Looking at her mother, Lan Yanxi seems to be in a better mental state than ever before, and even her eyes are clearer. Is this the charm of love?

It can rekindle hope and expectation for life for a person who has given up.

"Mom, I can still eat something now, don't worry about me, how are you doing now?"

Lan Yanxi looked at the kitchen with mixed feelings in her heart. In fact, she didn't ask much. As long as her mother lived happily, she would feel at ease.

"I'm living a better life now than ever. Your Uncle Li is very caring. We can go out for a walk after eating. He goes to school, and after class, we buy vegetables and cook together, and live at home. Yanxi, after living most of my life, I realized one thing. To find a man, I really have to find someone who can live a solid life. I don't want him to have much achievement, as long as he can spare time to accompany me, that's better than anything else."

When Mother Lan said these words, there were tears in her eyes, perhaps because she had experienced a lot and suddenly realized the true meaning of life.

Lan Yanxi very much agrees with what her mother said. Love is beautiful and intense at first, but marriage needs precipitation. It is more about the family's shortcomings, firewood, rice, oil and salt. Those vigorous loves will eventually be reflected in every detail of life. Maybe it won't make people's hearts surge anymore, but it must be reassuring.

"Mom, as long as you feel satisfied with your current life, I'm happy for you. Maybe Uncle Li is your lover, and you found him."

The tears in Lan Yanxi's eyes were swirling, and finally, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers.

"Yanxi, don't worry, even if my mother has a new family, you are still my most beloved daughter, and my mother's heart for you will not change."

Mother Lan was worried that her daughter would be fragile and would think about things, so she reached out and held her hand to comfort her.

"Mom, of course I know that you have changed your mind about me, and I am not a child anymore. I cry because I am happy for you."

Lan Yanxi smiled through tears.

"Is Ling Mofeng nice to you?

When will mom meet him? I can only see him on TV every day. However, I think this son-in-law is really good. Mom can't believe that you will marry him. "

Mother Lan couldn't help but be happy.

"Mom, in your eyes, am I really bad?"

Lan Yanxi laughed at herself.

"Of course not. You are my mother's pride. Of course you are also excellent. However, some people can show that they are unattainable. Ling Mofeng has already become Mr. President at a young age. He will become famous in the future. I hope his heart for you will not shift."

Mother Lan is someone who has experienced it. She knows how difficult it is to grasp a man's heart. Many couples have a good relationship in the early stage, but they still part ways later. Mother Lan is afraid that her daughter will become like this, so she is worried.

Lan Yanxi froze for a moment, then she sighed: "I don't know how to catch him, I just have to be myself, love is like gambling, winning or losing is hard to decide, and it's not up to others."

Lan Yanxi left after lunch at her mother's house. At the table, she also looked at Li Qinghai seriously. She felt that her vision of seeing people was quite accurate. This man did not speak artificially, was honest and modest, and looked at his mother without any sense of hypocrisy. She felt that her mother had really found true love this time.

Ling Mofeng called Lan Yanxi at noon, because he knew from the guard that Lan Yanxi had gone out, and he was very worried, so he asked her whereabouts.

Lan Yanxi was sitting in the car, and suddenly saw the driver's elder brother answering a call. Lan Yanxi was stunned when he heard the word hospital.

After the driver's elder brother hung up the phone, he immediately said, "Miss Lan, there was an instruction from above just now, let me take you to the First General Hospital now, sir will go there to check you up."

Lan Yanxi smiled and nodded: "Okay, please."

I really didn't expect that Ling Mofeng would take the time to accompany her for an examination. This kind of thoughtfulness made her happy.

Arriving at the hospital, Lan Yanxi got out of the car, and saw a row of black cars parked next to it, which was Ling Mofeng's convoy. Seeing her getting off the car, the man got out of his car. It seemed that he had just been working in the car. When he got out of the car, he gracefully put the pen in his suit into the inner pocket of his suit, and then walked towards her, his handsome eyes were full of smiles.

There were many people coming and going, and they were very surprised to see Mr. President here.

Ling Mofeng came over, took her hand, and couldn't help frowning: "Why are your hands so cold?" JrNovels.com