The scenery that flashed quickly outside the car window made Qingwu's already restless heart even more chaotic. Those fallen leaves clinging to the glass were like Duoduo's smiles, hitting her fragile heart.

Jiang Henhan drove the car quietly.

The speed of the car was not fast, but he could feel the hot restlessness coming from beside him.

Looking sideways, she had a silly look on her face, her eyes were misty, and the shadow cast on the glass was long and thin, quiet and warm.

He shook his head and smiled helplessly, "Qingwu, are you happy or unhappy when you are like this?"

She was smiling, but her brows were furrowed.

Qing Wu suddenly came back to her senses, turned her head in astonishment, and looked at Jiang Henhan, obviously not understanding the meaning of his words. After a while, she suddenly realized it, and smiled a little bitterly, "I am very happy, but also very worried. I hold a lot of things every day.

In the photo, I thought his appearance had already been ingrained in my mind, but when I saw the real him today, it was still a little different from what I imagined. For example, he only had four teeth, pitifully. I heard that

A normal child starts to grow incisors when he is one year old. He is so small and doesn’t have much flesh on his body. Alas..."

Suddenly something occurred to her, and her crescent-like eyes hanging over the deep pool lit up again, like leaves covered with nectar, highlighting a little bit of life. The dimples that had disappeared due to excessive sharpening were only left with shallow edges.

.

She was so excited that she almost stretched out her hands to grab Jiang Henhan's arm that was holding the steering wheel. She didn't notice Jiang Henhan's sudden tremor and the car turned sharply.

"But he looks very energetic, and his eyes are like stars in the sky, which one is the brightest one! His voice is tender and tender, just like the lettuce I used to eat when I was a child. When I bite it in my mouth, it sizzles. It's so cute.

Got it!"

Jiang Henhan was infected by her vividness. He glanced at her with his deep eyes like paint, and his smile deepened, "Didn't you notice? His dull and dull look is exactly the same as yours, especially the way he looks at you.

Sometimes, just like facing the sun, drooling enthusiastically, not to mention how funny it is!"

"No way!" Qingwu slapped him, angrily, but she was very happy in her heart. Indeed, Duoduo was very similar to her in this way. When she was a child, her mother often said that she was a dull piece of wood who didn't understand the world and could be placed in the river.

It's sinking.

Speaking of Duoduo, Qingwu seemed to be a different person, her whole person was full of life, no longer her usual lifeless appearance. Jiang Henhan looked at her carefully and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It seemed that he wanted her to rekindle his love for her.

The passion for life must start from Duoduo.

The car quickly arrived at Qingwu's residence.

The street lights were dim, Qing Wu's hand touched the seat belt, and she quietly raised her eyes to look at Jiang Henhan. Under the dim car lights, his slender profile could not hide his exhaustion. This man should have left work early to rest, but he was distracted by her things.

Why bother so late?

Thinking of this, she felt apologetic.

"Henhan, what happened today was due to my recklessness and caused you trouble again. I'm sorry."

She lowered her head and spoke softly. Her bright red lips were like dandelions swaying in the wind. They were crisp and transparent, especially the shadows cast by the long eyelashes on the lower eye circles, which were enough to arouse the emotions deep in any man's body.

Feelings, such pure and charming things made Jiang Henhan's heart soften when he saw it, and evil thoughts suddenly surged in his body.

Annoyed, he quietly patted his head and immediately sat upright. His hands that had just come off the steering wheel were lifted up again, and the sweat from his palms rubbed against the sharp edges of the steering wheel.

"Don't say sorry. I don't want to hear these three words. Qingwu, just remember, even if you do something I don't want you to do, don't say sorry. You are you, a complete person, with freedom and rights."

Make decisions for yourself.”

These words touched the softest part of Qing Wu's heart. This man was upright, bold but thoughtful. He thought of everything for her. He was really...a good man.

"Since you don't want to hear I'm sorry, then... it's okay to thank you, right?" As her eyes rolled around, she quietly raised her eyes. Perhaps the light above her head was heading straight towards her, causing her to squint her eyes slightly, that twinkling light.

The night-colored eyes look even clearer and more charming.

Jiang Henhan tightened his grip on the steering wheel, nodded absently, and smiled bitterly in his heart. Thank you. How many times had she said thank you since she met him? She didn't know that every sincere thank you she said was heavy to him again and again.

of blow.

Fortunately, I slowly got used to it.

"Then I'll go upstairs first." Qingwu unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car.

"Well, rest early." Jiang Henhan also got out of the car, walked around to her side, and asked in a gentle voice.

She nodded lightly and walked a few steps into the corridor. Suddenly she remembered something and turned around. The tail of her hair was slowly swirling in the misty light like smoke, which made Jiang Henhan's mind wander.

But she just looked at him with a smile and reminded her kindly, "By the way, Aunt He said that you have a chronic disease in your heart. Although I don't know how serious it is, I advise you to take your medicine on time and don't be lazy, especially yours."

You are always in danger at work, Aunt He is very worried about you."

Jiang Henhan was stunned for a moment, and a faint blush rose on his handsome cheeks. He smiled and expressed his appreciation for her condolences, "Of course I know this."

After waiting for a few minutes, he saw the lights on the windows upstairs. Jiang Henhan leaned against the car door and raised his head until his neck ached. The night wind flowed clearly in his ears, quiet and peaceful, just like the outline of his face.

Be gentle.

After living for more than thirty years, I finally know what love is like. Even if one day I suddenly become ill and lose my hair, this life is not in vain.

But that would be a bit regretful after all. He really wanted to make that silly woman upstairs happy.

****

Ling Yansen glanced at Sister Chen, who was sleeping soundly in his arms. He tilted his head and motioned to Sister Chen to put her son in the cradle.

Sister Chen nodded resignedly and did as she was told. The young master had probably endured her all night, and this anger had been suppressed until now. She had to be more careful. Damn that damn Ah Qing, he actually tricked her into deliberately sending her away, and even

This caused the young master to fall from the second floor. Fortunately, he was not injured, otherwise she would have been guilty of a great crime!

After closing the door and walking towards the man who was leaning on the railing and puffing away smoke, Sister Chen kept her head lowered.

Ling Yansen glanced sideways at the old man in front of him. Her trembling look made him want to laugh.

Through the blue smoke, his eyes were psychedelic and colorful. There was no emotion in them and it was hard to fathom. Slowly, he threw away the cigarette butt and took a sip of tea. "Sister Chen, what happened today?"

"Master, I deserve to die. It was my negligence. I didn't pay attention for a moment and fell into the trap of that bitch..."

"who?"

"Miss Man's servant, Ah Qing, came over to call me and said that you and Miss Man were busy entertaining guests downstairs, and there were some things that needed an opinion from someone in charge. I was reluctant at first, but she

She said that she would take care of the young master for me in just five minutes. I couldn't help but she asked again and again, and then she agreed. Who knew that once I left, I couldn't get away at all! Later, I heard Lin Wencai say that I knew that the young master would be taken care of for me.

Young Master, he...he...sigh! Young Master, it doesn't matter what you do with me, but I don't want to leave the young master. Sister Wu repeatedly told me before she was hospitalized to take care of the young master."

Ling Yansen raised his hand, impatiently, motioning for her to stop.

After a pause, the squinted eyes widened, and he tilted his head in a lazy manner. His upper body was sloppily leaning on the lounge chair, and his overly long legs were crossed on the glass table and swayed.

He wandered away, closing and opening his eyelids, seeming a little tired.

"I understand. You can stay here, but you have to take this incident as a warning. Protect Duoduo and don't let Ah Qing and the others stir up trouble!"

Sister Chen finally took a breath and relaxed. She opened her mouth to read Xiao Man's book in front of Ling Yansen, but she saw that he had already closed his eyelids for a long time, covered with eyelashes as thick and angular as the green mountains in the night.

Under the eye circles, the mountains of darkness made his delicate silhouette even more solemn.

Sister Chen quietly turned around and went to the young master's room to get a blanket. She came out and was about to cover Ling Yansen when he suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were misty and unclear. He yawned and stood up.

He stretched his waist halfway and stopped.

Turning around, the long, narrow and lonely figure walked slowly towards the master bedroom.

Sister Chen looked at the young master's increasingly thin back and sighed deeply. Even in front of her own family, she still had a stern face like a gentleman and always exercised restraint. Actions like stretching were considered unsightly to him, so she

Don't do it.

Going to the master bedroom again, Sister Chen couldn't help but think about that house. Ever since the young mistress left three years ago, the young master has not allowed servants to go in and clean it. It's hard to imagine what it would be like to not clean the room for three years.

. But Sister Chen understands that the young master is very hard-working and has many longings that need to be cherished. The master bedroom is the best place to remember him. Every time his mood is not right, the young master will go back there and stay there for a while.

a long time.

Just as she was about to get up and go back to the young master's room, Sister Chen's sharp eyes inadvertently glanced at the two heads exposed in the crack of the slightly opened door at the end of the corridor.

The two people who were busy looking at Ling Yansen were blushing.

Xiao Manyin immediately withdrew her head, but she was not willing to let the people see the excitement. She sat in the wheelchair sullenly, with half of her makeup hanging on her face, like a Bagua Tai Chi diagram.

Ah Qing was angry, "Miss! Look, what is Sister Chen's look like!"

"I told you a long time ago that you shouldn't put Duoduo in the corridor. Look, he really knew it, so he was angry with me."

"Why does he want to interfere with me? The young master is serious. Even though he is married to you, he won't let you move into the master bedroom. What kind of treasure is hidden in that house? No one will touch it!"
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