Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
And being able to… say romantic things to her.
“Your results are out.” The doctor walked over, carrying a blue file of medical records, his smile unchanging.
But the atmosphere suddenly tensed.
Jiao Chen’s eyes flashed and he glanced at the file, not asking anything.
He airily said, “I want to go back as soon as possible.”
He didn’t have the guts to ask about it.
The doctor frowned. “Jiao, there is a thirty percent, even fifty percent success rate.”
Jiao Chen smiled faintly. “Tomorrow. I’ll head back tomorrow.”
“Jiao.” The doctor continued, “Maybe you can try…”
Jiao Chen’s smile remained. “This time, bring Suo Fei to China for a holiday. Su Yue and I will be your tour guides.”
“Jiao…” The doctor wanted to say something more.
But Jiao Chen interrupted him. “She’s the bridesmaid at her brother’s wedding today. She looks beautiful. I’ll show you her photo.”
Then he whipped out his phone and showed her the photo that Su Yue sent him when she was in the makeup room.
He smiled and praised. “Su indeed looks cute and perfect.”
Then he looked at Jiao Chen and his smile faded. “You two are suited for each other. A perfect match.”
His tone had a trace of regret.
Jiao Chen just smiled.
The past four years made his life worth living.
…
Su Yue remained squatting on the floor. The pain intensified and she broke out in a sweat.
Xiaojiao became worried. “Mommy, what’s wrong?”
Su Yue gritted her teeth and gently shook her head with a smile. “It’s nothing. Mommy’s leg just hurts a little. You don’t have to worry.”
“Mommy, I’ll help you wipe your sweat.” Xiaojiao extended her chubby hand and helped her wipe her sweat.
It warmed her heart.
She hugged her tightly. “Our darling is so well-behaved.”
“I’ll bring you to the resting area.”
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded from the entrance.
Before Su Yue could react, the tall man was already by her side.
Su Yue was about to decline, but Ming Ansheng had already grabbed her elbow.
His actions were firm, as though he would not take ‘no’ for an answer.
He easily lifted her up, and she rested her weight on her uninjured foot.
She was barefooted on the soft carpet, so it wasn’t cold.
“Mommy, wait for me.”
Xiaojiao sprinted over.
Su Yue and Ming Ansheng turned their heads when they heard her.
Both of them couldn’t help but smile. Love and tenderness filled their smiles.
The little one was carrying Su Yue’s high heels, one in each hand. She cutely waddled over like a penguin.
They stopped in their tracks and their eyes followed her movement.
Finally, Xiaojiao was by their side.
Su Yue and Ming Ansheng retracted their gazes, and their gazes locked on each other.
Su Yue froze and Ming Ansheng’s smile faded.
Both of them were in close proximity.
She could almost feel his breath on her.
And he could smell her familiar fragrance.
“Don’t kiss Mommy.”
Xiaojiao warned from the left side.
She was glaring at Ming Ansheng.
Su Yue broke out of her reverie and shifted her gaze away, realizing that her heart was racing.
Ming Ansheng frowned at Xiaojiao, a flurry of emotions running through him.
Su Yue and Jiao Chen must kiss often. Maybe that was why the little lass thought that he wanted to kiss her when they were standing so close.
