He patiently taught her how to play, translating English words for her and explaining how to play.

Song Shaoyan's bed has become a paradise for little candies. Fortunately, the bed is big enough.

However, Song Shaoyan wanted to talk to Ning An alone, but Little Candy was always there, so he couldn't find a chance.

So, while Little Candy was going to the bathroom, he sent Ning An a message on WeChat: I want to talk to you alone.

In the evening, Ning An sent the candies home.

Little Candy is not a timid child, and she is not afraid at home alone, but Ning An still quietly left after she fell asleep.

The community is not far from the hospital.

The snow on the ground has almost melted.

This is a different Christmas for her.

When they came to the hospital, Song Shaoyan was reading a book. When he saw Ning An coming, he waved: "Please help me see, what does this sentence mean?"

"What?" Ning An went over and saw that he had picked up an original English version of an architectural treatise.

She looked where he pointed and thought for a moment: "The greatness of the changes of the times lies in the courage to overthrow the old system without breaking or establishing anything."

"Oh." Song Shaoyan nodded, "I understand."

"Why are you still reading books about architecture?"

"It's nothing, just for fun. As you know, I was very interested in these things back then."

"Then do you hate Grandpa Song? If he hadn't asked you to study finance, you would probably be an architectural designer now."

"I don't have that talent...Grandpa is right, my talent in finance far exceeds that of architectural design." Song Shaoyan said, "And I found that it might be better to treat my hobby as just a hobby instead of a job."

"Really?" Ning An looked at him, "You should go to bed early and don't watch too late. I will help you take your clothes to the laundry center to be washed and come back later."

Ning An packed up his clothes.

"Just find a Filipino maid."

"No, there's nothing to do. I'm just free when I'm free."

"I can't bear to make you work so hard." Song Shaoyan's eyebrows were twinkling, "I, Song Shaoyan, am not short of money."

"It's not a matter of money or not, I just don't like to let myself be idle."

"This has been the case for the past five years?"

"Um."

Song Shaoyan felt the same way. Only when he kept himself busy would he stop thinking randomly.

The same should be true for Ning'an.

Seeing her busy, Song Shaoyan felt a little sorry.

"Do you want to go back later? Sleep here, there is another room." Song Shaoyan said.

"Little Candy is at home alone, I don't worry."

"But I won't worry if you go back alone at night. If something like last night happens again...and I have something to tell you."

"What words?"

"I want to ask...five years ago, when did you become pregnant with Little Candy?" Song Shaoyan roughly calculated that it was before his accident.

"After divorce."

"Why didn't you tell me? Huh?"

"Tell you...then can this child be saved?" Ning An sneered.

"It turns out that I had such a bad impression in your mind before." Song Shaoyan lowered his eyes, "I actually really want a child, because I think... after you have a child, you will not leave or divorce, but I Forget, what you decide will never change."

Ning An's temperament has always been like this, resolute and resolute. If she doesn't give him a chance, he can't even get close to her.
Chapter completed!