Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Xueli Bai looked at it, her eyes were a little watery, and she felt like crying.

After a long time, he dialed the phone, and Bai Xueli answered.

Ye Mulin's voice was hoarse: "Have you thought about it?"

There was silence here, and for a while she suddenly said: "Then you stew Xiao Xiaobai, as long as you are willing."

He was a little surprised, and then smiled, his voice low and dumb through the phone as if he was holding her ear.

He said: "Shirley, you just relied on me to bear it, didn't you?"

She bit her lip, feeling like she was being teased, and then hung up the phone with a snap.

Ye Mulin looked at the phone and smiled, put down the phone’s slender fingers and gently teased Xiao Bai. Xiao Bai was originally shrinking his head, but now he felt the warmth of his fingers, so he quietly stretched out his head. Out.

Ye Mulin's voice is deep and elegant: "I can't bear it."

Then he laughed again.

With his knees, he could figure out where Bai Xueli had gone. There was no other place except Bai's house. It was easy to catch her, but he heard that Mulin and Wen Yuan were...not so good.

So that night, he went to the hospital.

Mu Bai was still there, and his expression was a bit complicated when Ye Mulin came over. Ye Mulin cared about Xiangnan’s condition. Wen Yuan said that he would be discharged in two days. In fact, Ye Mulin knew that he could stay for a few more days. But Wen Yuan avoided Mu Bai.

When he arrived, Ye Mubai naturally had no reason to stay any longer, but when he left, he still smoked a few cigarettes with Ye Mulin.

In the gloomy hallway of the hospital, it was very quiet, and a little sound seemed so abrupt from far and near.

Ye Mubai's handsome face was a little unpredictable in the blazing cigarette butts. It took him a long time to ask his elder brother: "Don't you love Wenyuan?"

Ye Mulin smiled and leaned against the wall: "Why do you ask this?"

"Bai Xueli, and the child she gave birth to you... Isn't she your ex-wife?" Ye Mubai stared at him.

Ye Mulin raised his head, smoked a cigarette faintly, and then smiled: "It seems that you have investigated the past in the past two days! Yes, I have always liked Bai Xueli. Is it wrong? I was separated from her. It is not voluntary. It is wrong for a successful man to save his ex-wife and be with his favorite woman? I don't think it is wrong."

Ye Mubai gritted his teeth: "Wen Yuan, what is she to you?"

Ye Mulin looked at her dear brother and smiled: "Wen Yuan is a very suitable woman to be a wife, more suitable than Shirley."

Ye Mubai sneered: "Bai Xueli is for love, and Wen Yuan is for decoration. Does that mean?"

Ye Mulin still smiled, "Probably that's what it means. Why are you uncomfortable with Mu Bai? Is it because of Shirley or Wen Yuan? In the past, you didn't make me or quarrel for Shirley.

Ye Mubai stared at his face for several seconds before saying coldly: "It has nothing to do with me, so please do it yourself."

He walked a few steps forward, and then turned around to look at Ye Mulin, "If Wen Yuan goes to the United States, I can take care of it, but don't forget that she is your wife."

Ye Mulin smiled faintly, and Ye Mu left without a dog.

Ye Mulin took another cigarette, went back to the ward and asked Xiangnan on his back: "Have you quarreled?"

Wen Yuan was making juice for Xiangnan, and he paused and whispered: "No, yes..."

She raised her head and looked at Ye Mulin. She was at ease when facing Ye Mulin, because he would not be as emotional as Ye Mubai. He took care of her like a brother.