Seeing the visitor, the smile on Xia Yuhan's face solidified, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly: "Mom, why are you here?"

"My son is injured. Can't I come to see him?" Fang Yu gave him a white look.

"Auntie, sit down." Yi and Xia Lian brought her a stool. Xia Yuhan's mother, who is no stranger, met her at school. Later, she entered Bella and met her several times. It's just that every time she doesn't look good, she doesn't seem to like her very much.

At this meeting, she glanced at her faintly, went to the sofa beside the bed and sat down: "Yuhan, where's your nurse? Why didn't she take care of you here?"

"I'll let her go. Chris will come in the afternoon with a new one." Xia Yuhan is biting her teeth.

Fang Yu thinks that she is not taking good care of her and doesn't say anything. Her eyes float past the incubator on the table. Seeing this, Xia Yuhan says, "Mom, do you want to drink soup? The soup in summer is delicious again?"

"No more." Fang Yu shakes his head indifferently and reaches for his son's hand. "Yu Han, you have a fiancee and want to get married. You have to pay attention to the influence. In the future, those irrelevant women won't meet again and let them stop thinking of climbing the dragon and supporting the Phoenix. You and them are not in the same world at all. Your wife can only be a rich family like Xiaorui. " The sharper the words are, not only for his son, but also for Yi Youxia.

Yi and summer mercilessly shook next, the facial expression is pale as paper: "I still have a little matter, left first." With that, without waiting for Xia Yuhan to respond, he ran out in a hurry.

Xia Yuhan's eyes flashed a ferocious angry light. She grabbed the uneaten oranges on the table and smashed them against the wall like a vent. With a "pa", the orange juice splashed.

Fang Yu shuddered. For twenty-four years, he has been obedient to her. She said one, he never said two. Today, he is angry with her!

"Do you want to be angry with your mother for the sake of an insignificant woman?"

"She's not an insignificant woman, she's my favorite!" Xia Yuhan is almost roaring. He loves Yi Youxia. He fell in love with her from the first time he saw her on campus. She is sweet, pure, mischievous, kind, tough and tenacious. She is always like an elf. She suddenly appears in the library or classroom to give him a surprise. If his mother had not stopped him again and again, he would have taken her to Italy to live a happy life.

"A woman of her condition and family background will not help you at all. Do you want to get Bella and become Xia's successor?" Fang Yu is angry that he hates iron but not steel. From the first time she met Yi Youxia, she knew that she would be a disaster, so she tried both hard and soft, crying two times and hanging three times, forcing her son to promise not to associate with her. After graduation, she forced him to go abroad, thinking that she could rest assured. But she never thought that as soon as he returned home, this woman would follow her to Yangcheng, like a ghost, haunting her son. Now that he is going to get married, she will not give up. What a injustice!

"In the past 24 years, I've been living for you. I'll go back to Xia's house and fight for Bella and marry Yang Xiaorui. I only have such a small extravagance. I just want to live for myself once. Can't I? " Xia Yuhan's eyes were wide open, with burning pain, every word burst out from her throat, with helplessness.

Fang Yu began to cry. He cried bitterly. At the same time, he cried over and over again about his bitter past and the hardships of raising his son alone.

It's the way she's best at, the way she can control her son.

However, it doesn't seem to work this time. Xia Yuhan has long been used to it. She pulls up the quilt and covers her head.

Longting style.

I don't know how long I've been lying on the sofa.

Dusk had crept in through the open window, and it was cold in every corner of the house.

She was dressed in white, light, thoughtless, expressionless, like a soft haze.

When Rong Zhenye came in, she didn't notice.

Since Qin Xuelu appeared, he almost goes out early and comes back late every day. The revival of old love is probably more enthusiastic than a new love, and it also makes people passionate, right?

Seeing her pale and bloodless face, he was so worried that he ran over quickly: "what's the matter, uncomfortable?"

She raised her eyelashes and gave him a light look. Her eyes were empty and blank: "I'm fine. It's still early. How did you come back?" She murmured, as if to herself.

"Don't you want me back?" He gave a wry smile, and a little disappointment passed in his heart. These days, he is busy with the opening plan of island a, so he has less time to play with her, and he is a little worried that she will be bored at home alone?

"I'm fine by myself." She shrank into the deep of the sofa, as if to hide herself, but he stretched out his iron arm, grabbed her little hand, pulled her up, "go, I'll take you to dinner."

"Haven't you eaten yet?" She was slightly surprised and came back hungry. Did she quarrel again?