"Are you 31 years old?"

"Yeah." Pei Yihuan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Why do you suddenly want to ask your age?"

Mo Wan replied, "I didn't know your age until I saw your interview in a business magazine today."

"How?" His eyes met hers.

She was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

He took a sip of red wine lightly: "Do you think I'm old?"

"Ah?" Mo Wan was taken aback, but didn't react for a while.

However, Pei Yihuan somewhat misunderstood her reaction, held her finger, pulled her thin lips and opened his mouth, his voice a little tense: "Have you ever heard a saying that usually a man is seven or eight years older than a woman is the most suitable..."

"why?"

After bringing the red wine glass close to her lips and letting her take a sip, Pei Yihuan raised his eyebrows and said: "A man who is too young doesn't know how to be considerate and take care of women."

Hearing this, Mo Wan nodded in agreement: "I agree with this sentence."

Immediately, the corners of Pei Yihuan's lips curled into a gentle curve.

She continued: "Ferdinand Thirty-Six is ​​indeed very considerate and caring for women."

In an instant, Pei Yihuan's raised arc disappeared, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring deeply at Mo Wan.

A little laughing, Mo Wan's hand patted his handsome face twice: "I don't mean anything, I'm just making an analogy."

A soft hum came out of his throat, and Pei Yihuan said in a low voice: "Next time, we can use Ferdinand as an example."

"But Ferdinand is a living example." Mo Wan shrugged his shoulders.

Pushing his body away a little, Mo Wan still didn't feel relieved: "You really don't want to go and see Fei'er?"

"No need..." He responded in a low voice.

"That's good...you hurry up and take a bath...don't press me like this...you are too heavy..."

Supporting himself with two arms, Pei Yihuan walked towards the bathroom. Before stepping into the bathroom, he said with a little evil: "Crush you to death..."

Mo Wan glared at him angrily.

the other side.

Back in the room, Zuo Lan put Zuo Fei'er on the ground: "Go take a bath by yourself."

"No... Fei'er wants Mommy to take a bath... wants Mommy to take a bath!" Zuo Fei'er cried and refused.

"Go by yourself!" Zuo Lan emphasized her voice, her heart was full of irritability at the moment, and she was not in the mood to do anything at all.

Her body was trembling with fright, and Zuo Fei'er's tears flowed out immediately, and she began to cry sobbingly.

"Don't cry." Zuo Lan's eyes fell on her: "When your daddy said you were not well-bred, why didn't he see you crying, why are you crying now?"

Hearing this, Zuo Fei'er cried more and more, her body twitched, very pitiful.

After a long breath of relief, Zuo Lan also realized that she was in a bad mood, and after suppressing it, she said softly: "Mummy is a little tired, Fei'er can go take a bath by herself, okay?"

Nodding, Zuo Fei'er walked towards the bathroom while wiping away tears.

Sitting down on the sofa, Zuo Lan lit a cigarette in an extremely irritable mood, and the smoke wafted in the room.

Pei Yihuan's actions and expressions just now were replayed over and over again in her mind, and her heart was filled with jealousy.

Mo Wan... Mo Wan... It would be great if she wouldn't come...

It was indeed her...she took everything away from her...everything that belonged to her...

At this moment, the resentment towards Mo Wan in her heart has almost reached its peak!

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door, Zuo Lanyou suddenly pulled back his thoughts and quickly threw the cigarette in his hand into the trash can.

Wearing pink pajamas, Zuo Fei'er snuggled into Zuo Lan's arms, rubbing her eyes with her small hands.

"Who taught you to be a vixen?" Zuo Lan asked while stroking her hair.

Zuo Fei'er was still shouting: "I saw it on TV...the TV said that the woman who robbed my father is a vixen... who hates my aunt is a vixen!"

Zuo Lan raised her eyebrows slightly: "Do you still like Daddy?"

"I don't like Mommy, I only like a little bit now." Zuo Fei'er sniffed, "Daddy left Fei'er alone in the shopping mall, he doesn't like Fei'er, he likes fox spirits, so Fei'er shouldn't like Daddy either! "

"Okay, let's go to sleep." Zuo Lan put her on the bed, hugged her and slowly fell asleep.

Time is slowly passing by, and the night is getting darker and darker. The moon in the night sky is round and bright, but it is so cold.

After a long time, a mobile phone rang through the silent night...

Pei Yihuan raised his eyebrows slightly, hugging Mo Wan's body with one arm, and took the phone with the other hand.

After connecting, Pei Yifeng's extremely urgent voice came over: "Second brother, it's not good, third brother fainted!"

Immediately, Pei Yihuan sat up from the bed, his voice was low and hoarse: "What's going on?"

"We were filming, we were filming, and the third brother suddenly fainted without knowing what happened!"

"Where are you now?" While speaking, Pei Yihuan got out of bed and put on a shirt and suit pants.

Pei Yifeng took a breath: "Outside the operating room."

Hearing this, Pei Yihuan directly hung up the phone, and Mo Wan who was sleeping soundly on the bed moved his eyes slightly, and then woke up, looking at him in surprise: "What's wrong?"

"Yijing has fainted and is in the hospital now. I'm going to the hospital now." He lowered his head and buttoned his shirt, facing Mo Wan with his handsome profile.

In an instant, Mo Wan also came to his senses: "I'll go with you."

"Erxuan and Haotian are sleeping, you stay with them in Pei's house." Pei Yihuan said in a low voice, "I will call you if there is anything..."

Nodding, Mo Wan looked at him: "Call me whenever you need something."

"Hmm..." With a soft reply, Pei Yihuan leaned over and pecked kisses on Mo Wan's red lips, and then quickly walked out of the room.

"Be careful on the road..." Mo Wan urged worriedly.

When Pei Yihuan arrived outside the emergency room, Pei Yijing hadn't come out yet, while Pei Yifeng was sitting on a chair, silently looking at the emergency room.

Hearing footsteps, Pei Yifeng raised his head and shouted, "Second brother!"

Junting's brows were still tightly frowned, Pei Yihuan asked: "How's the situation?"

"I don't know. The doctor hasn't come out yet. We are filming. The third brother was fine before, but suddenly fell to the ground for no reason."

Pei Yifeng clasped his hands together, also looking bewildered.

At this moment, the door of the emergency room opened, and the doctor came out, taking off his mask, and shouting, "President Pei."

Nodding indifferently, Pei Yihuan stared at the doctor: "How is the situation?"

The doctor said: "President Pei, please follow me to the office."

"Take care of your third brother..." After the words fell, Pei Yihuan left with the doctor.

When he arrived at the office, the doctor first brought a cup of tea and handed it to Pei Yihuan, with a serious expression on his face: "The situation of the third young master is not optimistic."

(end of this chapter)