Yan Ning held her child and sat in the back. She turned her head and looked at Ye Nanyue who was sitting in front, "Why do you suddenly want to be my driver? Isn't Sheng Ye busy?"
"busy!"
Yan Ning asked tentatively, "Did you quarrel with Shi Wenye again?"
"without."
"Ha!" From this answer, it was obvious that they were quarreling and still not admitting it.
After coaxing the child in her arms, Yan Ning kissed his cheek and said, "It's not a big deal if you and Shi Wenye keep dragging it on like this! Your belly is getting bigger day by day, and there's Ali."
"You and Shi Wenye are inseparable. Children should be sensitive."
"I know." Because of this, she hoped that Shi Wenye could agree to her proposal and break up peacefully.
They don't need to be husband and wife, but they can be relatives, friends, and family members.
This is also good.
At the very least, it's fine for two kids.
It's also very good for them.
But Shi Wenye was very paranoid and would rather drag the two of them into this emotional whirlpool than let go.
And now, she doesn't have the ability to leave Shi Wenye.
The car drove to the hospital.
Yan Ning held the child, and the nanny followed her, holding things for the child in her hands.
When Ning's mother saw her get off the car, she immediately came over with a smile, "Was it hard on the road? I told you, I will arrange for someone to pick you up."
Taking the child from Yan Ning's hand, "The little fists are getting heavier day by day. Can you, with your thin arms and legs, be able to carry her?"
"I think you seem to have lost weight. I've asked people to prepare bird's nests and these supplements for you. Don't just rely on your youth to stop taking your body seriously."
Yan Ning listened helplessly and responded with a few words from time to time.
He turned around and waved to Ye Nanyue in the car.
Ye Nanyue was sitting in the car, with a little envy in her eyes.
Although the Yan family treats Yan Ning poorly and Ning Muchen seems to be mentally ill, Ning Muchen's parents are good.
They are really nice to Yan Ning.
It was completely protective of Yanning and Xiaoquanquan.
Before Ning Muchen even expressed his stance, they had already written a will and left most of their money and property to Xiaoquanquan.
No matter whether Yan Ning and Ning Muchen will be together in the future.
Regardless of whether Xiao Quanquan's last name is Ning or not, they will not change this decision.
Perhaps, this is the reason why Yan Ning was willing to bring her children to see Ning Muchen after she was tired of him!
Ye Nanyue started the car and left.
She was originally worried that if Yan Ning came with her child, she might be tricked by Qu Anrou and her daughter.
Now that Ning's mother and father are here, there is nothing to worry about.
…
Ning Muchen straightened his clothes, looked at the bandage on his head in the mirror, and frowned.
He has always felt that he looks good.
But now his face is bloodless and his head is wrapped in a bandage.
I’ll meet Yan Ning and the child later...
Will their mother and son feel that he doesn’t pay enough attention to them?
After thinking about it, Ning Muchen changed into a dark blue shirt and tidied it up in the mirror.
It seems less pale.
He took a deep breath to calm his beating heart, then opened the bathroom door and came out.
"Why are you here?" Ning Muchen's eyes flashed when he saw Qu An and Qu Tiantian in the ward, "Tiantian, didn't I tell you to recuperate in the ward, why did you run out?"
Qu Anrou glanced at Ning Muchen's specially dressed appearance and lowered her eyes slightly, covering her expression.
"Tiantian knew that Miss Yan was coming today, so she wanted to come and say thank you to Miss Yan."
"Thank you?" Ning Muchen frowned. He thought of what Shi Wenye and Ning's mother said, "There's no need to say thank you. You go back first. Especially Tiantian, your feet need to rest and don't move around."
Qu Tiantian sat in a wheelchair and looked up at Ning Muchen.
Although she was young, she could feel that Ning's father was driving her away.
With Miss Yan, I have a son.
It seems that Ning's father really doesn't want her anymore, and he isn't as kind to her as he was before.
She lowered her head sadly.
Ning Muchen comforted her and urged Qu Anrou to take Qu Tiantian away.
No matter how stupid he is, he knows that if he leaves Qu Anrou and his daughter here, they will only embarrass each other when Yan Ning comes.
He didn't want to leave a bad impression on Yanning, mother and son when they met for the first time after losing their memory.
after all……
Didn't the boss and mother both say that he loved her very much?
She probably didn't want to see Qu Anrou in his ward either!
Qu Anrou left at Ning Muchen's urging, pushing her wheelchair and walking very slowly.
Qu Tiantian choked in a low voice and cried in fear, "Mom, does Father Ning no longer want us?"
Qu Anrou pushed her to the corner, squatted in front of her, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Do you remember what mom said? As long as you are obedient, mom promises that Dad Ning will always be with us.
Around you."
Qu Tiantian nodded vigorously, "Mom, I am obedient. I will definitely be obedient. You and Ning's father must stay with me forever."
"rest assured."
As soon as Ning Muchen turned around, he heard the ward door open behind him.
Ning's mother smiled and said, "Look, Ning Ning, he knew you were coming, and this kid even changed his clothes specially. It's really..."
A soft smile floated to his ears.
There are also the sounds of children babbling.
His back suddenly stiffened for some unknown reason, his throat became dry for a moment, and his brain ached faintly.
But he didn't feel the pain was uncomfortable. Instead, he felt like he wanted to intensify the pain and wanted to see the pain clearly.
"Mu Chen?"
Ning's mother asked doubtfully.
Ning Muchen's hand hanging by his side clenched slightly into a fist and turned around.
His eyes moved slowly and fell on the woman standing behind him.
He has no memory and has no memory of who Yan Ning is.
But when he saw that face, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated and made a thumping sound, which made him subconsciously want to walk over.
The face had elegant and classic features. The long hair was pulled back and a finely carved wooden hairpin was inserted into the hair.
A light green horse skirt with a long belt tied lightly around the waist.
Such a classic and elegant woman.
Is his son's mother such a woman?
Was this the kind of woman he loved before?
Is this...Yanning?
Ning Muchen's eyes fell firmly on Yan Ning. It was a mistake.
Mother Ning lowered her head and smiled softly, stretched out her hand and pushed him, "Are you stupid?"
"Mom!" Ning Muchen glared at Ning Mu with rare anger, then quickly regained his composure, "Are you here?"
Ning's mother couldn't help but laugh again, and sat on the sofa nearby with her child in her arms.
Yan Ning walked over with an indifferent expression, "Well. You haven't seen the child for a long time. I'll bring the child over for you to see."
When she got closer, Ning Muchen smelled a faint fragrance, which sounded like perfume, but not like it.
But, it smells good.
His thin lips raised.
It turns out this is Yan Ning.
It turns out he likes this kind of woman.
A woman completely different from Qu Anqing.
It seems... pretty good.
He turned around in a good mood and adjusted his collar subconsciously.
Ning's mother looked at Ning Muchen, who was pretending to be aloof, and then at Yan Ning, lowered her head and smiled.
She picked up Xiaoquanquan and said, "Oh, Xiaoquanquan, look at your dad, he's so old and he's still so shy here!"
"Mom, who is so shy! Don't say these things to children."
Ning Muchen frowned and walked over and took the child from Ning's mother's hand.
When he held the child in his hands, he was surprised for a second.
Yan Ning explained: "After Xiao Quanquan was born, you took care of him the most."
Ning Muchen: "..."
He looked down at the baby in his arms, his eyebrows were somewhat similar to his.
Her fair and round face looks a little silly when she smiles.
Drool was still flowing from the side of his mouth.
The little finger was even stuffed into the mouth unconsciously.
So dirty.
Normally he would think so.
But now looking at the child in his arms, he had no other thoughts at all, only one thought.