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  Bo Yan choked when he heard Yan Hua’s words.

  This was not the kind of thing where he could be calm just because he wanted to.

  “Huahua, get it out for me?”


  His voice was deep and husky, and inexplicably sexy.

  He looked at her with a dark gaze, it was like a whirlpool on the bottom of the sea, dangerous like it was going to suck her in.

  Yan Hua was stunned for a few seconds and a smile appeared on her lips. “Mr. Bo, you’re daydreaming.”


  Bo Yan leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes closed slightly and said, “You often appear in my dreams too.”


  Why did this person suddenly turn into a sweet talker?

  Yan Hua looked at the light gentleness on his handsome face and her heart skipped a beat.

  When she had a crush on him, she knew that he was like a poppy, charm exuding out from him in waves and the ability to seduce people too easily. She knew that she might be in danger getting close to him but she still could not help but let herself fall for him.

  Yan Hua closed her eyes and tried to control her fluctuating feelings.

  “I have work later, I’m leaving!”


  Yan Hua walked out hurriedly without waiting for Bo Yan to say anything.

  It was like if she stayed one second longer, she would fall back into the tenderness he never had before.

  As she approached the door, the man’s cold voice sounded from behind. “Huahua, you’ll come and visit me again right? When you come again, can you bring Little Apple along?”


  Yan Hua did not answer him and she paused for several seconds before pulling the door open and left.

  Nan Zhi was still waiting outside and when she saw Yan Hua coming out and she asked softly, “You’re done with the bandaging?”


  Yan Hua nodded. “Yes, but he may be in a bad mood now. Wait for a few minutes before you go in. I have a job later, I’ll go first.”


  “Okay.”


  After Yan Hua left, Nan Zhi leaned against the wall and she only knocked on the door of the ward after ten minutes.

  The man’s cold voice answered, “Come in.”


  Nan Zhi pushed open the door and went in with a slightly embarrassed expression.

  She had interrupted his kiss with Huahua earlier, so he must not have wanted to see her now!

  Bo Yan’s expression was cold and other than Yan Hua, it seemed that no one who came in would be able to arouse his enthusiasm. The contours of his handsome face were sharp and cold, giving out an air that prevented people from approaching him.

  Nan Zhi went to the side of the bed and coughed softly.

  The man still looked as frosty and cold and he moved his lips. “Say what you want to know.”


  Nan Zhi took out something from her bag and showed it to Bo Yan. “Do you want this?”


  Bo Yan looked and saw the photo in Nan Zhi’s hand. He reached out to take the photo but Nan Zhi backed away.

  Bo Yan finally lifted his eyes and looked towards Nan Zhi.

  “Our Little Apple is getting more and more adorable, isn’t she?”


  Bo Yan frowned and reminded Nan Zhi with a cold expression, “When did Little Apple become yours?”


  “Little Apple and my Xiaojie are betrothed to each other. She will be my daughter-in-law in the future, naturally she belongs to my family!”


  Bo Yan’s expression darkened and his voice was cold. “I don’t agree to this.”


  When he learned that Little Apple was his daughter, he even bragged in front of Mu Sihan. If she became Mu Sihan’s daughter-in-law, wouldn’t Mu Sihan be up in the heavens?

  Nan Zhi saw that their topic had steered off and she quickly brought it back. “I came to ask about Mu Sihan.”


  Stretching out his long and large hand, Bo Yan said, “Give me the photo.”


  Nan Zhi did not know Bo Yan that well, but he should also have the kind of temperament that no one could force.

  She handed the photo to him and after letting him look at it for a moment, she said, “How is he now?”


  Bo Yan put the photo under his pillow and leaned his head against the head of the bed, saying with a cold and husky voice, “When Sihan led the soldiers to Yukou border, it was like a scene of a bloody slaughter. The military government department was destroyed by the bomb of the enemy. Hundreds of people were in mourning and lived on the edge of starvation. The Army Commander was killed by the enemy and the soldiers had lost the will to fight. After Sihan arrived, he issued a military order and went to the battlefield himself, launching the first counter-attack. Only after he won did he restore the soldiers’ morale.

  “But he was a prince and had no military achievements before, so many generals still refused to accept him. Later, several of his attacks on the enemy were not successful and he suffered a lot of injuries, big and small.”


  Nan Zhi’s heart was tight and her hands clenched into fists, her fingers digging into her palm and she asked, “Then, how is he now?”


  Bo Yan lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and was silent for a long time.

  Nan Zhi saw that he was silent and her body stiffened, like a string that was about to break, and her voice was slightly hoarse. “Did something happen to him? Bo Yan, what happened to him? Tell me!”


  “He……” Bo Yan furrowed his eyebrows and his eyes fell on a vacant spot in the room. “A month ago, he snuck into the enemy camp and captured their officer. On the way, he got shot in the chest.”


  Nan Zhi’s fists clenched even tighter and her fingertips almost broke the skin of her palm, but she did not feel pain and asked, “Is he seriously injured?”


  “He was in critical danger at the time and almost could not be rescued. It was that officer whom he had captured who offered to let their military doctor treat him and save him.”


  Nan Zhi was getting more confused.

  Wasn’t the officer an enemy?

  Why did he offer to help him?

  Bo Yan stopped there and did not continue. He then said, “Now that the two countries have ceased to fight, Sihan should be back after he finishes handling the affairs of the people at the Yukou border and the generals.”


  Nan Zhi nodded.

  Although she still had a lot of doubts in her mind, it was good as long as he was safe and healthy……

  Yan Hua still came to visit Bo Yan with Little Apple in the evening.

  Seeing that Little Apple had grown up a lot, the man who never showed his feelings, could not help but tear up.

  After Little Apple fell asleep, Yan Hua handed her to the nanny. Thinking of how Nan Zhi was listless when she met her in the afternoon, Yan Hua could not help but ask, “Bo Yan, now that the war at Yukou border had stopped, communications should have been restored, right?”


  Bo Yan’s long upturned eyes were on Little Apple who was in the nanny’s arms and he hummed when he heard Yan Hua’s words.

  “Since it has been restored, shouldn’t Young Master Mu call Zhizhi at once to report his safety?”


  Bo Yan’s eyes then turned to Yan Hua. “Do you want to know?”


  “I want to know why he didn’t contact Zhizhi. The past few months, Zhizhi has lost weight because she was so worried about him. Didn’t you notice?”


  “I didn’t,” Bo Yan looked at Yan Hua, his eyes deep and he continued, “I only found that you had lost a lot of weight. Were you worried about me?”


  “I wasn’t!” Yan Hua’s face became serious. “Did something happen to Mu Sihan that you weren’t able to tell Zhizhi? Can you tell me?”