After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

outside the ward.

Sanfang pushed Fu Yanhe to the door of the ward, but the door was half closed from the outside, leaving only a gap.

When Fu Yanhe arrived, he just heard Ji Qi'an's voice coming from inside.

"I have something to tell you."

The three parties subconsciously wanted to push the door open, but Fu Yanhe raised his hand to stop it.

Sitting in a wheelchair, he looked in through the gap in the doorway, squinting his eyes expressionlessly, making it hard to see what he was thinking right now.

In the ward.

The ignorant Shen Yanhe put down the spoon in his hand and looked at Ji Qi'an seriously, expressing that he was listening.

Under her sight, Ji Qian'an's nervous heart was pounding. He clenched his hands into fists, looked at Shen Yanhe seriously, and said seriously and solemnly: "I..."

"I like you."

Shen Yanhe was stunned for a moment, and the spoon in her hand fell back into the insulated box with a snap, as if she had heard it wrong just now.

She never expected that Ji Qi'an would suddenly confess his love to her.

In her heart, she has always regarded Ji Qi'an as a friend.

She had a complicated expression, her red lips parted: "I..."

Afraid that she would reject him, Ji Qian'an hastily interrupted her: "Don't talk, just listen to me first."

"Actually, I had a crush on you when I was in high school. It's just that you were too busy at that time and never came to school. I couldn't find a chance to express my feelings to you."

"In the beginning, I wanted to wait for the college entrance examination to be over, and ask you out to confess my love seriously, but I didn't expect that you didn't come to take the college entrance examination, and you didn't reply to the messages I sent you. I thought I would never see you again for the rest of my life. it's your turn."

Ji Qi'an looked at Shen Yanhe tenderly, with a gentle smile on his face: "I just didn't expect that we would meet again, so this time, I don't want to miss you again."

He wanted to say these words to Shen Yanhe a long time ago, but he never found the opportunity.

After going to the bar last time, I haven't found a chance to see her again.

Now I can finally say it.

Shen Yanhe didn't interrupt Ji Qian'an's words the whole time, quietly, listened to him carefully before looking at him, and said solemnly: "Ji Qian'an, thank you for liking me."

There was a bit of apology on her delicate and soft white face: "But I'm also sorry, I don't like you, and I told you last time that I'm married."

Shen Yanhe doesn't like Ji Qi'an, she can't respond to his feelings, but she won't hang on to him, but reject him clearly.

If she knew that Ji Qian'an liked her and had a crush on her, then she wouldn't even touch this bowl of porridge today.

"I'm really sorry."

Even though Ji Qi'an had already been mentally prepared, when he heard her admit that he was married, his heart still trembled slightly, and the uncontrollable sadness swept his heart.

He smiled almost hastily: "There's nothing to be sorry about."

It's just that he was late.

Shen Yanhe looked at him apologetically, but said nothing.

Ji Qian'an opened and closed his lips, rationally telling him that he should politely let go and say goodbye now, as if nothing had happened, so that he can still be friends with Shen Yanhe.

Ke Ke told Ji Qi'an that he was not reconciled.

Ji Qi'an felt pain in his heart, clenched his hands into fists, looked at Shen Yanhe, with a smile uglier than crying, and finally asked her: "Your husband... is Fu Yanhe? Are you OK?"

"If he treats you badly... you and him..." Divorce, okay?

Ji Qi'an couldn't say the impulsive words later, and heard Shen Yanhe say: "It's him, my husband and I have a very good relationship, and he treats me very well."

Ji Qi'an's heart was filled with bitterness, but he kept a decent smile on his face: "That's good, whether you like me or not, I hope you will be happy."

"Yanhe, can we still be friends?"

Shen Yanhe smiled calmly: "Of course, we have always been friends."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, Sanfang pushed Fu Yanhe in, and the two people in the ward looked up.

The man sitting in the wheelchair was still wearing a well-tailored and well-fitting suit, with a dignified and elegant demeanor. He looked at Ji Qi'an faintly, with a sense of oppression that made people dare not look directly at him.

Ji Qi'an looked at Fu Yanhe very calmly, nodded slightly, and greeted him politely: "Master Fu."

Shen Yanhe grabbed the sheet on the bed in embarrassment: "Why did you come so early."

I don't know how long Fu Yanhe has been here, he probably didn't hear what Ji Qianan said just now, right?

"What?" Fu Yanhe raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Yanhe when he heard the words, with a bit of yin and yang: "It's just that I came by accident and disturbed the private meeting between Madam and Madam's "friends", right?"

Shen Yanhe: "..."

With this familiar tone of yin and yang, this guy should have heard what Ji Qian'an confessed to himself.

Hearing Fu Yanhe's tone, Ji Qi'an frowned, and just about to speak, Fu Yanhe suddenly looked at him, and said with a calm expression: "A few years ago, when I went to Ji's house to see you, you were still a young boy , In the blink of an eye, you have grown so big."

His tone was very light, but it made Ji Qi'an tense up involuntarily.

Fu Yanhe looked at him and smiled, and said meaningfully: "Now you should be more sensible than before, knowing what should be touched and what should not be touched, right?"

Ji Qian'an's pupils shrank slightly, and the hand placed by his side clenched into a fist.

He recognized that Fu Yanhe was warning him.

Warn him not to touch Shen Yanhe.

Otherwise, do it at your own risk.

"Okay, Yanhe and I still have something to discuss, Sanfang, send him out." Fu Yanhe ordered lightly.

Sanfang opened the door of the ward and made a gesture of invitation: "Master Ji, please."

Ji Qi'an got up stiffly, packed the incubator silently, and left the ward step by step.

After he left, Shen Yanhe, who had been silent all this time, rubbed his brows helplessly, and said, "What are you scaring him for? You have heard what I just said to him. There is nothing between me and him. , I just consider him a friend."

"Friend?" Fu Yanhe stared at Shen Yanhe with dark eyes, and sneered: "I can't see it."

Shen Yanhe was taken aback.

Fu Yanhe continued: "He looks more handsome than me, has a better figure than me, and is a healthy person, and he is the favorite young meat of your girls nowadays. Would you not be tempted to confess to such a handsome guy?"

The more Fu Yanhe said, the more unhappy he felt, angry and flustered, he looked at her coldly: "But Shen Yanhe, don't forget, you are my wife now."

"Although I don't like you, you can't cheat and cuckold me, do you understand?"

When he heard Ji Qi'an's confession to Shen Yanhe outside the door, Fu Yanhe felt betrayed in addition to being flustered.

That's why he couldn't help but come in and interrupt the relationship between Shen Yanhe and Ji Qi'an.

Shen Yanhe had a strange expression, looked at Fu Yanhe with a bit of indescribability, and waved to him.

Fu Yanhe had a cold face, seemingly unwilling, but urged the wheelchair to come to the hospital bed.

Before he could ask, Shen Yanhe raised his hand and touched his forehead, muttering: "It's strange, it doesn't have a fever, is it poisonous again? Otherwise, how can you talk nonsense?" gone?"

Fu Yanhe's face was full of black lines, he couldn't help but raised his hand to grab her wrist, and said in a low voice, "Shen Yanhe!"