concerns through this simple action: "Don't worry, Yucheng."

"Not to mention him, even no one can easily separate us. You should be clear about this."

Mu Yucheng remained silent, but just reached out to bring Tong Miaomiao into his arms.

Tong Miaomiao snuggled up to his chest, and the calm heartbeat echoed in her ears gave her an indescribable sense of stability. She closed her eyes and gently stroked Mu Yucheng's back as if comforting.

Mu Yucheng just sighed, then hugged her slender body tightly.

The two were immersed in this long-lost hug. I don’t know how long it took, but time seemed to finally have a flowing feeling. Tong Miaomiao slowly raised her head and looked at Mu Yucheng’s handsome face that was only ten centimeters away from the tip of her nose.

"Are you still worried?"

Mu Yucheng shook his head, said no, but his expression still showed no sign of easing, like a sculpture that showed a solemn expression after careful crafting.

Tong Miaomiao sighed in his heart.

She also understands Mu Yucheng's personality enough.

In this way, all worries are buried deep in your heart, not telling them to anyone, and silently bear all the negative emotions in it.

Even when my mother is sick, she has to pretend to be calm and self-sustaining or even indifferent to family affection.

Although doing this will not easily be caught by others and threatened by this, these are not a heavy burden for him.

Even the pain and entanglement that he could not express even with the people closest to him. He has been silently enduring these things over the years.

"Why don't you talk?" Mu Yucheng saw that there seemed to be tears in her eyes, and suspected that it was her own hallucination, so he had to let go of Tong Miaomiao and ask in a low voice.

Tong Miaomiao didn't want him to see his complicated expression. When Mu Yucheng looked down at her, he hurriedly lowered his head and avoided his exploring gaze. While taking a step back to the ward, he held Mu Yucheng's hand: "Let's go to the ward to see how my mother is doing."

"Miaomiao, Yucheng, you are back."

Lin Yuyan had woken up at some point. At this time, he was struggling to grab the edge of the bed and tried to sit up. He struggled to tear a smile and greeted them, "I've woken up less than a minute and you're back. I haven't had time to call the nurse yet."

As if the spring breeze blows across the frozen lake, Mu Yucheng's always tense face finally showed a relief expression.

He strode to his mother's bed, covered her with a quilt, stood up the pillow and placed it behind her while raising the height of the bed with his own hands. His movements were extremely meticulous and gentle, as if he was caring for a delicate porcelain piece.

Mu Yucheng is just an ordinary person, not the big man in the eyes of everyone who always stands above the clouds and seems to never be contaminated with the fireworks of the world.

"Mom, you just finished the operation and need to rest now and you can't move around," Tong Miaomiao walked up to tuck the quilt for Lin Yuyan and said softly.

Seeing that the infusion in the drip was about to run out, she quickly rang the call bell at the head of the bed, "The nurse will come later. You have a good rest first, we will be by your side."

But after a while, the nurse in a clean white dress appeared at the door with a bottle of potion. Following her was Tong Beihan, who had an angelic face and big eyes full of bright stars.

Seeing Lin Yuyan awaken, his sad little face suddenly became brighter, and he trotted into Lin Yuyan's arms: "Grandma, you have finally woken up!"

"You don't know how hard it is to wait for you to wake up. I'm so worried about you, but the nurse sister didn't let me come in and wake you up, so I had to wait outside the door..."

When he talked about the "unfair treatment" he had encountered, Tong Beihan seemed to have returned to the moment when he was anxiously sitting at the door of the ward waiting.

He pursed his lips, looking like he was about to cry, and his voice also cried, "But I waited and waited until the clock on the wall turned around but didn't wait until you woke up. I'm really afraid that I will never see you again..."

"What are the kids talking nonsense?" Tong Miaomiao pinched Tong Beihan's soft cheeks with reproach.

But when I saw the child holding back the tears that were spinning in his eyes, he withdrew his hand.

"Tong Miaomiao, too, too, the child Tong Yanwuji, why are you still skeptical about him?" Lin Yuyan just smiled and rubbed the child's soft hair, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands without injections.

"That's right, I'm so worried about my grandmother, you still have to pinch me." Tong Beihan didn't realize that he was saying the wrong thing. He just hugged Lin Yuyan tighter, but couldn't stop talking.

"Okay, okay, you go out first. Just have dad and I here to guard grandma,"

Seeing that Tong Beihan was still going to speak, Tong Miaomiao knew that he would never be quiet in a short period of time, so he quickly said before he spoke, "Grandma just finished the operation and was still weak and needed rest. You can't affect her anymore."

Lin Yuyan waved his hand, his smile full of love. Even though she had been enduring the pain after the operation, she never showed a trace of pain: "Oh, it's okay, the child likes to talk, let him say it."

"How can that be done?" Tong Miaomiao grabbed Tong Beihan with one hand, and the child's hand was still tightly slid against the edge of the bed.

"Even if he likes to talk, he still needs to be clear. Now that my mother has just woken up, I can't let him disturb you to rest like this."

As she said that, she pushed Tong Beihan out of the door.

It was soon evening. After taking care of Lin Yuyan, the three of them embarked on the way home together.

"Even if you want to talk to grandma again in the future, you must distinguish the situation."

Tong Miaomiao held Tong Beihan's hand and asked seriously, "Now my grandma is weak, and the doctor has specially told me that the environment should not be too noisy, so next time I go to my grandma's place, I should be quieter, okay?"
Chapter completed!