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Chapter 2021

Hearing the strange problem of Yan Qingyan, the wine touched his mouth and said hard: "Of course not, my dream is Gao Fushuai, and I will like you there." She just said casually, and did not go to her heart.

, Where to know that speakers have no intention of listeners, those who have no intention.

Yan Qingyan looked at the wine blankly. If he was not Ye Zihan, the wine would leave him.

No, Yan Qingyan is even more firm to hide this secret. Since Ye Zihan, who has been doing so long, let him have always been Ye Zihan!

Song Wanting, why are you not Ye Zihan?

"Why are your faces so bad? Isn't it too happy yesterday to sleep well?" Jiujiu looked up and saw Yan Qingyan's face very bad, and asked with concern.

"Don't worry, let's go." Yan Qingyan walked away with his hands with wine. His hand grasped the wine tightly, fearing that she would disappear.

After watching Yan Qingyan and wine, she smiled and asked: "It is still used for wine pipes. As soon as he goes out, he can bring Xiaohan. Is it okay?" She said that Yan Qingyan's face was not good.

"Mom, it's okay." For the first time, Yan Qingyan felt ashamed to the woman opposite. He always occupied the position of her son and enjoyed the warmth she gave.

Ye Qianmo kept sitting beside Xia Youxin. When Yan Qingyan left, he carefully noticed that Yan Qingyan returned from Yu Guang to see what happened. Xiaohan had a heart.

Someone Yan Qingyan saw him. He looked like a thief. No one?

Ye Qianmo has already retracted his eyes. It seems that he has to check what happened to Xiaohan today.

Yan Qingyan pulled the wine and continued to continue.

Holding those familiar hands, his heart was soothed at once, and the panic in his heart disappeared. I can hold your hand. I don't care to be a bad guy and a thief. He doesn't care what she likes.

Handsome, as long as she is by his side, he can feel that wine is not a material girl, she is so simple and kind.

Ye Haoran was very happy to sit below.

He felt pain in heart, and people with heart disease should not be sad and happy. Ye Haoran has always controlled himself, but Ye Zihan can be engaged to engage in him happier.

"Ye Bobo." Hai Zhixuan yelled.

Hai Zhixuan almost roared out. He was sitting behind Ye Hao, and the venue began to start Ye Haoran. He would find that it was because Ye Haoran leaned on him softly.

The cry immediately attracted the attention of other guests.

Ye Qianmo patted Xia Youxin's hand, let go of her, and took out the phone.

"Dahui, immediately let them come in Yejia Villa." Ye Qianmo calmly comforted. He hadn't started a banquet today. He had invited the doctor to the Yejia Villa guest room. Ye Haoran couldn't be happy and sad.

If you want to watch Yan Qingyan engagement, Ye Qianmo sword goes forward. If he wants to satisfy their wishes, he can only do this.

"Dad." Yan Qingyan pulled the wine and ran over.

Fu Fengyi was frightened by Ye Haoran's look, and she couldn't believe it.

At this time, several doctors in white coat pushed in the door and moved Ye Haoran to the emergency bed in Fu Fengyi's eyes.

The venue was silent, and they did not expect that it would be such a scene.

A happy event, a change.

Hai Zhixuan looked at those doctors and leaving Ye Haoran in a well -trained manner. He squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Qianmo. It seemed that Ye Qianmo was not too surprised.

Fu Fengyi looked at Ye Haoran before returning to God. She walked to Ye Qianmo and grabbed him tightly and said, "Qian Mo." The other words could no longer keep up with the other words.

"Mom, you can rest assured, he is okay." Ye Qianmo comforted Fu Fengyi. He looked at Hai Zhixuan, and the brothers gave it to you here.
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