He Yining and Li Yunze looked at each other without saying too much, she already understood what he meant.

"Is the situation very unoptimistic?" He Yining asked while swallowing secretly because of his nervousness...

Li Yunze shook his head gently, "I don't know..." After pausing, he said in a more serious voice, "Jian Mo had not had such a situation before. I wonder if it was because the i1ence was an improved version or that Tzuyu had injected too much?"

He Yining said with a worried voice: "It would be great if there was the original medicine of i1ence, it would be a pity..."

Li Yunze did not answer the conversation.

For those of you who have been working on patented medicines all day long, you know that these things are owned by private ownership and cannot get other people's research just because of saving people.

Now Shi Shaoqin has given the greatest help, and they cannot make more effort.

The most important thing is that if there is any problem with Ziyu's health and child, according to Shi Shaoqin's rescue of Ziyu and Xiao Qiuyue, he will not ignore it...

But what they are worried about now is not Ziyu and the child in their stomachs, but if Ziyu thinks about the past, will the joy that he finally got these days become a bubble?

After all, He Yining is a person who has experienced the same thing. The feeling of being tangible guilt and inexcusable, and being deeply pulled into a dead end by his own love is really bad.

The situation between He Yining and Ye Ziyu is different from that of Jian Mo.

Men and women are originally of different natures when dealing with these things... Moreover, the affairs of Jian Mo's father were deliberately guided by Gu Mohuai, not Gu Beichen's mother.

...

"Tomorrow, I will come to pick Moran up first, and then go to the Ling family to pick you and Xiao Qiuyue..." Song Lanlan raised her eyebrows and said with a domineering look on her face.

When she was in school, Song Lanlan was quite straightforward. Now, after being baptized by life abroad and her self-confidence have created her strong woman's aura.

"Okay, okay." Ye Ziyu nodded quickly, "If Xiao Qiuyue knew that there was a young lady playing with her, she would definitely be impatient!"

Song Lanlan laughed, "The cute little sister also said that she had no friends when she returned to China. Now she has a good time and has a companion."

"Oh, am I a melon-eating crowd watching two mothers chatting happily?" Zhou Moran sighed softly. Although he was joking, his calm personality was filled with a bit of envy.

"It's getting late, I'll send Ziyu back first..." Lin Xiangnan looked at the time, "I'll go back to the training camp later. You'll continue chatting tomorrow after you make an appointment."

"good!"

Zhou Moran and Song Lanlan both nodded, watching Lin Xiangnan and Ye Ziyu leave first, and they planned to sit for a while.

"I think Ziyu was feeling a little unstable at night." Zhou Moran said with a little solemn on her face.

Song Lanlan glanced at her. Unlike in school, now because she often analyzes data, her observation and insight are naturally improved a lot. "Lin Xiangnan should have also appeared."

"Absolute." Zhou Moran sighed deeply, "Tiyu has experienced so much, I really hope there will be no more hindering them."

...

Lin Xiangnan sent Ye Ziyu back to Ling's house. He didn't plan to go in, but after thinking about it, he still wanted to go in and see his daughter.

Lin Xing was already asleep. Lin Xiangnan pulled the small stool and sat by the bed. Seeing her sleeping soundly, the smile on the corner of her mouth became a little softer.

"The stars represent the hope and guidance in Mo Kong. Xiao Qiuyue, tell your father, if your mother remembers the past... will she lose happiness?" Lin Xiangnan asked softly.

No one can answer him, now, he can't even prepare anything?

If Tzuyu's past memories come back, he only hopes that all the pain will be borne by him, not Tzuyu.

Lin Xiangnan sighed quietly. When he thought that Ye Ziyu was having a happy chat at night, he felt uncomfortable or shivering, and his eyebrows were furrowed involuntarily.

"Stone, hug!"

Lin Xing's murmur came softly, interrupting Lin Xiangnan's thoughts.

He glanced at a stone-shaped doll that Lin Xing was holding while sleeping, raised his lips and smiled faintly. He possessed Lin Xing's forehead and kissed her, then put her quilt and left the room...

Just as Lin Xiangnan closed the door, a slight choking sound came from Lin Xing's mouth: "Brother, brother, don't want Xiao Qiuyue... Woo woo..."

...

Mo Palace.

Zhimo Chen sat on the steps at the door, looking at the sea where the sunset had just disappeared behind the sea level, and his little mouth was sagging.

In the past, Xiao Qiuyue would play on the beach at this time every day, or pick some sunflowers, sit next to him, and ask him to peel melon seeds for her.

Xiao Qiuyue is gone, and Mo Gong seems to be much quieter...

"tar, why have you got out of bed?" Xi Cheng came from a distance and saw Shimo Chen sitting there. He hurriedly ran forward like the sky fell.

"I'm just skin trauma, and there's nothing serious. Are you too nervous?" Shimo Chen glanced at Xicheng lightly, and his eyes flashed across the servant who sent the cut fruit.

"Young Master, do you want to make you another glass of juice?" the servant asked.

"Yes." Gramo Chen replied, "Put durian, lemon, bitter melon..." He thought for a while, "Put some more cucumbers, the taste will be fresher."

"Okay." The servant responded and turned to make juice.

Xicheng has become accustomed to the strange tastes that Graphite Chen occasionally doesn’t let go of... Although, when he thinks of that strange smell, he actually feels like he wants to vomit.

Sometimes he really doesn't understand why tar tastes so unique?

"Do you want a cup too?" Seeing Xicheng's expression a little "desireful", he called the servant, "Get Xicheng also!"

"Okay, young master!" the servant responded with a smile.

"No, no, no..." Xi Cheng was stunned at first, then suddenly reacted and waved his hand quickly, "Haha, I don't need it anymore... I have a Buddhist life recently and like to drink tea... Well, drink tea!"

"Young Master, do you have another cup?" the servant asked, holding back his smile and looking at Xicheng.

Graphite Chen looked at Xicheng with disgust, "No need."

"yes!"

Xi Cheng stroked his chest gently and breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that tar would be in a bad mood, so he insisted on him to drink... He couldn't even refuse.

Because of this little devil, if he gives you drink this time, you won’t drink it, what you wait for next time will be even worse.

Xi Cheng turned around and wanted to sit down next to Shimochen, but it was only halfway through the arrival of the person. A child's voice came coldly, "Aren't you going to have tea in Buddhist life?"

"..." Xi Cheng's mouth twitched, looking at Zhimo Chen, knowing that he wanted to be alone for a while, but he wanted to save face and didn't want to say, "Yes, I have something to do, go and make tea!"

Xi Cheng said, got up again, sighed secretly, and left...

"Young Master!" The servant delivered the prepared juice and handed it to Zhimochen.

Graphite Chen took the juice and said, "It's okay, go and do it!"

"yes!"

Graphite Chen waited for the servant to leave, sniffed the smell of the juice, and put it next to him without drinking it.

About ten minutes later, steady footsteps came from behind. Gramo Chen's ears moved gently, and when the light of his light passed by the juice beside him, Shi Shaoqin was already sitting down beside him...
Chapter completed!