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Chapter 1918

Anyone will not be in a good mood to hear the most relatives of his relatives, let alone Xia Youxin has always looked forward to his father's love!

She sighed and planned to leave, but accidentally touched the flower stand in the garden!

"You Xin?" Mo Xiaojun first determined that the shadow of the departure was Xia Youxin!

"Ye Qianmo, Youxin heard that we are talking about Zhong Yuquan. Didn't you say that Zhong Yuquan's recent relationship with Youxin is approaching? So you look at it for a while.

It appeared to make up for her many years of lack of heart. Even if she didn't care, she must care in her heart. "Ye Qianmo just returned to the villa. He listened quietly in Mo Xiaojun's words.

Worry.

"I will pay attention, Dahui, let Mr. Mo go back." Ye Qianmo said softly, then stood up and returned to the main house.

Xia Youxin has been sitting in front of the window. She thinks that since she can't save anything, let them continue. If one day in the spring, she is not too late to ask Ye Qianmo.

Ye Qianmo is the person she loves.

When Ye Qianmo pushed in the door, he saw Xia Youxin sitting alone on the big bed. He was very distressed in his heart. His woman only needed happiness.

"Why don't you rest earlier." Ye Qianmo said softly in Xia Youxin.

Xia Youxin was surrounded by his warmth, and the coolness in her heart was driven away little by little. She stretched her hands back and hugged Ye Qianmo. That's it.

Look at your belly, I don't know when there will be another little life.

"I want to wait for you to come back, without you, not used to it." Xia Youxin looked up at Ye Qianmo. This was the man she loved. She always understood that Ye Qianmo was thinking about it, so she didn't want to embarrass him anymore.

Then, then

"By the way, Mo, today I saw his dad he was very strange, his face was uncomfortable, just like enduring huge pain." Xia Youxin could not describe Ye Haoran's situation for a while.

Shen, the last time Fu Fengyi and Dr. Fu Fengyi told him not to let Ye Haoran have emotional fluctuations. Recently, he was busy with various things and didn't pay attention.

"What did he say?" "Dad said that it's okay, let's don't worry, but I don't think he is as simple as he said. Let's take him to check it." "Since he said it is okay, it must be okay.

It's a baby. "Ye Qianmo said that it was okay, but he had a good intention in his heart. Once Ye Haoran was uncomfortable, he was going to send him abroad to heal. The best heart expert he had found it.

"Even if it's okay to check it, you can rest assured." Xia Youxin frowned, Ye Qianmo helped her smoothly, "Little things, I know, I will arrange it."

After listening to his words, Xia Youxin was relieved.

Ye Qianmo held Xia Youxin for a long time, and said another sentence for a while, "Baby, you have to believe me, I won't hurt you anyway." "Yes, I have always believed in you." Xia

Youxin lowered his head and leaned on Ye Qianmo, thinking of Zhao Wenying, mother, you said I should be satisfied, Qian Mo said it would not hurt me. Should I give up the illusion of Zhong Yuquan?

Nothing will really recognize my daughter!

"Sleep early, baby."

"Um."

Nympho

Li family.

It didn't take long for Zhao Wenying's illness, and Li Mingjun's old wounds had developed again.

In order to take care of Li Mingjun, Zhao Wenying slept very little every night.

"Wen Ying, fortunately you." Li Mingjun looked at the quiet Zhao Wenying on the right. He couldn't find many gorgeous words to express his gratitude. People have been old these years, and their bodies are not tough than when they are young.
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