Chapter 1317: Fang Yaqing is back (1)

Lin Moan looked at her pale cheeks and said nothing more. The sill in Shen Youran's heart asked her to step over.
He can be her safe haven here, but it can't cure the pain in her heart.
He lifted Lin Xia's feet on his legs, and the water stains wet his pants, but he didn't feel any disgust, but instead wiped the water off her feet little by little.
Shen Youran eased her emotions and said, "I will bathe her."
Lin Moan knew that there were things in her heart too. At this moment, her mind was undecided, and she didn't want to cause trouble to her: "No, you go to rest."
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Black Maybach stopped outside Hanfu Yayuan, looking at the faraway car, his heart was astringent like bitter water.
He leaned over and took the smoke from the storage platform. Only the last two were left. He pulled out a lighter, and the smoke diffused from his thin lips and his nose.
After a while, the phone rang, he didn't see who called it, and after he took it out, he opened it directly.
Zino's weak voice came: "Dad, are you still in the hospital tonight?"
His hand holding the cigarette rested on the lowered car window, and the cigarette was lit brightly by the cold wind: "Maybe it will be late."
"Oh." Zino said very sensibly. "Dad, if you are too busy, you won't use it. The second uncle is here to accompany me. You go home and rest early."
Xiao Nuo Nuo's voice was not as vibrant as before. Ji Jinchuan suddenly felt a pain in his apex, his eyes were sore and awkward, and his voice was hoarse: "Let Uncle tell you a story and sleep well after listening."
"Well, okay."
Cut off the phone, he threw the phone on the shelf, and the smoke caught between the fingers was burned by the wind for more than half. He sucked in two mouths, then twisted the cigarette and clicked again, thinking while smoking. The eyes are dark and cool.
After the cigarette was smoked, he raised his arm and glanced at his watch. It was already eleven at night, and this time Paris was at four in the afternoon.
He took the phone and flipped to the phone that had never been dialed. After the call was connected, a slightly surprised and warm voice from the woman rang: "Jinchuan?"
The window was still lowered, and cold wind burst into it, blowing away the smoke inside.
His dull voice was mixed with coolness, with a hint of fatigue: "I need you to do a favor..."
Ji Jinchuan pushed open the door of the ward. Jinuo was asleep. Ji Shaoheng was sitting beside the hospital bed, tucking him in the quilt.
Ji Shaoheng glanced back and saw that he said: "Don't you stop you?"
"I'd rather stay in the hospital."
Although there were servants in that house, he still felt too deserted and might as well stay in the hospital so that he could guard Nono.
"You don't have to worry about the hospital, I will take care of Nono." Ji Shaoheng looked at the tired face on his face, he said hesitantly, "I have something to tell you."
Ji Jinchuan sat down on the sofa, leaned tiredly on the back chair, raised his hand and pressed his brow: "What's the matter?"
"I asked Yan Hao to find Fang Yaqing's whereabouts. If her child was still there, she might be able to save Connaught."
He originally planned to find Fang Yaqing to determine whether she had given birth to the child before telling everyone, so as not to be happy.
After hearing this, Ji Jinchuan's expression remained unchanged. He pressed his eyebrows and lifted a small piece of his sleeve, exposing a delicate and expensive watch and a sturdy arm.
"No need to look for it, she will return to China in the recent period."