husband you are enough

Chapter 611 What else can I do

"Student Xiaoman, how many times do you need me to tell you before you will believe that I have never been married, and I have never given birth to a child. I really did not give birth to him." Lan Die looked a little anxious, if the child It's hers, can she not know?

"You still refuse to recognize him." Tong Xiaoman was disappointed.

Lan Die frowned even tighter: "You must have misidentified the person, maybe they are similar."

"It's not surprising that people are similar, but even the names are the same, don't you find it strange?" Tong Xiaoman glared at her bitterly.

Lan Die's liver trembled a bit, she felt inexplicably guilty when she stared at her like that, she coughed lightly and said: "Class is about to start, you should go back quickly."

"Poor parents all over the world, I hope your heart is not made of stone." After Tong Xiaoman finished speaking, he turned and went back to the classroom.

Seeing her walking away, Lan Die stretched out her hand to cover her faintly aching heart, that distressing feeling came again, how could it be like this?
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Knowing that Nalan Wanruo was sick and hospitalized, Tong Xiaoman went straight to the hospital after class.

"Wan Ruo, I just saw you that day. You are in good spirits. Why did you suddenly get sick?" Tong Xiaoman put the fresh flowers he bought into a vase. Seeing her haggard face, he couldn't help frowning. take care of her?
"Illness comes as soon as it is said, and there is no time and place. You have to go to class and travel so far to see me. You are not tired." Nalan Wan seemed to be sitting on the head of the bed, with a faint smile on his face.

"I didn't come here on foot. I'm not tired at all. Where's my uncle? Why isn't he here?" Tong Xiaoman glanced at the ward, but saw no one else, and frowned even more, for he wasn't there.

"He stayed with me for a day and a night. I just sent him back to rest." If she hadn't lost her temper, he would definitely not want to leave.

"Oh, so that's how it is. Are you feeling better?" Tong Xiaoman sat by the bed after finishing the flowers, picked up a fruit knife, and smoothed the peels neatly.

Xuan Wujing thought of her skin-peeling skill, and wanted to come forward by herself, but soon she was surprised.

Not seeing him for half a year, Tong Xiaoman's knife skills have improved rapidly, and the skin has been cut thin and neat.

Tong Xiaoman noticed Xuan Wujing's astonishing expression, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. She learned a lot in the six months on the desert island.

She cut the peeled apples neatly, then handed them to Nalan Wanruo, put the fruit knife away, and asked, "I just heard today that you and that man named He will be engaged to get married next month. What are you going to do?"

Nalan seemed to be biting an apple, a little bit bitter, she smiled wryly and said, "What else can I do?"

Tong Xiaoman frowned: "You don't like people surnamed He at all, do you want to give in?"

"From childhood to adulthood, how much can I do what I like?" Nalan Wanruo had a self-deprecating sneer on his face.

Tong Xiaoman turned his head and told Xuanwu to stand guard outside the door, and asked in a low voice, "What did my uncle say?"

She didn't think Nalanxi would let what happened that day happen.

"He..." Nalan Wanruo sighed softly, "He wants me to go with him."

"Elope?" Tong Xiaoman blurted out, quickly covered his mouth with his hand, and looked at her in surprise.

Nalan nodded slightly.

"How can that be? Your homes are all here. Can you really leave so gracefully and never come back?"

(End of this chapter)