A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"Young Master Qiao, are you... here to see Jing Han off?"

Pretending to be understanding and pretending to be confused, Lei Jiesen calmed down his emotions, looked up at the anxious guy in front of him, who seemed to be going crazy at any moment, and asked an understatement.

It was also this sound that brought the miserable guy who was pulling his hair to find a way back to his senses.

Maybe he thought of something, Qiao Shukuang, who was still mad just now, held Lei Jiesen's hand tightly again as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "Are you here to send Bao Jinghan off? Damn, I don't care, You send her away, you have to follow me!"

His voice was cold and forced, but the eagerness in his eyes was in a trance. Besides, if you don't go with me, I will... cry for you!

Lei Jiesen couldn't help laughing, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

However, Qiao Shukuang misunderstood his smile and took his smile as a mockery, and his face collapsed instantly.

Just thinking about whether to speak harsh words, or simply use force to subdue this guy, and take him to the hospital, so that he can help share half of Lu Yan's anger.Who knew that this guy would open his mouth and say something that would fascinate him even more than the sounds of nature or sweet words——

"Isn't it just to go to the hospital to see Lu Yan? I just want to go too, let's go together, you take me for a ride, so I don't have to drive myself!"

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"The slender clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far and dark. Once the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world. The tenderness is like water, and the wedding is like a dream. Endure the magpie bridge and return. How can it be day and night."

Opening the book of Song Ci, Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal" vividly appeared on the paper.

In the ward, the atmosphere was eerie and astonishing.

Half of the curtains were opened wide, and the sunlight outside the window enveloped most of the hospital bed.And Lu Yan was sitting under the bright sunshine, but his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, so gloomy that people dare not approach him.

He was silent, holding a volume of Song Ci in ancient Chinese in his hand.

The pages of the book are slightly yellowed, and they look old. There are still some handwriting on the margins, which are obviously notes or annotations made by some people when they were reading.

And those handwriting, he is very familiar with.

It belongs to Jing Han.

On the envelope sandwiched on the title page, there was also the same handwriting left, with four words written in a fluttering pattern - Lu Yan personally.

However, he wasn't in a hurry to open the letter, his eyes only scratched across the envelope, and landed on that page of the book.

His lips lifted slightly and trembled, but he never said a word.

Just maintaining that posture, silently recited the last sentence of that poem in my heart.

——If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening.

This should be what she wants to say to herself, right?

Thinking of this, Lu Yan slowly closed his eyes, recalling everything from yesterday.He saw Jing Han's anomaly, and vaguely guessed that something must have happened to her that she couldn't solve.For example, her unknown transaction with someone.

It's just that he really didn't expect that Bao Jinghan would choose to leave in this way in the end, and he didn't even dare to say goodbye in person, really——

Anger wandered uncontrollably in his chest, gradually fermenting and swelling.

It swelled so much it was about to explode!

And he, who had nowhere to vent, was worthy to clenched his fists tightly to hold back the suffocated anger, and asked in a deep voice the guy leaning against the door of the ward, making it clear: "Who did she make a deal with! "

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