After Yi Changxiu left, Jing Qiuci suddenly wanted to see Yin Yihan.
In the afternoon, Yin Qianchen came with Niannian and Enen.
I just tossed and rescued, and I was in a coma. A week passed in a blink of an eye. It was the weekend again, and the two little guys didn’t have to go to school or kindergarten.
Yin Qianchen would send them here in person, let them stay with Jing Qiuci for an afternoon, and then the driver would come to pick them up home.
Yin Qianchen completed the task and threw the little ghosts into the ward intact, then turned around and left.
Niannian hugged her arm and made a shaking move: “Uncle San is still so cold”
“Is this cool? Uncle San is so powerful that he is almost the same as his father.” Eun-en chewed the red apple that Jing Qiuci just gave him.
“Isn’t cool a very outdated word? Brother, you’re so rustic.” Niannian pouted.
Jing Qiuci smiled and watched the two little guys talking back and forth, which was more interesting than watching crosstalk.
“Ye Niannian, you know where your father’s ward is?” Jing Qiuci looked at the two little guys and lowered his voice.
She can now start talking and recover well, and as long as she doesn’t yell, there will be no problem at all.
“By the way, I agreed today that I would take my mom to see my father.” Niannian clasped her hands together, clapped her hands, and said suddenly.
“Shut and whisper, let Uncle Ling hear it, and we will definitely not let us take our mother there.” Enen hurriedly made a ban on Niannian.
Niannian nodded repeatedly. “It’s okay. Even if Uncle Ling hears it now, he will let me go. Mommy is almost gone.” Jing Qiuci nodded. She didn’t have much injuries. She was just because of her throat. She could only eat some softer and liquid food for the time being, so she hasn’t been radiant yet, but she has improved a lot.