Yang Muya stared at Xia Changyue without turning for a moment, looked at her stubborn little face, and said a word without thinking.

When the words fell, she thought of that person, her eyes dimmed.

"Why did you suddenly ask my dad's name?" Xia Changyue recovered, muttering in confusion, and then said frankly, "My dad's name is Xia Hua."

"Xia Hua..." Yang Muya's body was slightly stiff, and a lost light flashed across her eyes.

Not the name.

She is crazy to ask such a question.

"My father's name is Xia Hua, is there any problem?" Xia Changyue looked at Yang Muya who was lost and couldn't help asking.

It's just a name, how could she seem disappointed.

Her father's name is Xia Hua. What is so disappointing about her? Is it possible that it is related to the person she is looking for?

"you……"

"Then how old are you?" As soon as Xia Changyue was about to speak, Yang Muya asked a step faster than her.

"Twenty-five years old, what's the matter? Why did you suddenly ask me this?" Xia Changyue was a little confused by her series of questions.

She originally wanted to use Yang Muya's words, but now she didn't use a single word, but she explained her affairs cleanly...

No wonder Yan Chengchi always scolded her for being an idiot, and now she began to wonder if her IQ had been emptied.

"Are you twenty-five years old?" Yang Muya looked petite and lively, like Xia Changyue who had just walked out of campus, her eyes filled with complicated light.

One year older than her child.

That's right, how could there be such a coincidence, she sent someone in front of her herself who could not be found in the world.

Sure enough, she was delusional...

But when she woke up from a coma and heard what the doctor said to her, watching her being trained obediently, and not defending herself, the indescribable throbbing ran in her blood.

Seeing her in her early twenties, she was so dazed that she began to have an illusion.

"The porridge is going to be cold. If you have anything, let's talk about it later." Xia Changyue couldn't help urging, holding the porridge that was about to cool down.

"No, I have no appetite." Yang Muya constricted her eyes in disappointment and lay back on the hospital bed.

I stretched my hand over the quilt and covered it on my body, unwilling to say a word.

"..." Xia Changyue was stunned by the bed, not knowing what he had just said wrong.

"Miss!" Yang's housekeeper pushed open the door of the ward and saw Yang Muya lying on the hospital bed, and immediately walked towards her nervously.

"Her fever has gone, and she just refuses to eat. Since you are here, leave it to you. She doesn't want to see me, I will go first." Xia Changyue saw the housekeeper, her eyes flashed and she put what she had Put down the porridge, and prepare to leave the ward.

"Wait." Yang Muya, who was lying on the hospital bed, spoke suddenly, turned around, and looked in the direction of Xia Changyue.

"Leave your phone. When I get better, I will call you. I won't let you save me in vain."

"I just said that I didn't save you because..."

"I didn't say that I would promise to help you at the Yan's consortium's shareholders meeting. You don't have to rush to reject me." Yang Muya interrupted her lightly.

Hearing this, Xia Changyue bit her lip without being pretentious. She wrote down her mobile phone number, pressed it on the table, and nodded towards Yang Muya before turning to leave the ward.