Her heart was beating fast. Did Cheng Yiming also get into this sports car...

"Yanyan!" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded.

She quickly turned her eyes and saw Cheng Yiming walking slowly, holding a bottle of soy sauce in his hand.

Her heart ached, and she quickly stepped forward and hugged him.

He also hugged her and looked down at her: "What's wrong?"

She couldn't explain why, but she suddenly felt a sense of joy in regaining something.

"What took you so long?" she asked.

He lifted the bottle in his hand: "You can only buy organic soy sauce two kilometers away."

Yan Yan took the bottle in his hand and examined it carefully.

"Why," he raised a thick eyebrow: "You don't believe me?"

She shook her head and said seriously: "I want to write down this brand so that I won't make the wrong choice when buying soy sauce for you in the future."

She doesn't just care if he doesn't remember that she likes duck tongue, she also cares if she knows what he likes.

From now on, remember it little by little.

Cheng Yiming raised the corners of his lips, and something bright shone in his eyes.

He seemed to be slowly getting what he longed for most, and that was her caring.

The two of them returned home carrying soy sauce. As soon as they entered the house, they felt an unusual atmosphere.

Yan Yan was slightly stunned and saw her father sitting in the living room with a serious face.

Yan's mother waved her hands at her. Her father came back halfway and snatched Yan's mother's mobile phone so that she could not notify Yan Yan.

"Xiaoyan, why did you bring him here?" Dad Yan asked coldly.

Cheng Yiming wanted to speak, but was blocked by Yan Yan, "Dad, I want to be with him, and he gave up marrying Yu Sirui for me."

She came to face her father and not let him get scolded.

"I don't agree." Dad Yan said bluntly: "If you insist on being with him, don't come back to see me again."

Yan Yan was stunned.

"Her dad," Yan's mother also felt that he was too strict, "how could you say that..."

"That's what I said!" Dad Yan retorted even more angrily, "You actually let them be together behind my back. Do you take me seriously! Ahem..."

He coughed violently due to excitement.

"Dad..." Yan Yan called out worriedly.

"Don't call me dad," Yan's father raised his hand to stop him. "You should deal with the matter with him first."

"dad……"

"Uncle," Cheng Yiming stepped forward, "are there any parents who interfere with their children's feelings today?"

Father Yan turned his head and glanced at Cheng Yiming, suddenly grabbed the cup on the coffee table and threw it over.

"Dad!" Yan Yan exclaimed.

Immediately afterwards, the cup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Also falling with it was the blood on Cheng Yiming's forehead.

"Yiming!"

"Get out, get out!" Dad Yan roared angrily and grabbed another teacup.

Yan's mother quickly grabbed Yan's father and shouted: "Xiaoyan, let's go, let's go!"

Yan Yan pulled Cheng Yiming out of the living room.

"How are you?" Coming to the corridor, Yan Yan immediately checked Cheng Yiming's wounds.

"It's okay." He covered it with one hand to prevent her from seeing it.

She insisted on taking off his hand, and her whole body was shocked. There was a big gash on his forehead...

"Cheng Yiming, I'm sorry..." Her tears immediately rolled down.

He raised his lips and smiled: "I accept your apology, and I will punish you by giving me medicine."

"You may need stitches."

He was stunned for a moment, "Stitches... can you give me anesthesia?"

Yan Yan was also stunned, she remembered that it seemed impossible.

"Actually, you can help me with anesthesia." He suddenly hugged her slender waist tightly, put his hard lips close to her ear, and whispered.

Yan Yan couldn't help but blush, "How long has it been? You're still not serious!"

However, "Are you really afraid of pain?"

she asked.

"I wasn't afraid before," Cheng Yiming shrugged, "but now that I have a wife, I'm afraid."

"You..." Yan Yan curled her lips and couldn't help but smile at the corner of her eyes.

She knew that he was doing this to make her happy.

But what's the use of her being happy? If he leaves a scar on his forehead, she will feel guilty for the rest of her life...

"Doctor, will the wound leave a scar?" The first thing she asked after meeting the doctor was her hurried question.

The doctor checked it out and said, "It will take about eleven stitches. The wound is quite deep... Please apply some medicine after the scars form."

Yan Yan bit her lip.

Watching the doctor start to sew, she silently walked forward and hugged one of his arms.

He just said that if she kissed him during the stitches, it wouldn't hurt.

It's impossible to kiss him here, but there's no problem in holding him.

"Is Cheng Yiming inside?" Suddenly, Bai Yu's voice came from outside the door.

The news of his injury reached her so quickly?!

Yan Yan walked out, but unexpectedly there was another person standing next to Bai Yu, Yu Sirui.

She remained calm and said hello to Bai Yu, "Auntie..."

"How is Yiming?" Bai Yu's tone was as calm as usual, but his eyes were full of worry.

"Eleven stitches were stitched on my forehead." Yan Yan answered truthfully.

Bai Yu took a breath, "He has never been injured since he was a child..."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly stopped.

She said what she just said out of her mother's instinct, but she suddenly held back because she was afraid of hurting Yan Yan.

But Yu Sirui had heard it clearly, and a crack appeared on his expressionless face.

"Aunt, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Yan Yan lowered her eyes.

"You...Mom called me," Bai Yu sighed softly, "There is nothing right or wrong in this matter, as long as Yi Ming is fine."

While talking, Cheng Yiming came out.

There was a band of gauze wrapped around his forehead, making it look like the injury was much more serious than it actually was.

His eyes immediately fell on Yu Sirui, and he was surprised as to why she came...

"Xiaoyan, please accompany me to find a doctor and ask about the situation." Bai Yu said.

Yan Yan nodded and followed Bai Yu away.

Bai Yu didn't really want to find a doctor, but took Yan Yan to a quiet corner outside the hospital building.

"You, mother, told me everything about the situation." Bai Yu said, "I don't need your apology. I just want to know what you are going to do?"

"I will advise my dad."

"What if your father definitely doesn't agree to your marriage to Yi Ming?" Bai Yu asked.

Yan Yan was speechless for a moment.

Bai Yu asked again: "If you choose Yiming between your father and Yiming, do you think you will get real happiness?"

Yan Yan was even more speechless.

Bai Yu has never been so aggressive.

"Don't blame me, Xiaoyan, Yiming is my child, and my bottom line is that he will not be harmed." Bai Yu sighed softly, turned and left.

What she didn't say, it was up to Yan Yan to understand it herself.

Yan Yan returned to the floor where Cheng Yiming had stitches, only to see him and Yu Sirui standing at the end of the corridor talking.

They were too far apart and she couldn't hear what they said. However, Yu Sirui suddenly stepped forward and threw himself into Cheng Yiming's arms.
To be continued...