Chapter 1201

She wondered if he woke up.

Will definitely come to her.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed, and "Wu Shuang" was completed ahead of schedule.

As for the reason for the advance, it was because Su Xiangwan's stomach was about to lose its hold.

Fortunately, Han Che has been very cooperative during this period, not only did not delay the time, but tried his best to speed up the progress of the filming.

And in these three months, Su Xiangwan and Han's mother became more and more familiar, and Han Che also eased up, and there was no longer the previous tension.

However, the paternity test that was sent to Li Mubai earlier disappointed Su Xiangwan.

The paternity test was done by Rong Chen, and the conclusion was that the father-son relationship between Han Che and Mu Yusheng was not supported.

This hindered Su Xiangwan's guess, and he lost his direction for a while.

After wrapping up, Su Xiangwan felt at ease in the small villa to raise her baby.

The air here is good, the pace of life is slow, and the sun and water are abundant. Not only did she not feel restrained, but she felt that living here is actually a good choice.

The only regret was that she never heard from Mu Beiting.

Although she would occasionally contact Li Mubai, she knew that Mu Beiting was still awake.

She also quietly made a video twice every year, which made the little guy feel a little more at ease.

Of course, none of this was told to Han Che.

She didn't know if Han Che knew it, but she thought, he should know it.

It's just that she didn't understand why he didn't stop him.

On this day, Su Xiangwan was playing with flowers and plants in the living room. Mother Han was sitting in a wheelchair and basking in the sun by the bed. Seeing her holding scissors, she clamored for them too, and rushed towards her pushing the wheelchair herself. .

Su Xiangwan put away the scissors and said softly, "This is not allowed, it will hurt yourself."

"Yes! Yes!" Han's mother began to cry, and there was even a hint of murder in her eyes.

Su Xiangwan scowled, "If you're not good, Han Che won't come tomorrow."

As soon as she heard Han Che, Mother Han's eyes were a little confused, but then she lowered her head aggrievedly, played with her fingers, and became quiet.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Su Xiangwan's eyes softened a little.

Take out a rose from the blue glass bottle at hand, cut off the sawtooth on it, cut short the stem, gently insert it next to Mother Han's ear, then hold the mirror and say to her warmly: "Do you like it?"

Han's mother raised her head in a ignorant manner, and her eyes fell on herself in the mirror.

Looking at the bright red roses next to her ears, she immediately acted shyly like a child, covering her face a little awkwardly and shyly.

"You like it, don't you? It goes well with today's dress too." Su Xiangwan said softly.

This was what Han Che saw when he came down from upstairs.

He stood in front of the stairs and looked at Su Xiangwan in a daze.

She wore a white cotton dress with a simple style, her hair was casually tied behind her neck, and a few strands of brown-yellow hair hung by her ears.

The round table at hand was filled with a bouquet of roses, tender green branches and leaves, bright red buds, and rolling dewdrops, which set off her little face that was not made up even more brightly.

The sunlight outside the window enveloped her and her mother, casting a layer of soft and holy light on her, inexplicably calming people's hearts.

Han Che also slightly bent the corners of his lips, his smile was shallow but clean, as if this should be his original appearance.

Su Xiangwan played with Han's mother for a while, and Han's mother put her hands together next to her ears and said loudly, "Sleep."

Su Xiangwan glanced at the time. It was already eleven o'clock in the noon. He immediately got up and pushed the wheelchair, "Okay, go back to the room and sleep."