Han Sanqian can die, even Han Nian can die, but she is absolutely unwilling to die.

The Su family still has endless glory and wealth waiting for her, how could she accept her fate?

"How is Dad?" Su Yingxia asked.

Jiang Lan, who was acting in front of Su Yingxia, sighed deliberately, and said: "There is no sign of waking up yet, but even if he doesn't wake up for the rest of his life, I will take care of him."

Su Yingxia also sighed, a good-looking person can only lie on the bed now, the world is too erratic.

At this time, Jiang Lan walked up to Su Yingxia and said, "Give the child to me, you go to rest for a while, I will take her upstairs to talk to your father, maybe it can awaken your father's consciousness. He has long wanted to Be a grandpa."

Su Yingxia smiled and gave Mo Yang a look.

Mo Yang reluctantly handed Han Nian to Jiang Lan, and said: "Be careful, don't freeze."

"Do you need to say more?" Jiang Lan said disdainfully.

After Jiang Lan carried Han Nian upstairs, Mo Yang left. He still had to deal with the gifts. After all, the number was huge, and these were the little princess's personal belongings, so he had to count them carefully.

After Jiang Lan went upstairs, she closed the door and threw Han Nian on the bed. The little guy seemed to feel that no one was holding him, and began to cry, but his voice was very low. After all, this was only a three-day-old child.

"Your father is a waste, and you are also a waste. I just put you down and started crying. Can't you sleep if no one hugs you? You really treat yourself like a princess." Jiang Lan said viciously, as her own grandmother. Jiang Lan has the demeanor of Nangong Qianqiu, without any love and care, as if Han Nian picked it up from the side of the road.

"Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry. If you cry again, I will strangle you to death." Jiang Lan was obviously impatient with the crying. He even threatened a child.

Su Guoyao's eyelashes fluttered more obviously when he was lying down.

Jiang Lan walked to the balcony and looked at Mo Yang's subordinates surrounding the villa. She was even more angry. In this situation, unless she could fly, there was no way for her to take Han Nian away.

For a woman like Jiang Lan who is extremely selfish, once her own interests are threatened, no matter what kind of family relationship it is, it is meaningless to her, in order to return to the Su family. She was able to cause a car accident, causing Su Guoyao to almost die, and naturally she could also attack Han Nian for her own rich life.

What's more, Jiang Lan didn't have the slightest affection for Han Sanqian. Han Sanqian's daughter was like an enemy to her. As for her grandma, Jiang Lan didn't regard Han Nian as her granddaughter at all.

Jiang Lan couldn't help shivering in the cold wind.

Be careful not to freeze.

Mo Yang's exhortation suddenly echoed in Jiang Lan's mind.

Now Su Yingxia is in the confinement period. She would not leave the villa at will. If Han Nian got sick with a cold, wouldn't she have a legitimate reason to take Han Nian away.

The moment this idea came into being, Jiang Lan returned to the room and looked at Han Nian who was crying on the bed with a dark smile.

"Little thing, in such a cold day, I will let you feel the cold wind. Only if you are sick, I can take you out of here." After speaking, Jiang Lan untied the quilt wrapped around Han Nian.

At this time, Su Guoyao's eyelashes trembled even more violently, and even his fingers moved slightly. Obviously, his consciousness was awake, and he even wanted to stop Jiang Lan from doing so, but unfortunately his current physical condition did not allow it.

Jiang Lan carried Han Nian to the balcony and placed him directly on the cold floor.

When she saw Han Nian crying, there was no pity in her eyes, and there was even a hearty smile.

"I really want your dad to see how pitiful you are." Jiang Lan said with a happy smile.

Han Nianxue's delicate white skin turned purple in a short while. Even his lips became dark red, he kept kicking his calves, and his little hands kept thumping.

The crying sound seemed to be begging Jiang Lan.

But Jiang Lan, who was unmoved, had nothing but a sneer on her face. No mercy. JrNovels.com