Chapter 310

After coming out of Qiao Mingyu's ward, Fang Yuan and Zhu Wenchao have been following her silently, waiting for Lin An'an quietly.

"Fang Yuan, I'm a little tired today, so I won't go to see Fang Qing. Say hello to her for me."

As soon as he got to the elevator entrance, Lin an turned and looked at Fang Yuan. His eyes were very soft, but his spirit seemed very tired.

Fang yuanmu Lu looked at Lin An'an and nodded, "madam, I'll take you back to have a rest. Zhu Wenchao, please take care of Fang Qing."

Fang Yuan is not sure that Lin an will go back by herself. In addition, she takes care of Fang Qing in the hospital every day these days, and she has no time to take care of Lin an. Moreover, all her wages are paid according to her salary. Therefore, Fang Yuan feels a little guilty about Lin an.

But Lin an shook his head, "no, Xiao Lin is waiting for me outside. Don't worry."

Lin an told a lie. She didn't want to worry about Fangyuan. The girl worked hard in the hospital these days. She was very thin originally, but now she looks even thinner.

"Well then..." Fang Yuan nodded, and Xiao Lin was waiting outside, so she was relieved.

"Well, let's go downstairs together, Zhu Wenchao. Thank you today."

Lin an nodded to Zhu Wenchao, then turned and walked to the elevator.

Looking at Lin An'an's slender figure, Zhu Wenchao giggled and stretched out his hand to scratch his head. Today, he is really knowledgeable.

I thought Lin an an was a weak and nontoxic little white rabbit. I didn't expect that she had such a strong side. The two people who could make trouble in the future would make everyone uneasy

Lin An'an, who arrived on the first floor, walked out with heavy steps. She felt very tired both physically and mentally, as if she had overused her brain.

"An an..."

Lin an seems to hear someone calling her name in a trance. She pauses for a few seconds and then looks to her side. Liao Yiyang, who is dressed in a decent suit, leans against the post and looks at Lin an, the woman he is yearning for.

"Yiyang, didn't you send your sister-in-law back?" Lin an frowned slightly, but the next second she breathed a sigh of relief. For how long did they not have a good talk together? Although Lin an always felt that her friendship with Liao Yiyang had not changed, they could no longer chat together without scruples as before.

Once people have selfishness, it is difficult to be satisfied.

"I'm waiting for you. I want to talk to you." Liao Yiyang stands up straight and walks slowly to Lin'an. With each step, he looks forward to more. He hasn't seen Lin'an so seriously for a long time. He is so close to her like today

"What's the matter?" Lin an nodded and walked towards Liao Yiyang. In the crowd, their eyes were opposite, and they felt like they were separated from each other.

Some things have been mercilessly changed between them, but some things have never changed.

For example, they still care about each other, but they can only bury the friendship in their hearts, one because of love, the other from friendship

"Between us Has it been reduced to something to talk about? " Liao Yiyang drooped his eyes and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Lin An'an looks a little fatter, her skin is still white, her eyebrows are soft, but she seems different, her eyes are more resolute, maybe she is the right choice to be with Jiang muxiao.

Now Liao Yiyang is very busy in the Liao group. He is calculated by people every day, and plays the palace plot every day. Liao Yiyang thinks that if Lin an an is with him, he may not be able to let her live as freely as today.

"Yiyang, that's not what I mean. By the way, on the eighth day of the lunar calendar, Jiang muxiao and I hold a wedding. I hope you can come. Can I send the time and place to your mobile phone later? "

Lin an shows a shallow smile and changes the topic. Although the topic is still heavy for Liao Yiyang, Lin an really hopes that he can attend her wedding and watch her move towards happiness.

"The eighth day of the lunar calendar In four days, ANN, you are going to get married

The most important thing is that it's not him

Liao Yiyang once thought that his waiting would bring Lin An'an's review, but he never thought that he never faced Lin An'an with a correct identity, and what he got would not be the outcome he wanted.

But when he decided to change, it was too late.

Lin an nodded and said with a smile, "Yiyang, thank you today. Today you angered Liao Yan. He may be more difficult for you in the future. You should pay more attention."

Lin An'an said seriously, according to Liao Yan's character, I'm afraid he won't even let Lin an go.

"I've been used to it for a long time. I don't care what he does. Ann, I want to ask you, do you really feel happy? At the beginning, you chose to marry Jiang muxiao because Qiao Mingyu married Lin Xinya. Now are you really in love with him? "

Liao Yiyang's words were buried in his heart. He did not dare to ask until now. Some time ago, their relationship was once deadlocked as if they had broken up with each other. But now they stood calmly opposite each other and forgot all their previous unhappiness.When Lin an an heard what he said, there was no wave in her calm eyes, just like a magic call. She always felt that a familiar eye was watching her. Before answering Liao Yiyang, Lin an an looked to the door.

Now it's nearly evening, the sun outside is particularly soft, there is a prominent figure standing at the door.

People who walk around him will unconsciously look at him. From the appearance alone, his outstanding is incomparable to others, but his eyes have been on a woman who looks very ordinary.

When she saw Jiang muxiao's burning and soft eyes, she nodded to Liao Yiyang and said, "Yiyang, I'm very happy."

Liao Yiyang's expectations are broken by a simple sentence. When he looks at Lin An'an's eyes with a sad heart, he knows that he has always been redundant.

"Ann, I wish you well."

Suddenly, Liao Yiyang steps forward and gently embraces Lin an in his arms. He hangs his head, buries his cheek in Lin An's neck, deeply sniffs her taste, then slowly releases her, raises his hand and rubs her hair on her forehead as he has done countless times before.