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"Is mom asleep?"
"Yeah, Secretary Wang watched mom fall asleep before leaving."
Zhang Moyan changed the bed with clean sheets, "If you're tired, you can go to sleep first. I want to stay up a little longer." It was chilly at night, An Yuan put on another piece of clothing and then walked out the door.
Zhang Moyan abandoned the blanket and sat on the edge of the single bed, feeling a bit frustrated and restless, and eventually opened the door and followed outside.
Turned the corner, Zhang Moyan saw An Yuan and Yiyang sitting in chairs from a distance, quickened her pace, and then snatched the coffee from An Yuan's hand with a chop.
"Do you know your own physical condition? How can you drink coffee!" An Yuan looked up, Zhang Moyan had a bad expression.
"I didn't drink it. If you don't believe me, you can check the bottle cap." An Yuan pursed her lips, Zhang Moyan didn't look and just threw it in the trash can.
The previously harmonious atmosphere suddenly turned cold. "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through." Yiyang also threw the can in her hand into the trash can.
"An Ning, what are you up to?" Zhang Moyan asked casually, but immediately drew a somewhat cold look from An Yuan.
"Well, I have some urgent matters to attend to. I'll be back soon."
"Since you're here, I'll go back to sleep. I'll take over for you in the second half of the night." An Yuan immediately got up, lowered his head, and walked straight to the previous room.
Zhang Moyan sat down as he did.
"What's wrong, are you having a disagreement?"
"He's just not feeling well."
Yiyang nodded knowingly, "You have to be more careful, pregnant women's emotions can be unstable."
The sheets were brought from home, and there were some pomelo peels scattered in the room. Flowers were also placed, and the smell of disinfectant was barely noticeable.
It's been a long time since he went to bed, but An Yuan still couldn't fall asleep. The events of the afternoon kept swirling in his mind. When he opened the drawer and saw the pair of small shoes, he wavered.
Zhang Moyan has been through many ups and downs. It's not just a matter of empty words; even if the truth is presented to him, he may not truly understand the ins and outs from the bottom of his heart. But this is the final struggle. In any case, he has to give it a try.
When he found the recording on the computer, he wanted to laugh. The file was encrypted, and besides the occasional visit from Secretary Wang, there were only the two of them at home. He didn't know who he needed to guard against.
He remembered some of the knowledge from his college years, so it didn't take much effort to break the code.
He didn't want to see what was inside, he just saw it as the last card to make Zhang Moyan tell the truth. He didn't expect it to actually become the final card.
He reached out from under the covers to rub his dizzy head. Now he really didn't know what to do, how to face Zhang Moyan, An Ning, or anyone else, for that matter.
Zhang Moyan stepped on a cigarette butt that had fallen in front of him, and it had been two hours since An Yuan had gone back to his room to sleep. It seemed that he had fallen asleep, so Zhang Moyan got up and returned to the room.
The light in the room was still on, and Zhang Moyan walked quietly to the bedside. An Yuan hadn't taken off his clothes and was curled up in the blanket, already fast asleep.
Zhang Moyan did not touch him, but turned off the lights and sat on the sofa next to him. The darkness brought tranquility. He was always cautious in dealing with An Yuan, so now he needed to think carefully.
Just a bit confused, An Yuan really didn't expect that the night would pass so quickly. He hurriedly got out of bed and rushed towards the ward, but was intercepted by Zhang Moyan halfway there.
"Dad's hospital room has been moved downstairs. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to find it when you woke up, so I came over."
"Oh, then let's go over there quickly."
The ward is a single room, but the environment is very good. At this time, An's father has already woken up, and everyone is here.
An's father is in good spirits. When he saw An Yuan, he immediately wanted An Yuan to come to the bedside to have a good look.
"Let me see if my little grandson has grown up a bit." An Yuan obediently walked to the bedside and held An's father's hand.
Because of the loose-fitting clothes and the short time, there was no obvious change in the belly, but An's father was still very happy.
"Dad, do you feel unwell anywhere?"
"Kid, your dad is in good health, just got bumped by a car, won't die." An's father laughed and patted An Yuan's hand, then turned to Zhang Moyan.
"Moyan, our two precious pets are now in your hands. Please take good care of them." An's father spoke with a strong voice, showing no signs of postoperative weakness.
An Yuan looked up at Zhang Moyan and knew that An's father had not kept anything from him regarding this matter.
"Looking at your pale faces, I can tell that none of you have had breakfast. Don't think that just because you're young, you can be reckless. Go have your breakfast now, and then do whatever you need to do. With your mother here, that's enough." With a change in tone, An's father suddenly became very serious.
Considering An's father's mood and physical condition, no one dared to disobey.
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