Wife-loving addiction: Jane's strong lock of marriage

Chapter 1505 The most powerful (1)

Qingyang looked at him without saying a word.

Zhanxiong grabbed Qingyang's hand and wept bitterly.

It would have been nice if his wife hadn't died.

If his wife hadn't died, no matter what he was asked to do, he would have desperately begged for his wife's forgiveness.

At that time, he and his wife, son, and family will be reunited.

But now, it's too late to regret.

Qingyang stared at him blankly, without saying a word.

He really didn't have much impression of this father.

He vaguely remembered some things, but very vaguely.

Zhanxiong's monologue, and the memories in his mind, let him piece together some things,
His father is an irresponsible man.

He had wronged his mother and abandoned him.

Now, the truth is out, he regrets it, and kneels beside his bed, begging his forgiveness.

Does he want to forgive?
His head was in a mess, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't think about anything.

Zhanxiong held his hand tightly, choked up and said: "Yifei, dad is sorry for you, I know, you may not remember dad, but dad wants you to know, dad loves you, will always love you, you said Zhan Jia The eldest young master is the only heir of the Zhan family. Dad left you his most trusted right-hand man. His name is Ding Yi. From now on, he will replace your father and hand over the Zhan family and his company to you."

Qingyang looked at him, but still didn't speak.

Zhanxiong babbled about many things in the past, crying and laughing at other times.

After a while, Xia Junyu, Jian Shichu, and Ye Qingci walked into the ward one after another.

Xia Junyu looked at Zhanxiong, and said indifferently: "The patient just woke up and needs more rest. Please go out."

Zhanxiong wiped away his tears and said to Qingyang: "Son, Dad will come to see you tomorrow."

He stood up, turned around and walked out. When he passed by Jian Shichu and Ye Qingci, he bent over to them, "Qiye, Mrs. Qiye, thank you!"

After finishing speaking, before the two of them could speak, he strode towards the door.

Ye Qingci walked up to Qingyang, held his hand, and said softly: "Qingyang, you just woke up, and Jun Yu said that we can't stay with you for too long, and he will take care of you for us, and Ah Chu and I will be together tomorrow See you again."

Qingyang looked at her with attachment, but the corners of his lips raised up hard, trying to say: "I don't care..."

Ye Qingci looked at him, feeling sore and joyful in her heart, and shook his hand vigorously, "Take care of him, don't think about it, the sky will fall, and Ah Chu and I will support you, you just take care of yourself." Body."

Qingyang nodded, "I know."

Ye Qingci said, "Then shall we go?"

Qing Yang nodded again.

Ye Qingci and Jian Shichu left the hospital together. Ye Qingci felt that the mood of the day was like a roller coaster.

First, because of Qingyang's delay in waking up, he was heartbroken with worry.

Immediately afterwards Qingyang woke up, ecstatic with joy.

Overjoyed and saddened, her body couldn't bear it, and now she relaxed, and her whole body withered.

She snuggled up beside Jian Shichu, drowsy.

Jian Shichu touched her forehead and asked with concern, "Are you all right?"

Ye Qingci shook her head, "It's fine."

She snuggled up to Jian Shichu's side and unconsciously fell asleep.

Back at the villa, Jian Shichu hugged her out of the car, and she woke up.

She wanted to go down by herself, but Jian Shichu insisted on hugging her.

Jian Shichu directly carried her into the bedroom, and at her insistence, took a bath with her.

After taking a shower, he ate something, fell on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

When she woke up again, it was already dark.

She saw her twin sons, lying beside her, whispering.

A smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she touched the little faces of the two brothers one by one, "Aye, Aye!"

"Mom, you're awake!" Little Awan rushed over excitedly, and patted Ye Qingci's lower abdomen lightly, "Mom, sister!"

Ye Qingci smiled, and touched his little face again, "Baby, mom can't be sure whether the baby in the mother's womb is a younger brother or a younger sister, but whether it is a younger brother or a younger sister, they are all fathers just like Aye Awan Mother's sweetheart, so Ah Ye and Ah Wan should also like the baby, okay?"

The twins don't know who was influenced by them, and now they say the word "sister" every day.

She was really worried that if she had a son at that time, the two little guys would cry in disappointment and dislike the little brother.

That would be bad!

"No, no!" Xiao Ah Wan anxiously patted her lower abdomen, pointed to her lower abdomen with her little finger and said, "Sister, sister, mother, it's really my sister!"

Ye Qingci was a little puzzled, she glanced at his little hand, and couldn't laugh or cry.

On her belly, a crooked little girl was drawn with a child's paintbrush.

The children's drawing skills are really bad, and the paintings are really ugly. You can only tell that they are two little girls from the two crooked braids.

Ye Qingci couldn't laugh or cry, and touched the cheeks of her two sons again, "Who drew it?"

Little Ah Wan slapped her little chest loudly, very proud, "Ah Wan drew it, Ah Wan drew the little sister into her mother's belly, and mother gave Ah Wan a little sister, father is happy, mother is happy, brother is happy , Ah Ye and Ah Wan are both happy, Ah Wan is amazing! Ah Wan is awesome!

Ye Qingci: "..."

Jian Qiye, do you know that you taught your son to be so narcissistic?
It's fine if you become arrogant yourself, but how can you teach your son to be so arrogant?

Ye Qingci patted her son's back, "Ah Wan, you should be humble and keep a low profile."

Little Ah Wan's eyes flickered, "Mom, what's a low-key thing? You're so low-key?"

"..." Ye Qingci was speechless: "It's not that tune."

Ugh.

Knowing what it means for a scholar to meet a soldier at once, I can't explain why.

The door rang, and Jian Shichu opened the door and came in.

When little Ah Wan saw her father, she immediately jumped up from the bed, pointed at Ye Qingci's belly, and showed her great achievements, "Look, Dad, look, Dad, Ah Wan put the little sister into Mom's belly!"

"Nonsense!" Jian Qi said with a straight face: "The little sister in the mother's belly was obviously put in by the father!"

Ye Qingci: "..."

Mr. Jian Qi, where's your face?
face! ?
That's your son!

Don't talk nonsense like that!
While talking, Jian Shichu walked to the bed, saw the crooked little girl painted on Ye Qingci's belly, laughed out loud, and rubbed little Ah Wan's head, "Son, your father Yushu Linfeng, How could your mother give birth to such an ugly daughter?"

Ye Qingci: "..."

It's not surprising that there is such a narcissistic father who raises such a narcissistic son.

Little Ah Wan looked at her father, and then at the little girl on her mother's belly, a little aggrieved: "It's not perfect, it's so pretty!"

(End of this chapter)