921: C921 He Was Happy

C921 He Was Happy

It had been a week since Fu Sihan returned to Imperial Capital.

The Imperial Capital was filled with cold spring breeze.

Wanwan carried Little Yan An and the others at the exit and saw a tall and straight man coming out from afar. He was wearing a grey girl's coat and his small suitcase was carried by the accompanying bodyguards. He had a gift bag in his left hand and his right hand was empty.

His noble aura was calm and steady, and he drew a lot of attention.

He was the most dazzling one among the densely packed people that came out.

"Yan Yan, Daddy is back!" Wanwan held Yan Yan with one hand and pointed at Fu Sihan's position while greeting him.

"Oh?" The milk baby stared at the little golden retriever and walked around, but did not see where her daddy was.

"Daddy is coming closer! Are you happy to see Daddy? ink-ink was still thinking about daddy before, wasn't it?"

When Fu Sihan got closer, little ink-an's eyes bulged. He said to Fu Sihan, "Ah!"

Fu Sihan's hearing was good. He heard Yan Wanwan's words, "Do you miss daddy?" and then looked at his son's reaction. He expressionlessly raised his eyebrows at Yan Wanwan. This is what you meant by miss daddy ?

Wanwan,... ""

This father-son relationship could not be saved.

Fu Sihan pinched his son's cheek and carried him over with one hand without any explanation. He rolled his eyes at Fu Guanan and said, "What about you? How old are you? Do you know manners?"

Wanwan was speechless. "He's only six months old."

Fu Sihan pretended not to hear her and got Fu Guanan to protest.

"Sir, Madam, the car is at exit B." The bodyguard reminded her at the right time.

Your family is so handsome, and Young Master is still a blonde. Don't you see that so many people are secretly looking at you? In a while, someone will recognize you!

It's not that they can't be recognized. After all, they are not celebrities. However, safety still needs to be considered. After all, it is a very important moment now and Su Yujie has yet to be found.

Wanwan was about to pick up Little Yan An when Fu Sihan leaned to the side and dodged. He raised his hand and handed the gift bag to Yan Wanwan. "Take this."

"What is this?" Wanwan asked as she took it.

"Get in the car and see." Fu Sihan's left hand, which had just been empty, held Yan Wanwan's hand again and held her hand as they walked towards the mouth of the b * tch.

Little Yan An tilted his head and looked at his mommy and daddy's hand. He did not see it and turned around to look at Fu Sihan's back.

He saw them!

Daddy was holding Mommy's hands!

"Ah! Oh! Ahwhoooo!"

Little Yan An began to wave his little fists, wanting to reach Yan Wanwan's hand.

He also wanted to hold his mommy's hand!

"What happened to Yan Yan?"

Wanwan was just about to go and see her son when Fu Sihan first said, "He's happy."

Fu Guanan, "???"

Do you think that if I don't understand and don't know how to speak, you can do whatever you want with me?!

Wanwan really believed Fu Sihan's words and said with a smile, "Right!? I said that inkstone misses daddy very much! Isn't that right, inkstone?"

Little ink-an:... " Ah!"

What the hell!

After getting into the car, Wanwan opened the gift bag that Fu Sihan handed over.

As soon as she opened it, she smelled the fragrance of food.

"Osmanthus!" Wanwan said in surprise. She grabbed a piece and put it into her mouth.

It was sweet but not greasy, delicate and fragrant. It was so delicious that Yan Wanwan instantly narrowed her eyes.

"Is it delicious?" Fu Sihan looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

"Delicious!"

Fu Sihan smiled and said, "Su Yanzhe said that you liked eating osmanthus cakes from this restaurant when you were young. When your grandma was alive, she went to the owner of this restaurant to learn from him, but she didn't learn the essence of it. You don't like to eat it."

Wanwan blinked her eyes. Really?

She was so insensible when she was young? The old man had specially learned to eat for her, yet he did not give her face and did not eat?

When Fu Sihan heard this, he was also very surprised. Su Yanzhe said that Yan Wanwan was not as sensible as she was now when she was young. When she was outside, she was well-behaved and obedient. In fact, she was actually a spoiled and proud little girl.

"Ah, oh, oh..."

When Little Yan An saw his mommy eating, he began to jump around in the baby chair. His two chubby little arms were enough for the osmanthus cake in Yan Wanwan's hands.

"I can't eat the inkstone yet. Only when the inkstone grows up can I eat it." The Osmanthus Noodles had already started to eat supplementary food, but they were all tasteless supplementary food that had been chopped into mincemeat. For food as heavy as the Osmanthus Noodles, the baby definitely could not eat them.

Wanwan saw that her son was very greedy. The eyes under the yellow hair stared straight at the osmanthus cake in Yan Wanwan's hands. It seemed that little saliva was about to flow down.

"Inkstone want to eat it?" Wanwan shook the osmanthus in her hand.

The yellow hair's eyes were like the Osmanthus Noodle Soup left and right.

Wanwan could not help but laugh out loud. She held the Osmanthus Noodle Soup in her hand and stretched it towards him.

"Then let's smell the inkstone!"

After smelling it, she took it back and ate it herself.

Fu Guanan did not react for a moment. His whole little person was stunned there. His eyes fell on Yan Wanwan's mouth. He saw that her small mouth was about to suffocate and she was about to cry.

"Hehe!" Fu Sihan laughed in a low voice. He was so happy that his chest was shaking along with his laughter.

His Wanwan also had such a way to avoid it.

"Is it that delicious?" Fu Sihan asked with a smile.

So delicious that he even made a fool of his son?

"Yes!" Wanwan nodded without hesitation.

"Let me try it."

Wanwan had just picked up a piece of osmanthus cake when the man suddenly leaned over and grabbed the back of her head with his big hand and kissed her.1

He swept away the remnants of the osmanthus cake on her lips and the corner of her mouth.

Wanwan,... ""

"It's not that big of a deal." He finished the car seriously and said in a serious manner, "It doesn't taste as good as yours."

- - -

Yaan Chenrui had entered the formal stage of chemotherapy. The current plan was to first have chemotherapy. He would wait until the bone marrow was fixed before adjusting his body and making preparations with both hands.

The result of the chemotherapy was surprisingly good. It was much better than what he had expected.

Wanwan was completely relieved. The long-term residence finally returned to First-class Garden from the five-star hotel beside the hospital.

Fu Sihan did not come forward to respond to Su Yujie's matter. In addition to Yaan Chenrui's Weibo post, the popularity of this matter gradually decreased.

Chiang Yan also followed Yan Wanwan's instructions and successfully bought a large amount of shares at a low price. He did a simple cleaning up of the major shareholders. Unfortunately, there were still a few old foxes who reacted quickly. They regretted selling the shares at the last moment.

That afternoon, Yan Wanwan finished an interview program and went to the interview room to see Misko standing outside crying.

Wanwan's heart skipped a beat and before she had time to ask what happened, Misko sobbed and said, "Late, Wanwan. Rui, Rui... The situation has worsened. Wuwuwuwuwu..."

...

When Yan Wanwan felt the hospital, Yaan Chenrui had already entered the operating theater.

The red light outside the operating theater lit up for the entire night.

The night at the end of winter and early spring was still cold. Outside the operating theater, it was quiet. She could only hear the footsteps of nurses making ward rounds from afar.

Wanwan stood outside the operating theater. No one dared to call her to rest. Even the usually strong Fu Sihan only took off his coat and draped it over Yan Wanwan at this time, holding her hand tightly.

Dawn broke.

The lights in the operating room finally went out.

The attending physician was the first to come out. He was full of fatigue from performing surgeries for a long time.

"Doctor, how's my brother?" Wanwan asked anxiously. She looked at the doctor as if she was waiting for a judgement.

The doctor's face did not look good. He asked solemnly, "The bone marrow you mentioned before, can you still find it? In the patient's current condition, if he continues to use chemotherapy, his survival rate will not be more than 20%."

Wanwan staggered a little and her face turned pale.

Fu Sihan and Su Yanzhe did not stop searching for Su Yujie during this period of time, but they found nothing. That woman seemed to have disappeared into thin air.

The person who took Su Yujie away did not contact Yan Wanwan and used Su Yujie's bone marrow as leverage to negotiate. They also did not let Su Yujie appear again. This kind of situation made people doubt. To a large extent, Su Yujie was already dead.

Yaan Chenrui once again transferred from an ordinary ward to the ICU. Compared to the last time he entered the ICU, the situation was even worse. His hair had mostly fallen off after long-term chemotherapy, and his body had become much thinner. His entire body was inserted with a catheter, and he was lying on the hospital bed without any signs of life.

Su Yujie was lying on the narrow and transparent glass outside the ICU. Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked inside.

Wanwan felt as if a knife was being twisted in her heart, but she could not help at all.

"It's coming, it's coming! The bone marrow is coming!" Suddenly, the attending physician's happy voice could be heard.

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