On the bus.

Yin Han carried Nan Sheng back to the passenger seat and then fastened her seatbelt.

Seeing her gazing at him so obediently, he couldn't resist lowering his head and giving her a quick kiss on her pouty lips before parting.

"Don't worry, I'm not sad."

Yin Han gently patted her head with a smile. How could Yin Han not understand her thoughts?

"I know you won't be sad, I just feel sorry for you." Even without feelings, even if you're indifferent, you won't be happy in this situation.

Besides, Jiang Xiangqing went too far.

She believed that Yin Han had already understood everything that had just happened at the hospital, even if the couple hadn't explicitly said it.

“Then you can show me your love in other ways, my dear. As long as you love me more, I will feel better right away.”

Yin Han stared intently at Nan Sheng with his dark eyes and spoke in his deep, mellow voice.

His aura surrounded Nan Sheng. Looking at his perfect face, Nan Sheng was completely captivated, even though she usually couldn't bear to refuse Yin Han's requests, let alone the Yin Han she considered vulnerable now.

Nan Sheng hooked her arms around his neck, lowered her head, and mimicked the way he had kissed her earlier, giving him a quick kiss before cheerfully saying, "Okay, Han baby, you can enjoy my initiative, okay?"

"Sweetie, is there a time limit?"

Nan Sheng shook her head again without any restraint. Yin Han smiled knowingly, walked around to the other side of the car, got in, and the two left the hospital.

At the hospital.

Jiang Xiangqing sat in the ward, looking somewhat dazed, staring at Chen Minghan who had just fallen asleep, seemingly lost in thought.

"Xiang Qing, is this your good son?!"

Chen Jiajie's tone was not gentle; in fact, it was somewhat angry.

Hearing Chen Jiajie's voice, Jiang Xiangqing snapped back to reality and turned to say, "Don't talk to me like that. What do you mean by 'my good son'? I regretted it so much back then. Why didn't I sell this bastard? I was too soft-hearted and sent him to an orphanage."

When Jiang Xiangqing thought of Yin Han's arrogant face just now, she regretted giving birth to a child and not even planning to acknowledge her own mother.

She hadn't even mentioned that matter, yet he had already distanced himself from her completely, including when Hanhan called him "brother" just now, he didn't even react.

If it weren't for Hanhan, she would never want to see him again, much less admit that he was her mother.

"Why didn't you mention that you've had children before?!" Now that he's calmed down, Chen Jiajie feels he's been taken advantage of.

"What's the point of pursuing this now? The main thing now is to get him to be willing to save our Hanhan."

Jiang Xiangqing spoke in a calm tone, seemingly unconcerned about Chen Jiajie's opinion of her.

Chen Jiajie looked at the gentle and graceful face in front of him. Her eyes revealed a kind of elegance. There were already some crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but it did not diminish her charm at all. Her black hair was like a waterfall, naturally falling over her shoulders, which made her skin look even more like porcelain.

His heart softened instantly. He really liked Jiang Xiangqing. Otherwise, why would he have married a divorced woman when he was successful and single?

"Okay, honey, what do we do now? I think they already know what we're after, so there's no need for us to hide anymore. I noticed they looked at Hanhan with a bit of tenderness just now. We can let Hanhan work on her own and build relationships. You shouldn't go looking for Nansheng anymore; she's someone we can't afford to mess with in any way."

Chen Jiajie patiently explained the situation to Jiang Xiangqing.

After he finished speaking, he didn't get a reply from her. After a while, he heard her firm voice: "I already know. I will find some time to go see Yin Han again as soon as possible."

For Hanhan, she was willing to give everything, even her own life.

On the other side, the two who had just left the hospital stopped on a secluded roadside.

Just now, as Yin Han was driving, Nan Sheng looked at Yin Han's cold profile and asked softly again, "Han Baobao, are you really alright...?"

Yin Han gripped the steering wheel tightly, a dull ache shooting through his heart. Even a mother and son with no feelings for each other couldn't escape the bond of blood. In his so-called biological mother's heart, he would always be the one who was abandoned.

"Hmm," Yin Han said softly.

He could hide his emotions in front of anyone, but he couldn't in front of Nan Sheng.

That single, brief "hmm" made Nan Sheng's heart ache even more. She dared not imagine how much pain this man must have endured if she hadn't been reborn, with no one ever protecting him.

Nan Sheng bit her lip, her eyes filled with heartache and Yin Han's image. She really wanted him to forget all his troubles.

He then unbuckled his seatbelt.

Yin Han noticed and frowned slightly: "Goodness, you can't unbuckle your seatbelt, it's dangerous. Let's put it back on..."

Before he could finish speaking, the person who had just been in the passenger seat was already trying to climb over, half of their body already trying to crawl under his arm.

Yin Han activated the autopilot without hesitation.

Nan Sheng boldly climbed from the passenger seat into Yin Han's arms.

Perhaps it was the difference in height and build between the two that made it so that even though Nan Sheng was sitting in Yin Han's arms, he didn't feel any weight, and it didn't obstruct his view.

Nan Sheng straddled Yin Han's lap, facing him, hooked her arms around his neck, rested her head on his chest, and sighed softly: "Han baby, all I want now is for you to have me all over your mind, in your heart, in your eyes, in your head. That way you'll always be happy."

Nan Sheng's soft voice lingered in Yin Han's ears, making Yin Han feel as if something had struck his heart hard.

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