Ye He held Nan Yan's hand excitedly, lowered his head, and burst into tears.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, a figure hidden in the corner quietly took photos of all this.
Inside the nanny's car.
Song Yihuan sat in her seat, looking at the photos that had been sent to her, and a coldness flashed through her eyes.
"I asked why Ah Jing suddenly distanced himself so much from me. It turned out to be because of this bitch!"
She smashed her phone to the ground angrily.
Song Fei on the side was so frightened that she didn't dare to say a word for a long time.
"Ye He...she must have said something. No wonder...No wonder Alina refused to help me, and even deliberately targeted me. It turns out it was all because of Ye He!"
Song Yihuan roared angrily, and Song Fei cautiously picked up everything on the ground.
"Then...what are we going to do now?"
"Ajing now doubts the relationship between the child and me. You, go out first. I want to talk about something."
Song Yihuan never let Song Fei know about such confidential matters.
The latter didn't dare to say anything, so he could only turn around and walk out.
Song Yihuan took out the spare phone and dialed a number.
The other end picked up the answer impatiently and scolded him: "Look at what you have done! I am about to be cornered by Lu Huaijing now!"
Lu Weiyan was also a little angry.
But Song Yihuan didn't say anything and allowed Lu Weiyan to vent.
It wasn't until everything was said that she said calmly: "Have you finished losing your temper? What problem can you solve by doing this?"
A series of questions left Lu Weiyan speechless.
He lit a cigarette distractedly and said coldly: "So, how did your affairs go?"
"I am also under suspicion now, Lu Weiyan, if you still want to get Lu's secrets, please help me resolve this matter first."
When Lu Weiyan heard this, he immediately smiled sarcastically: "You? If you were really capable, you wouldn't be just a 'fiancée' until now. Song Yihuan, I have helped you solve so many things, but you have never made any progress. Are you kidding me?" Yes or no?"
Song Yihuan said calmly: "Shijiu, have you seen it?"
Lu Weiyan fell silent for a moment.
Although he didn't get along with that child for long, he liked him very much.
After all, she is his biological child. Over the years, he has been hiding here and there. For the sake of his own safety and the person in his heart, he has never looked for another woman.
Even if it was just for fun, he never took a life again.
Thinking of this, he finally asked coldly: "So, what are you going to do?"
"As long as you help me, I will help you, and I will make sure that Lu Huaijing has no time to find you. Is it a deal?"
After some conversation, Song Yihuan finally hung up the phone.
A sinister look flashed in her eyes.
Ye He... Alina, she will never be defeated easily, we'll see!
…
In the villa.
After Nan Yan discussed the treatment plan with Ye He in the coffee shop, he went to the hospital to see Aunt Ye.
After not seeing her for so many years, she had been tortured into a handful of bones by cancer.
Nan Yan felt uncomfortable, so she hurried back home, ready to start studying Aunt Ye's treatment plan.
This busy time lasted three hours.
Although she was exhausted physically and mentally, she still didn't want to let go of any possible method.
Just as she was checking documents, the study door was opened, and a bowl of hot porridge was delivered to her table.
She thought she was the nanny, so she whispered: "I'm fine, Auntie, I'll go find you when I'm hungry. I'm still busy now -"
"Nanyan..."
The gentle voice is like the warm wind of spring.
Nan Yan's hand paused and she subconsciously raised her head, just in time to see Lin Jinchi's concerned eyes.
"Jin Chi...?"
Nan Yan stopped what she was doing and wanted to stand up, but the man held her shoulders down.
"I know you have something to be busy with, but no matter how busy you are, you must pay attention to your health. Your stomach is not good, so you must eat in time."
With that said, Lin Jinchi had already moved her computer away and placed the hot porridge in front of her.
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes felt a little sore.
"Thank you, Ah Jing, but... I have to hurry up and deal with this matter."
"What is it? Maybe I can help."
The man's voice is very soft, but it makes people feel warm both physically and mentally.
Nan Yan lowered her eyelashes and hesitated for a moment before telling Lin Jinchi everything about Ye He.
"...Aunt Ye was very kind to me back then. You know my relationship with Ye He. I can't watch them helpless, Jin Chi..."
Lin Jinchi nodded: "I understand. Don't worry, I will contact foreign pharmaceutical companies later. If you need anything, just tell me. As for the treatment, you can only come in person."
Nan Yan nodded and showed him a grateful smile.
Lin Jinchi raised his hand and stroked her hair, and then whispered: "Are you relieved now? Can you eat in peace?"
Nan Yan nodded.
I was so busy just now that I didn't feel anything. I smelled the fragrance of the porridge and finally couldn't help but eat it.
The warm porridge also warmed her stomach.
The man sat opposite and also turned on the computer next to him.
In this study, in addition to Nan Yanhui coming in to work, Lin Jinchi would also come in from time to time to deal with some problems, so there were two computers.
Nan Yan often jokes that this design is very similar to the office she used to work in the hospital.
"I didn't expect that I would have to sit in an office in the hospital, and I would have to sit in an office when I got home."
Nan Yan once teased with a smile.
But now, there was another person opposite, especially the profile of the man at work, which kept overlapping with the man in his mind. This picture made Nan Yan feel a little distracted.
She couldn't help but worry in her heart. Was his injury... healed?
Nanyan couldn't eat anymore.
I felt mixed emotions in my heart, feeling guilty, uncomfortable, and hating the thoughts that kept popping up in my head.
Such uneasy behavior finally attracted the attention of the person opposite.
Lin Jinchi took off his gold-rimmed glasses and pinched his eyebrows. There was a faint worry in his eyes. He looked at the woman with evasive eyes and said in a deep voice:
"Are you still worried about him?"
Nan Yan was startled. She seemed unable to hide any thoughts in front of Lin Jinchi.
She was too guilty to look at him, and remained silent for a long time before saying in a voice as quiet as a mosquito: "He knows my identity."
Lin Jinchi was also stunned. Thinking of some recent events, he laughed:
"Although I was mentally prepared for it, Huai Jing's efficiency really surprised me."
His smile was faint, but it didn't reach his eyes.
Because, in those pair of similar ink eyes, there is a trace of sadness that is not easy to detect.
So, now that Lu Huaijing already knows her identity, how long can he hold on?
Lin Jinchi was not sure either.
But what Nan Yan said next made him even more nervous.
She said: "He already knew about it before he blocked the knife for me."
