When Shi Wenye returned to the apartment, it was already very late.
In the bedroom, only a dim and gentle light beside the bed was emitting light.
He saw Ye Nanyue lying with her back to him.
Her black hair fell down, revealing her white and jade-like ears.
Her blue pajamas were pulled open unconsciously, revealing a slender neck.
Shi Wenye sat on the edge of the bed and watched silently for a while.
Then he got into bed and hugged him and the quilt from behind.
As soon as he moved, Ye Nanyue woke up.
Wrapped in her arms like a cocoon, Ye Nanyue said helplessly, "You went to the hospital, did you take a shower?"
Shi Wenye said nothing and buried his head in her neck.
There was no intimate behavior, just a tight hug.
Ye Nanyue: "..."
She moved under the quilt but did not break away, "Ning Muchen won't listen to you, right?"
Shi Wenye still didn't speak. He closed his eyes and breathed heavier.
"Have you asked him? What is more important to him now, Yan Ning and her son, or Qu Anrou and her daughter?"
Shi Wenye: "..."
"He chose Qu Anrou and his daughter, right?"
Shi Wenye pressed harder, not knowing whether to rub the woman in his arms into his body or to prevent her from saying more heartless words.
But Ye Nanyue was unmoved, "He has lost his memory, that's true. But the choices he made have already shown his attitude."
"In his decision-making process, Yan Ning and her son are not as good as Qu Anrou and her daughter. That's enough."
"Stop talking." Shi Wenye's voice was hoarse to the extreme, as if it was squeezed out of his throat.
But Ye Nanyue didn't stop, her voice was cold and firm.
"He made the same choice as you."
Shi Wenye: "..."
He suddenly let go of Ye Nanyue, turned around and went to the bathroom, "I'm going to take a shower."
Ye Nanyue opened the quilt and sat up, "Shi Wenye, the choices you have made cannot be changed. Everyone must bear the corresponding consequences for the choices they make."
"One sentence of amnesia cannot erase the pain caused."
"If you let me go, I'll let you go, okay?"
"Why are you torturing you, why are you torturing me?"
When Shi Wenye listened to Ye Nanyue's accusation, an inappropriate thought flashed through his mind.
It had been a long time since she had spoken so much to him.
Ye Nanyue saw him silent.
He got out of bed directly, walked quickly towards him, and walked up to him, "Shi Wenye, aren't you in pain?"
"No matter how much you do, it's useless. I will never forgive you, let alone agree to remarry you."
Shi Wenye stretched out a hand and carefully protected her waist, "She has a big belly, so you have to be careful when walking."
"Shiwenye!"
He raised his eyes and met her angry gaze, "But you don't have a choice, do you?"
Ye Nanyue: "..."
"Nanyue, you are very smart. You understand me and know that I will do whatever it takes to achieve my goals."
"You don't have to remarry me, but you can't leave me either." He put his arm around her waist, picked her up, and walked towards the bed.
He gently put her on the bed, went to the bathroom to get a clean towel, squatted beside the bed, and wiped her feet carefully.
"You hope to separate from me peacefully. You are afraid that having too much trouble with me will have a bad impact on Ali and the child in your belly."
He raised his hand and gently covered her belly, raising his head slightly to look up at her. "You are more afraid that I will use my swy ability to attack Sheng Ye."
"Nanyue, you have too many weaknesses."
He gently rested his head on her leg, his voice smooth, "And I don't care about many things."
Ye Nanyue's hand on the bedside was clenched slightly and she gritted her teeth, "Aren't you afraid that I will hate you?"
He chuckled, stood up, bent down and kissed her on the forehead, "I'm afraid, very afraid. So I will try my best to maintain the balance now."
He turned around and went to the bathroom.
Ye Nanyue looked at the closed bathroom door and gently hammered the bed.
Shi Wenye, really crazy!
…
Ning Muchen sat on the bed, listening to Qu Anrou crying beside the bed, frowning and looking at Ning's mother sitting next to him.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"What are you doing? You've woken up now. I'll transfer you to another hospital!" Ning's mother was packing Ning Muchen's things.
Qu Anrou choked up louder.
Ning Muchen: "I am well raised here, why should I be transferred to another hospital!"
"You're well. The two mourning stars cry every day. I, a normal person, can't stand it. Can you, a person with a head injury, take good care of your injuries?"
She glared at the crying Qu Anrou.
Ning Muchen knew that his mother was targeting Qu Anrou, and he was a little unhappy because Qu Anrou came to cry every day.
But Zhiqu Tiantian, who was considerate of her, broke her foot and didn't let her go.
"Also, you are a grown man. Didn't I hire a nurse for you? Why do you ask her to clean up this and that for you?"
"You know what the rumors are about in the hospital now!" Thinking of the rumors she had heard, Ning's mother gritted her teeth in anger.
"The nurses and doctors in the hospital all said that Ning Muchen's wife is so gentle and considerate, and takes good care of you and the child." She snorted coldly, "Why didn't I know that Yan Ning came to the hospital with the child."
Qu Anrou explained: "Auntie, I have never told anyone that I am Mr. Ning's wife. I also know that I am not worthy of it. I just want to repay Mr. Ning."
"I do all the little things that I can do."
"I will clarify these rumors."
"Mr. Ning's health has just recovered a little. It would be bad for his health if he was transferred to another hospital."
Qu Anrou made sense every time, made concessions every time, and thought about Ning Muchen every time.
But who is Ning’s mother? “You’re a piece of shit like that, and you’re just trying to trick my son.”
"mom!"
"Shut up!" Ning's mother walked over and poked Ning Muchen's shoulder hard. Still feeling uneasy, she twisted his flesh again.
The pain made Ning Muchen grimace.
"You were very smart when you were studying. You were smart in everything you did. Why are you as stupid as a pig when it comes to looking at women?"
"Qu Anqing was like this before, and this woman is like this now."
"You...are you my son?"
"What a difference in vision!"
Ning Muchen sighed, "Mom! What are you talking nonsense about? I have nothing to do with her. There won't be any now and there won't be in the future."
"I'm just taking care of their mother and daughter."
Qu Anrou's expression changed with her head hanging down.
He raised his head again and said, "Mr. Ning is right."
"Since you have nothing to do with her, you must avoid suspicion. Under melon fields and plum blossoms, you also have to consider... your future."
Ning Muchen fell silent.
His hand on the quilt moved slightly, "That... Yan Ning... child, are you okay?"
"Little Quanquan! It's great! I've been eating a lot lately, and my little hands and feet are stronger than before. Ning Ning said she didn't know how to choose a name, so your dad and I were asked to do it."
"Your dad has been looking through ancient books, the Book of Songs, and Songs in the past few days, just like looking for a good name."
Ning Muchen listened with a gentle look on his face, "Xiaoquanquan, I got this nickname..."
"That's what you and Yan Ning got too. Your son has strong hands and feet and is called Xiaoquanquan."
When Ning Muchen heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
Ning's mother said next to her, "I made an agreement with Yan Ning, saying that you miss the child very much. Let her bring the child to see you in two days."
"Is she coming?"
Everyone talked to him about Yan Ning and the children.