Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 418 Whoever Seriously Loses
"What business? He's the mayor. You, a drug seller, can work with him?" Beiming Haoting grinned, drawing a sarcasm, as if exposing a very stupid lie of hers.

"..."

Yan Chuyan choked for a moment, who sells medicine?She runs a pharmaceutical company, okay?
look down on her?

It took her four years to make her own business and realize her childhood dream—pharmacist, this man...is enough!
"Don't go, I found this at your house." Beiming Haoting took out the marriage certificate she had obtained with Wu Haosi four years ago, and used his certificate to get it, but the group photo on the little red book was A photo of her and Wu Haosi.

Beiming Haoting raised his eyebrows at her, as if it was a matter of course: "You are my wife now, and you are not allowed to see other men without my permission."

Looking at the little red book, Yan Chuyan felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. The day they went to get the certificate four years ago was Beiming Haoting's birthday. He left her a letter saying that he would be back in two days. As a result, it took four years to go away.

Yan Chuyan sucked her sore nose, stared at him and asked with some complaints: "Then as your wife, I also have the right to ask you, where have you been these four years? Also, why is your blood the same color as before?" Different? What the hell happened to you?"

"You don't need to know. You just need to know that I love you. In this life, I will accompany you until the end of your life. I will never leave you."

A pair of blue eyes as deep as the ocean, staring at her steadily, as if making a firm promise to her.

Yan Chuyan's heart trembled violently, she almost sank, she soon came to her senses, she couldn't believe what he said easily, she couldn't remember how many such love words he said to herself four years ago, until the end Or just leave.

In the game of love, whoever is serious loses.

The cell phone in her hand rang again, and Yan Chuyan answered the call, "Yixun, I'm going down now, just wait a little longer."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Chuyan ignored Beiming Haoting's unreasonable trouble, and hurriedly left the ward.

Little Doris stared at Dad timidly, her exquisite handsome face was full of haze, she mustered up the courage to run to the opposite side, and stretched out her little hand to touch Beiming Haoting's injured face.

"Dad, don't be so cruel to Mom, okay? She will be sad, does your face still hurt? Doris help you~"

"Well, Dad is not angry, just sit here and eat." Beiming Haoting rubbed her curly hair fondly, probably because his daughter was his father's previous lover, and Beiming Haoting loved her a little more.

The sick little Ivan was left alone, drooping his head unhappily, scooping porridge with a small spoon and sending it to his mouth in a dull manner.

"You eat too. If you are sick, eat more vegetables and supplement vitamins. When your mother comes back, I will help you go through the discharge procedures. Let's go home." Beiming Haoting put the vegetables into Ivan's bowl, with abrupt movements and abrupt words Ivan was quite shocked.

"Can I go home?" Ivan looked at the needle on the back of his hand, but did not pull it out for the convenience of infusion.

"Well, I'll ask a doctor to take care of you. Your mother used to be a nurse and can take care of you. You'll be fine." After that, Beiming Haoting brought him another dish, his voice as soft as possible, suppressing his own emotions. Emotions, do not scare the two children.

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In front of the hospital building, the mottled light at night sprinkled on the side face of the man, casting a layer of illusory light on it.

"Yixun." Yan Chuyan found his figure in the dark night, walked over and called softly.

(End of this chapter)