Chapter 131

Did he make a mistake?

Changhuan has a high fever.

Even if Jiang shaoxun took her home from the hospital, she didn't know everything.

Every day, a special doctor checks Changhuan, and aunt fan asks the chef to prepare a nutritious meal, but Changhuan is still losing weight.

Everyone in the villa saw that the young master of her family was losing weight. Every day, the young master personally fed Changhuan food, but soon after each meal, she would lie on one side and spit out everything she ate.

The whole villa seems to be covered with a layer of haze, thick can not be dispersed.

When the master is not happy, it is difficult for his servants to be happy.

This morning, aunt fan picked some roses from the yard. She walked into the bedroom and found that the young master was still lying on the edge of the bed. These days, the young master has been sleeping like this every day.

She put the rose on the bedside table, but it startled Jiang shaoxun.

Jiang shaoxun took a bleary look at Aunt fan. He was tired of taking care of the patient, which made his face slightly tired. His face became thinner, but it made his face more angular.

"Young master, go and have a rest."

Jiang shaoxun shook his head and stroked Changhuan's forehead. He found that her fever had subsided, so he went to wash.

The strong fragrance of flowers lingered in the room, the warm sunshine sprinkled on the double bed, Changhuan's white skin gradually dyed a layer of pink, she struggled to open her eyes.

Looking at the environment around her eyes, there are dew drops on the rose. Under the soft sunlight, the flower is delicate and delicate. She squints slightly. Bathing in the sun, her pores are stretched out, very comfortable.

She sat up and reached out to take out a flower from the vase. She was intoxicated by its fragrance.

After Jiang shaoxun came in, she saw Nie Changhuan, who had woken up. She twirled a flower with one hand. The bright color of the flower set off a trace of blood on her white to transparent face. Her long hair fell on her shoulders, which was picturesque.

Changhuan found someone standing outside the bedroom door. Looking up, she turned pale again. Her pupils were full of fear. She was so weak that she hugged the quilt tightly.

Her reaction, let Jiang shaoxun a punch hit on the door, Changhuan body light tremble up, he cold eyes, turn to leave.

She didn't take ditiao to escape, but was caught by him again. She vaguely remembers that she was saved by a man dressed in old-fashioned clothes, but why did she come back here again?

What about losing it?

Chang Huan opens the quilt and stumbles to the door, but she bumps into aunt fan, who has a nutritious meal in her hand and falls to the ground in an instant.

"I'm sorry." Chang Huan squats down to clean up.

Aunt fan quickly took her hand: "Miss Nie, you'd better have a rest. I'll take these things."

"But..." she knocked it down.

"Miss Nie, don't worry. The young master has adjusted his mind to go to school." Aunt fan inquired, "are you going downstairs to have something to eat? Or in the room? "

"Go downstairs."

For a long time did not eat stomach, warm porridge down, let her comfortable to squint.

Chang Huan thought that she had not been away for a long time, but when she saw the date, she suddenly found that it had been almost a week, and she thought she was wrong. When she asked aunt fan, she said.

"Yes, you've been sleeping for such a long time. The young master takes pictures of you every day."

There was a light cough from upstairs, which interrupted aunt fan's words. Jiang shaoxun came down from upstairs with no expression on his face and said coldly, "aunt fan, you've been at Jiang's house for so long. You know what to say and what not to say."

Jiang shaoxun looks at Nie Changhuan. She looks so scared that she wants to hide in the wall.

But he walked over and stretched out his slender fingers with cigarette smell. Suddenly, he forcefully grasped her jaw. Seeing her evasive eyes, his heart was cold. He said with a smile: "Nie Changhuan, if you want to escape, just escape from here. Don't take my son with you."

"And don't take my son to death."

His voice squeezed out from his teeth, with a surge of anger. His long and slender eyelashes drooped, and a layer of fog appeared in his eyes. His thin body was tottering under his anger.

Jiang shaoxun controls the impulse to hold her in his arms. When he thinks of the moment when she and Didou sink into the lake, he wants to strangle her, loosen her jaw and turn away from the villa.

Chang Huan holds his shoulder and falls down on the ground along the wall weakly. He says: she can run away, but don't take his son away.

But that's her son, too.

She was pregnant with her son born in October. Why did he say no? He said yes.

The more she thought about it, the more sad she felt, and she wiped a handful of tears.

Aunt fan helped Chang Huan up and sighed, "Why are you and the young master doing this?"

Chang Huan didn't say anything. He had to ask Jiang shaoxun. Why did he do that?

He can have children with a lot of women. Why does he have to take her baby?

The more Changhuan thinks about it, the more unfair it is.

She cleaned up her mood and put on a little light make-up, so that she didn't look so weak. Then she went to the set. She left without knowing whether Jiang shaoxun would target Zhao Jie again.

As soon as he arrived at the set, the director gave Chang Huan a fitness card: "Chang Huan, that little comment on the Internet broke you down. Your physical fitness is still not up to standard. However, is that little friend Jiang Shao's son?"

Originally, all the people in the crew were doing things on one side. When they heard the director's words, they turned their ears one after another. Some people even came over deliberately to hear it.

The atmosphere of the set is the same as before, giving people a warm feeling. Changhuan lowers her head and laughs. She pushes back the fitness card: "director, why are you so gossipy?"

People around are also coaxing the director.

"Yes, it's too gossip."

"In the past few days, when you are resting at home, the director doesn't know what a mother-in-law you've become without your part."

"Fart, where am I? It's just the little actors laughing

Finally, it's sister Zhao who helps Changhuan out. Changhuan likes her working atmosphere very much, like a big family. She laughs and laughs, but a touch of loneliness appears in her eyes. He knows that DIU DIU is his son, but he only wants his son and doesn't want her.

Today, I didn't prepare for Changhuan's part. Changhuan just watched other actors filming. Occasionally, some little actors asked her acting skills. She was very conscientious in guiding her. Her acting skills were very good, but she didn't have good opportunities before.

Before the end of the work, sister Zhao found her. She didn't smile and looked very serious: "Changhuan, you are one of the stars of" if you are well ". Do you want to participate in the press conference of this play?"