"You don't even have the strength to knock me down..."

He looked at Jian Qiqi's wrist, which was reflected by the jade bracelet he had put on, and said, "Qiqi, get well soon. No matter what you do after you get better, I will be with you."

.”

Jian Qiqi looked at him desperately, "Why don't you understand? The two of us are not suitable."

"A martyr girl is afraid of pestering a man. I will pester you to the end of the world." Seeing that she didn't resist anymore, Song Yan let go of her hand with satisfaction, "Wear it well, you are my wife. Even if the king of hell comes, I will kill you."

Don’t be afraid! So, Qiqi, don’t be afraid.”

Jian Qiqi burst into tears. She had never been a girl who loved to cry, but now...she really wanted to cry.

How could she possibly be worthy of him?

"I'm going to stay with you tonight while my wife and young master go back to rest, you know? Don't even think about pushing me away." Song Yan gently kissed the back of her hand and walked out of the ward.

After a while, Ruan Su and Bo Xingzhi came in to say goodbye to Jian Qiqi, and Mrs. Song and Song Yichang also came in.

When Mrs. Song saw Jian Qiqi's haggard and weak look, the tears that she had just stopped fell again.

"My child! How are you now? Are you feeling better?"

"Wife, you are an elder now, you can't cry anymore, you know?" Song Yichang quickly comforted her, "Didn't Xiao Su say that? This is not a big problem. You can still get pregnant, but the chance is lower."

"I can't help it. I feel bad for Qiqi too." Mrs. Song sniffed and took out a bank card. "Your uncle and I were in a hurry to catch the plane. We got off the plane and spent the whole night
Chapter completed!