Chapter 863

Han Shaoming vaguely felt that he did not give Murong Jingmian enough security, so she had some resistance and tension about the marriage.

"It's not that you're not good enough." Murong Jingmian explains in a hurry, for fear of hitting Han Shaoming's enthusiasm.

Although her usual personality is a little tough, she bullies Han Shaoming on some things. But she is not a woman who has no bottom line. When it is time to be soft, she knows how to be considerate of men and give each other proper steps.

"It's my own fault." So she said that.

"Mianmian baby, you might as well tell me what you think." Han Shaoming's heart is very flustered. He is afraid that Murong Jingmian doesn't trust their feelings, so he doesn't intend to marry him.

In fact, whether it's getting married now or later, what Han Shaoming cares about is whether Murong Jingmian has the determination to spend a lifetime with himself.

If she wants to entrust herself to him, Han Shaoming is willing to wait a few more years to get married.

But if Murong Jingmian has never thought about setting up a family with him, it shows that her feelings for him are not so strong and profound.

"I just don't want to get married in the upsurge of my career, but I'm afraid you will think me selfish if I say it." Murong Jingmian is straightforward and doesn't intend to hide too much. Now that she has the determination to stay in the film and television industry, she can't easily give up her dream of pursuing acting for other things.

"Just because of this?" Han Shaoming was stunned.

"Of course, why else?" Murong Jingmian takes a look at him.

"In that case, it doesn't matter if we get married later. I respect all your decisions. But Mianmian baby, even if you are married, you can still work normally. I will never interfere with you. " Han Shaoming hastily expressed his position.

Murong Jingmian smiles happily, knowing that he will understand himself.

"I understand your tolerance and support for me, but I'm afraid my aunt will urge us to have children after we get married." Murong Jingmian knows what the elders think. When they don't get married, they urge you to have children when they get married. When you have your first child, they start to urge you to plan for a second child.

Thinking of such a life, Murong Jingmian feels a burst of depression.

Although she knows that Han Shaoming's mother comes from a well-known family, she should speak in a clear and orderly manner, and respect other people's work and ideals. She will not be so pedantic as to let her daughter-in-law stay at home to wash, cook and bring her children, but this does not hinder her inner worry.

"So it is." Han Shaoming nodded and understood the source of Murong Jingmian's anxiety. "Since you said that, we'll get married two years later. Anyway, we are still young, and there's nothing wrong with getting married later. "

"Air bag, can you really understand me?" Murong Jingmian is moved to smile.

"Of course, I'm a worm in your stomach." Han Shaoming smiles triumphantly.

Looking at his chubby and handsome signboard smile, Murong Jingmian's heart is trembling. This seemingly unruly boy is the man she loves.

……

On the third day after Qiao Yu moved back to Qiao's house, something happened at home.

"Xiaoyu, what's the matter with you? Why did you fall down? " When Qiao Zhikai came back from the garden of the mansion, he just saw Qiao Yu lying on the ground.

"I I don't know what happened to my mother. Just now she lost her temper and pushed me down the stairs on the second floor. I was going to get into the lift with my mother. As a result, she did push me down, but she didn't expect such a horrible and violent way. " Qiao Yu covered his ankle in pain. He couldn't even speak well.

"You mean your mother pushed you down on purpose? It's impossible! " Qiao Zhikai didn't believe it.

"I don't want to think about that scene any more. My mother's eyes are so cold, it's like a different person." Qiao Yu bared his teeth and grinned and looked extremely painful.

Qiao Zhikai didn't care about the reason behind the matter. He just asked housekeeper Li to come and help him get Qiao Yu to the hospital.

After the driver left, Qiao Zhikai went upstairs to find Bai Yirou.

"Yirou, why are you sitting on the ground?" As soon as Qiao Zhikai turned into the corridor, he saw Bai Yirou sitting at the door of the room.

"Zhikai! Just now It seems that I saw the shadow of Guan Ming army just now! " Bai Yirou grabs Qiao Zhikai's arm in panic and can't help shaking back and forth.

"Yirou, what nonsense are you talking about in the daytime? What about the Ming army? Even if he's still there, he should be in city a, not in the capital. " Qiao Zhikai was a little surprised. He didn't know why Bai Yirou suddenly mentioned that hateful man.

"Is it? Isn't Guan Mingjun here? " Bai Yirou, like a frightened bird, does not believe what Qiao Zhikai said.

"Of course, he doesn't exist at all." Qiao Zhikai originally wanted to ask if she had pushed Qiao Yu down the stairs, but seeing Bai Yirou's mental state was unstable, he put the matter on hold for the time being."Yirou, can I help you into the room first?" Qiao Zhikai couldn't help asking.

Bai Yirou looked at him tremblingly, then nodded slightly: "good."

When they return to the room, Qiao Zhikai pours a glass of water to Bai Yirou.

"Yirou, do you feel better now?"

"Well..." Although she promised so, she didn't look OK on her face.

Qiao Zhikai is a little worried. He has seen Bai Yirou's state before, but it was at least a week ago. He also thought that Bai Yirou's state had returned to a stable state, and he would not have nightmares for no reason.

"Yirou, you have a rest first. I'll call her." Qiao Zhikai thought that it was the best time to have his daughter's company at this time.

But Bai Yirou refused. She grabbed Qiao Zhikai's hand: "no way! Don't let the beauty come back! Guan Mingjun will harm her! "

"Yirou, calm down! There is no Guan Mingjun at all. Don't you believe me? " Qiao Zhikai said seriously.

Bai Yirou hesitated to look at him, hesitant to release the hand.

"Yirou, listen to me. I will protect you." Qiao Zhikai repeatedly comforted.

"Good." Bai Yirou nods reluctantly, but she still looks panicked.

Qiao Zhikai walked out of the room with a sad face and called Guan Jiaren.