Jiang Yuezhou's heartbeat significantly faster. How long has it been since he had approached Ye Beibei so close, and how long has it been since he had never seen her smile in front of him. He tried hard to restrain his thoughts of hugging her and kissing her.

By the time Xiao Moting fell asleep, it was almost midnight. The room suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere of the two adults looking at each other was ambiguous. The small lamp at the head of the bed shone on Jiang Yuezhou's face, and it was faintly unsightly. Only the two points in their eyes were bright, like two clusters of scorching flames, staring at Ye Beibei without turning for a moment, with a strong love.

Ye Beibei looked at Jiang Yuezhou standing in front of him with a smile on his face, feeling his mind was dull and his expression was involuntarily panicked. She just felt uncomfortable and felt weak all over. Finally, she raised her face and tilted her head to think that she should say something to Jiang Yuezhou at this time, but she was speechless and didn't know what to say. How calm he was, it contrasted with how cramped she was.

Jiang Yuezhou chuckled softly. Ye Beibei's expression added a bit of childishness to her agile face. She held each other's twisted fingers and showed familiar softness and shame. Ye Beibei was so familiar and fascinated by him, and he took a step forward without realizing it.

Ye Beibei was stunned, then quickly retreated two steps back. Jiang Yuezhou's eyes drooped slightly, and his long eyelashes covered the two flames in his eyes. His palms were clenched into fists, but she still resisted him. After a while, he said, "You can lead your two children in the hospital tonight, can you, do you want me to stay?"

"No need, I can." Ye Beibei finally raised her head and smiled at Jiang Yuezhou with relief. The ambiguous feelings that had just appeared with Jiang Yuezhou had disappeared. She knew in her heart that all the love and hatred were just her dusty memories, and all the past was gone and could not be traced back. Everything had changed in front of her.

Jiang Yuezhou looked at the two beds in the house and knew that it was indeed inconvenient for him to stay. He picked up his coat and put it on. He instructed Ye Beibei: "Then I will go back. Call me any time if you have anything. If the child has any problems, ring the bell immediately at night. If Xiao Moyan is not good, you can also ask the nurse to help me. Wait until I go to the doctor to say something." Only this sentence eliminated the ambiguity that had originally condensed in the air to the point of invisibility.

"Okay." Ye Beibei couldn't help but breathe gently. She was not a stern heart. She still had Jiang Yuezhou in her heart. However, after so much effort, disappointment, and resentment, the heartbreak and sadness made her unforgettable. When she married Xiao Li, her refusal at this moment was just a desperate attempt to completely cut off her expectations after being extremely disappointed.

Jiang Yuezhou walked out, and Ye Beibei followed him to see him off. When she saw Jiang Yuezhou going out, she suddenly said, "Thank you for what happened today."

Jiang Yuezhou, who had already opened the door, turned around again as Ye Beibei said. He looked at Ye Beibei for a while. When she said this, the tenacity in her eyes was almost the same as usual, but he felt that something had quietly changed qualitatively. "You don't have to be so polite to me. For me, this is a simple task." He said sincerely, and the tenderness on his face slowly rippled.

"No, I mean tonight...well...Mo Ting and Mo Yan are both very happy, I'm very grateful, goodbye."

Jiang Yuezhou looked at Ye Beibei's eyes and felt that she was no longer as stubborn and hard as before, excluding herself from her world. He could no longer feel the obvious restraint and unfamiliar politeness. He felt a warm heart, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and rub Ye Beibei's hair, "Little fool, go to bed!"

Perhaps because of the yellow lights in the corridor, Ye Beibei found a faint halo around Jiang Yuezhou, which made his rigorous and cold facial features a little soft and warm. Until Jiang Yuezhou's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, she was still standing at the door and unable to wake up.

The next day, Ye Beibei woke up from the sound of firecrackers in the early morning and the cry of Xiao Moyan. She coaxed Xiao Moyan and touched Xiao Moting's head. She felt that he didn't have a fever again. She couldn't help but feel happy, thinking that they could be discharged from the hospital today!

Just as he finished packing everything, he heard a knock on the door outside the door. Ye Beibei thought that it must be a doctor or nurse. When he opened the door, he found that it was Jiang Yuezhou wearing a casual white shirt, holding two bags of clothes in his hand. This way he looked very different from usual. He lacked the rigorousness of being well-dressed on weekdays, and had a little more vitality. He looked casual and handsome, and felt that he was several years younger.

"You...why are you here again?" Ye Beibei asked dullly.

Jiang Yuezhou ignored her stupid words and naturally reached out to take Xiao Moyan from her arms, and raised the child high with a smile, "Little baby, do you think of uncle?" Xiao Moyan's giggling saliva flowed down as an answer.

"Mo Ting, how do you feel today?" Jiang Yuezhou walked to Xiao Mo Yan with a giggling smile on his face and handed over the bag of clothes in his hand, "Look, uncle has bought new clothes for you and your brother, get up and change it!"

"Oh, you can wear new clothes!" Xiao Moting was happy because he didn't have to be hospitalized anymore. Seeing the new clothes showing childish energy, he cheered, "It's the New Year, it's the New Year!"

Ye Beibei stood at the door and bit her lip. She was really dizzy these days and forgot to buy a new set of clothes for Mo Ting.

The doctor came over to check Xiao Moting's condition after a while and said that he had nothing to do now and could be discharged from the hospital and go home for the New Year.

The city is filled with a strong sense of New Year. People come and go on the streets, the trees are full of colorful lanterns, and the sound of firecrackers sounds from unknown places from time to time. The New Year's smell is rich.

Ye Beibei sat in the back seat of Jiang Yuezhou's car with two newly-dressed children. She frowned and thought about what else to prepare at home. It was the Chinese New Year, and even if it didn't matter if she had 10,100,000, the child still had to celebrate the Chinese New Year.

She originally thought that Jiang Yuezhou would leave after sending them back, because he was the head of the ** family and was already preparing to socialize guests in the old house at this time of year. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuezhou followed them upstairs.
Chapter completed!