Meng Wanyang knew it very well, but she didn't want to see him, so she walked in the opposite direction.
Unhurried footsteps came from behind, and Meng Wanyang knew that Li Jinghuan was following her step by step without turning around.
She knew that she couldn't hide, and she didn't want to be seen by the Jin family and make her worried if the news reached Lu Xining's ears, so she simply took the safe passage.
Sure enough, Li Jinghuan grabbed his wrist as soon as he entered the door: "Wanyang!"
Meng Wanyang was naturally uncooperative, but she couldn't get rid of him at all, and was pushed against the wall by him in the end.
"What do you want to do?" she asked angrily.
Li Jinghuan looked at her face and raised his hand to touch her, but Meng Wanyang coldly avoided her.
The person was clearly right in front of him, but he seemed to be unable to reach him, filling his heart with a sense of powerlessness.
But Li Jinghuan still didn't give up. He endured the sourness in his heart and looked at her affectionately: "Wanyang, hasn't my purpose been very clear all along?"
He wants to get back together.
Although Meng Wanyang was injured and left the imperial capital in the past few years and hid, Li Jinghuan understood one thing more clearly, that is, he could not let her go.
"My answer has always been clear and will not change." Meng Wanyang's attitude did not soften at all.
"Wanyang——"
Seeing that the two of them were about to freeze again, Li Jinghuan tried to say something, but was interrupted by her again.
"I know that after I came back, my work went so smoothly because you were helping me behind the scenes.
But Li Jinghuan, compared with the harm your Li family has done to me, these are not enough to fill the gap."
The harm done to her by the Li family will never be repaid.
"I know, I know." Li Jinghuan said anxiously, and made his position clear: "Wanyang, so I have been working hard, can you give me a chance?"
"Work hard?" Meng Wanyang seemed to have heard a joke and asked, "Then can you return my daughter to me?"
The word "daughter" was like a knife. Her voice trembled with pain, and Li Jinghuan's heart stopped at the same time.
He looked at her painfully and guiltily, wanting to say sorry, wanting to ask her to forgive him. But thinking of the past, he trembled his lips, but could not say a word.
Because I have no face.
Meng Wanyang deliberately uncovered each other's scars to achieve this goal.
She thought she could get rid of him, even temporarily, and pushed him away to leave, but Li Jinghuan grabbed her wrist instead.
"Wanyang, I have been working hard these years, and now you don't have to worry about the Li family anymore.
If you are with me, you can ignore them if you don't want to, and you don't have to suffer any more injustice."
He worked hard for four years for this day.
Meng Wanyang was unmoved: "Li Jinghuan, why don't you understand?
The fact that we have reached this point cannot be solved by pretending that they don’t exist.”
The hatred in her heart still could not be extinguished.
"Then what do you want from me? Kill my mother?" Being sandwiched between them day and night, Li Jinghuan was already going crazy.
Seeing his grievance, Meng Wanyang just smiled, but there was deep sarcasm in his eyes.
"Li Jinghuan, no one is forcing you.
You know that with my ability, I can't do anything to your mother, as long as you don't provoke me.
But you don't.
You want both family affection and love.
You keep saying you love me, but you insist on forcing me to swallow all the bitter pills to balance the relationship. Don't you think you are too selfish?" Meng Wanyang pointed it out.
Her situation is different from that of Lu Xining. When Lu Xining lost his child, he was harmed by Lin Qingyue, while Jin Shaoheng had already cut off the relationship with Lin Qingyue.
But Meng Wanyang's child was killed by her own grandmother. Just because she looked down on Meng Wanyang and her background, she also looked down on the child in her belly.
Li Jinghuan was once again at a loss and had nothing to say.
Meng Wanyang didn't want to tangle with him and tried to push him away again.
Li Jinghuan seemed to be stimulated by something, so he hugged her harder and begged: "Wanyang, don't leave me again."
"Snapped!"
Meng Wanyang couldn't control it and slapped him directly.
After Li Jinghuan received this blow, a red and swollen slap mark appeared on half of his cheek, and his mind seemed to wake up a little.
Meng Wanyang took the opportunity to leave quickly...
--Dividing line--
On Lu Xining's side, not long after Meng Wanyang left, the doctor informed him to take the two babies for examination.
So when Jin Shaoheng brought Jin Muxi back, Lu Xining was the only one left in the ward.
We haven't seen her for several days. The little one misses her very much.
Seeing Lu Xining lying on the bed in a hospital gown, I felt heartbroken.
"Mom!" He climbed onto the bed and put his arms around her neck coquettishly.
However, Jin Shaoheng held his body and reminded: "Mom has a wound on her body, be careful when touching it."
"It's okay, don't be nervous." Lu Xining said to Jin Shaoheng and took the initiative to hug Jin Muxi.
The mother and son's faces were pressed together and they rubbed each other affectionately.
Lu Xining asked: "Are we, Mu Xi, good these days?"
Jin Muxi nodded, then looked at her and asked worriedly: "Is it painful to give birth to a baby?"
Even though he is a boy, he is careful and has strong empathy. Especially when it comes to Lu Xining, he has completely lost the awkward look he had when they first met.
"It doesn't hurt. Mom is fine. But the baby can't be discharged from the hospital yet, so I have to stay with them." Lu Xining touched his little head comfortingly.
Jin Muxi obviously didn't believe it. His little classmate told him that her mother was in pain when she gave birth to her baby, so she turned to look at Jin Shaoheng inquiringly.
What could Jin Shaoheng say? He could only nodded and said, "You still have to be careful."
At this time, there was a noise at the door. It was Zhuang's mother and the nanny who came back holding a baby.
"Master, young master." Mother Zhuang greeted.
At this time, Jin Muxi was still on Lu Xining's bed, but his eyes were already staring curiously at the swaddling clothes in their arms, but they were too far away and wrapped tightly, so they couldn't see clearly.
Lu Xining saw what he was thinking and said, "Go and see the little brother and sister."
Only then did Jin Muxi let her go and slipped off the bed quickly.
Jin Shaoheng asked Lu Xining: "Has Meng Wanyang been here?"
"Yes." Lu Xining nodded and said, "I met Li Jinghuan."
"Let them solve their own problems." Jin Shaoheng didn't want her to waste too much energy, so he asked, "Are you tired? Do you want to take a nap?"
Lu Xining shook his head.
"Then just lie down for a while. Didn't Mother Zhuang say you shouldn't use your eyes during confinement? If you can't sleep, just close your eyes to rest." Jin Shaoheng advised again.
Lu Xining compromised, and Jin Shaoheng helped her lie down while he guarded her by the bedside.
When Jin Muxi got out of bed, Zhuang's mother and the nanny had already put the child in her arms on the crib.
Although Jin Muxi is not tall, she can see clearly by holding on to the fence. The doll inside is small, with tender skin, and looks much prettier than in the video.
Jin Nianlu didn't sleep at the moment, and looked back at him with a pair of black grape-like eyes.
This made Jin Muxi feel fresh and curious, so he shouted: "Little toffee?"
The little baby, who was less than a month old, opened his mouth and smiled at him when he heard the sound. Even though drool was left on the corner of his mouth, he looked so cute and cute.