As expected, Mr. Ye was very resolute in his work. When Ye Yan's injuries were basically stable, he immediately took him and Lan Qianyu back to the beach villa, and invited expert doctors to come to their homes every day to diagnose and treat them.

Except for Leng Ruobing and Qiao Qing, Mrs. Ye declined everyone's visit.

With so many things happening, Lan Qianyu's mood was very unstable. Fortunately, Qiao Qing was with her.

Leng Ruobing always spoke very little every time she came. She simply asked about Lan Qianyu's health and then personally cooked her nutritious soup.

Lan Qianyu doesn't reject her as much as before. Although he doesn't look at her and doesn't interact with her very much, he has tacitly allowed her to visit.

One day, when Leng Ruobing brought soup to Lan Qianyu, her phone kept vibrating. She took out her phone and looked at it, frowned, put the phone back, and said to Lan Qianyu: "Qianyu, come and have some soup.

"

"Is it Yuyao's call? Why didn't you answer it?" Lan Qianyu stared at the cell phone still vibrating in her pocket.

"What could be wrong with her? Don't worry about her." Leng Ruobing said calmly, "You have not had a good appetite recently. I will change it to a more ordinary sour radish and pig's feet soup. See if it suits your taste."

"She must hate me very much, right?" Lan Qianyu ignored her words and asked persistently, "I ruined the nice wedding, so she is probably going crazy now."

Leng Ruobing put down the bowl and sighed slightly: "Qianyu, you have chosen the path yourself, so don't think too much about it. In fact, if you think about it from another angle, Yuyao and Yeyan have no emotional basis in the first place. Even if they

Even if you really get married, you may not be happy. So you don’t need to blame yourself."

Lan Qianyu smiled faintly, picked up the bowl and started drinking the soup. She had to admit that she was really very similar to Leng Ruobing, even the thoughts were the same.

Leng Ruobing looked at her kindly. When Lan Qianyu finished drinking the soup, she quickly took the bowl and took out a tissue to wipe her lips.

"This tastes good." Lan Qianyu said casually, "It tastes better than those shark fin bird's nests."

"Haha, it seems that you like eating these simple things just like me." Leng Ruobing smiled softly, "When I was pregnant with you, I also liked to eat sour radish and pig's feet soup. Your father made it for me every day.

…”

At this point, she suddenly paused. Seeing Lan Qianyu's face turn gloomy, she quickly stood up and said, "It's time for me to go back. You have a good rest."

She turned around and left, and when she walked to the door, Lan Qianyu suddenly asked: "Have you ever loved dad?"

Leng Ruobing stopped and did not look back: "Of course I loved you. If I didn't love you, how could I have given birth to you?"

"Then why did you betray him? Why did you leave him?" Lan Qianyu had been holding this question in her heart for many years, and she finally asked it.

After being silent for a long time, Leng Ruobing turned back and looked at her deeply: "Qianyu, some things will change. Maybe in a few years, you will understand my original..."

"Okay." Lan Qianyu interrupted her, "You can go, I want to rest."

Leng Ruobing lowered his head and left silently.

"Ha!" Lan Qianyu sneered mockingly, saying in her heart, yes, no matter how deep the love is, it will change...

"Qianyu!" Qiao Qing walked in with a fruit plate, "What's wrong with Aunt Leng? I think something's wrong with her face. Are you arguing again?"

"No." Lan Qianyu said lightly.

"Eat some fruit." Qiao Qing sat on the edge of the bed, but hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong? Are you worried?" Lan Qianyu asked.
Chapter completed!