Until she was tired of crying, Qian Haofeng said: "angel, you are still young. You can't do harm to your life because of Chongxi. Listen to my brother, I don't want the baby in my stomach. When you recover, my brother will find you a good wife to marry."

Smell speech, angel left from his arms, a pair of eyes full of tears can't believe: "Hao Feng brother, how can you say that children don't want to? Chongxi is gone. This is my child and Chongxi. He is the lifeblood of Chongxi and me. Even if I die, I will give birth to this child. Please let me give birth. I don't want to live without children... "

Qian Haofeng looked at her without expression, but after a while, he reached out and lifted her hair behind his ears, and a happy smile appeared on his face: "I just want to see your determination. This is Chongxi's child. I'm a brother. I've tried my best to protect this child. How can I kill him?"

Hearing qianhaofeng's words, angel took a reassuring pill and nodded with tears.

"Well, it's late. You can have a good rest so that you won't get angry. I'll come back to see you tomorrow."

"Well."

Angel nodded.

Qian Haofeng got up and said to the man standing at the end of the bed: "Sicong, you stay to protect her. No one is allowed to come in and disturb her, so as not to move the fetal gas."

"OK, Mr. Qian, you can rest assured that I will definitely protect Miss angel."

Qianhaofeng should be a, turned and angel said a, and Zhang Enze turned out of the ward together.

All the way to the fast elevator, Zhang Enze ran up and asked, "Haofeng, do you really want to keep angel's baby?"

Qianhao peak does not return: "keep it for the new year?"

Zhang Enze grinned. A scar on his right face made him look very insidious: "OK, when she leaves hospital, let him see his dead father."

In the speaking room, the elevator door opened, and an old man with a bent back and gray beard limped out. Although his legs were not sharp, his pace was not slow.

Qian Haofeng looks at the old man and walks into the elevator. Zhang Enze follows him.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the music of mobile phone came from the bedside table.

This is the alarm set by Ning Shibai.

Today is the day of her official wedding. She gets up and washes. She turns over her clothes from the cabinet of ganyuke. However, ganyuke is smaller than her body, and her clothes look smaller on her.

Turning over and over, I only turned out a loose black T-shirt, pants... With a pair of beige knee length home pants of Gan Yuke, and a pair of casual shoes on my feet.

It's a good match. Mix and match as much as you want.

It's not her fault. When she came back, it was more than one o'clock in the morning. When she came out from Zhan's house, she had only one set of clothes, which she didn't wash last night.

Go downstairs and open the door. On the passenger seat, Zhan Fenglie is lying there with his eyes closed.

Partial face looked around, there is no his car here.

She had to get to school before nine o'clock, and she didn't want to delay. She got into the car and started it and left quickly.

When he came to the Civil Affairs Bureau, Zhan Fenglie narrowed his eyes, and his eyes fell on Ning Shibai's clothes: "it's so black."

Rather poetry white partial face looked at him one eye, her lips Cape a Yang: "rush to the grave of marriage, wear black appropriate."

He was wearing a slim white shirt, which wrapped his broad and strong chest in shape and style, but his eyes couldn't hide a trace of fatigue, and he didn't sleep well.

"You're not too excited to sleep all night, are you?"

As soon as she finished, she covered her mouth and yawned.

"Go shopping first."

"Get the card first. I'll be at school by nine."

"Your dress doesn't fit." Zhan Fengli once again stressed that his eyes were already a little unhappy.

"Appropriate, as long as the issuing authority says appropriate." Ning Shibai did not give him a sight, and Gu ziding stepped on the accelerator.

Zhan Fengli: "go to juyu street."

Ning Shi Bai: "the steering wheel is in my hands now, I has the final say."

Zhan Fengli

They argued for a while and ended up in Zhan Fengli's silence. When he was silent, the air pressure in the car exploded.

In order to alleviate the depression, Ning Shibai pressed the button on the steering wheel, and the passionate song "defending the Yellow River" echoed in the car.

Zhan Fenglie lies on the front passenger's side and stares at Ning Shibai's white face. His eyes are helpless to see the wonderful flowers.

Such a young woman in a new era, the car is playing the same song back and forth, still defending the Yellow River.

Finally, his calm temperament was defeated by this woman.

"My family lives on the edge of the Yangtze River. You want to defend the Yellow River. Why don't you live on the edge of the Yellow River?"

Ning Shibai took a look at him, and the emotion in his beautiful eyes was incomparably calm.

"To listen to the songs, you have to listen to the spirit. We need to have the spirit of defending the Yellow River, which we need to inherit."

“……”

Zhan Fengli looks at this incredible woman and smiles.

If it comes out of other people's mouths, he really doesn't think it's that funny.

The Civil Affairs Bureau has arrived, so it's early for the institutions serving citizens to go to work. Before eight o'clock, the door has been opened.

Ning Shibai parked his car in a remote corner, which is still some distance away from the Civil Affairs Bureau. He said to Zhan Fenglie with a partial face: "ex husband, I think we should dress up and go again. If we are photographed, it will not affect you and me."

Zhan Fengli's eyes glided down and fell on her Beige Shorts: "that's why you came out in your wrinkled pajamas?"

Ning Shibai looked down along his line of sight.

It's true that this kind of man who is used to looking at exquisite clothes is really a little harsh when he looks at this kind of wrinkled clothes.

She looked up at him and said, "ex husband, from today when we walk into that gate and come out again, we may be old hand in hand. If you can't stand my wrinkled trousers so soon, what will you do with my wrinkled face in the future?" Finish saying, the eyes also innocently blinked.

"There is an ironing machine at home. Dare to wrinkle it." Zhan Fengli throws out this sentence lightly, gets up, pulls open the door and gets out of the car.

"I used the ironing machine to scare people. It's certain that one of us will wrinkle first."

Ning Shibai glanced at his back, took out his sunglasses, opened the door and got out of the car.

For fear of being seen, she fell behind Zhan Fengli for a long time. This mixed style of dress, coupled with this serious fashion sunglasses, will be as dazzling as possible.

Before he got to the Civil Affairs Bureau, Zhan Fenglie called.

He felt his cell phone in his pocket and put it to his ear.

"Young master, just now the nurse of the hospital called and said that thousands of people had gone through the discharge procedures for angel early in the morning. The nurse also said that the patient was still very weak and it was not suitable for her to leave the hospital so soon. I'm afraid that the baby in Angel's stomach would be very lucky this time."