An Jingchen stood in front of the window, looking at the dark sky outside the window, thinking quietly.

Today's events made him more sure to keep Ji Nian and Tingting by his side. If he hadn't just called today, would Tingting really have burned out her brain as the doctor said?

If something happened to Ting, Ji Nian would definitely go crazy.

An Jingchen sighed softly, turned back and sat down on the chair beside the bed.

In the darkness, he reached out and stroked Tingting's face. How lucky he was to have such a lovely and sensible son. This was the blessing Ji Nian brought him. How could he send it away? No matter what, he had to take this blessing.

Hold it tightly in your own hands.

That night, An Jingchen kept guarding Tingting, looking at Tingting steadily, and would turn to Ji Nian over there from time to time.

In the middle of the night, Tingting woke up and wanted to drink water. Her consciousness was a little hazy at first.

After drinking the boiled water, he felt much more awake. He looked at An Jingchen and patted the bed next to him, "Dad, you can't help but lie down!"

An Jingchen smiled and reached out to touch Tingting's forehead. He felt that the fever on his body was almost gone, and then he smiled and replied: "No, dad is not sleepy."

As he said that, he touched his little head with his hand and said, "Be good, go to sleep quickly, everything will be fine tomorrow."

Tingting clicked the button, but did not close her eyes. After looking at An Jingchen for a moment, she suddenly asked in confusion: "Why didn't you marry my mother?"

An Jingchen was stunned for a moment, then replied awkwardly, "I want to marry, but she doesn't want to marry me."

Tingting frowned, "Why?"

An Jingchen sighed, "Because I did bad things that I did wrong to her before, and she didn't forgive me."

"If you marry your mother, will you treat her well in the future?" Tingting asked again.

An Jingchen smiled lightly, "Of course I will be nice to her!!"

"Very good?" Tingting looked at him with raised eyebrows.

An Jingchen nodded firmly, "Yes, very good!!"

Tingting looked like a young adult and nodded seriously, "I think I probably understand. It turns out that it is just as I thought. You did something wrong before, and your mother has been angry with you and is ready to make you suffer."

Having said this, a gloating smile actually appeared on Tingting's little face.

An Jingchen's eyebrows were furrowed and his head was covered with black lines. His son was so heartless that he laughed at his father at such a young age!

Tingting looked at An Jingchen with a smile and continued, "Actually, I can help you get your mother's forgiveness, but I have conditions!"

When An Jingchen heard the first half of the sentence, he was thinking that this son was pretty good. But as soon as the second half of the sentence came out, a black line that did not match his handsome face immediately appeared again.

Brat, who did you learn this from? You're such a cunning little guy.

After coughing, he asked: "I promise you everything, tell me how you can help me."

Tingting laughed twice and gestured to An Jingchen. An Jingchen lowered his body slightly. Tingting reached out and hooked his neck, then whispered a few words into An Jingchen's ear.

After An Jingchen heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.

Then the father and son began to plot, and they didn't stop until Tingting fell asleep again when she was tired.
Chapter completed!