The young master of the president kneels and sings conquest

But the moment he saw it, he was suddenly taken aback.

It was an old man who looked five or sixty years old. Maybe her actual age was older, but she was well maintained. Wearing a lady's hat, she walked towards them slowly, with a charming smile just right on the corner of her mouth. Look dignified and elegant!

"Why do you say you can save her?" Lan Qianchen stared at her, why did he feel that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before!

The old man smiled mischievously, "Perhaps, maybe I am one in a hundred thousand!"

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When Yin Xiayue slowly woke up, the two big men jumped up excitedly at the same time.

"Wake up, she's awake!" Seeing that they clapped their palms together excitedly, they couldn't help turning their faces away coldly.

Yin Xiayue's people looked extremely weak, but seeing them like this, they still couldn't help laughing out loud.

"It's great, I'm still alive!" She spread her hands, and fine sunlight shone in through the window of the VIP ward, entangled on her fingertips.

"It was an old man who saved you." Lan Qianchen tucked the quilt up for her carefully, and said softly.

He spoke very softly, for fear of disturbing Yin Xiayue who just woke up!

"Old man?" Yin Xiayue raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, do you have any older relatives in your family?" Mo Lixin also leaned forward, his face that was originally covered with frost completely collapsed because of Yin Xiayue's sobriety!

Yin Xiayue shook her head, "My mother and father said that our grandparents and grandparents have passed away long ago!"

The figure who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping froze suddenly, his face sank, and he walked towards the elevator with heavy steps without looking back.

Lan Qianchen noticed that figure was the old man who transfused Yin Xiayue's blood, but he didn't say anything. At this moment, his heart was filled with the joy that Yin Xiayue could wake up again.

But he was a little afraid that everything that happened before she was shot was just a dream, so he pointed at Mo Lixin again, wanting to confirm whether she had fully recovered her memory, "Who is he?"

Yin Xiayue didn't hesitate at all, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, "He's my daddy!"

Lan Qianchen's hands froze in the air, and his whole face was ashamed!

God really played a big joke on him!

After Yin Xiayue recovered her life, she actually made her cruelly forget their past!

Before that shot, what was all that!

The more he thought about it, the more complicated and heavy his mood became, and he couldn't help punching hard at the solid wall. On the way, a small hand suddenly wrapped his hand, making him suffocate.

Her hands were still as cold as the cold spring, but the smile on the corner of her mouth was very warm and real.

Her hands are so small that they can't cover his big hands at all, but she is very persistent.

She leaned forward, blinked her deer-like clear eyes slyly, and pressed her lips to the corners of his eyes.

Even though the wound was pulled and hurt, but she would not hesitate!

She must give him this kiss!

She whispered in his ear, "But, you are my fiance, Lan Qianchen!"

At that moment, the ice in my heart completely melted, and there was a piece of peace from winter to spring.