Good Morning, Mr. President!

Chapter 1823: The love buried by time (41)

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Fang Chupei glanced at her son, and seeing that he did not express anything, she nodded, "Okay, go ahead."

Jing Yu did not stop, but slightly turned sideways, avoiding Yu Zeyao, opened the door and walked out. Her delicate shoulders touched his, but she did not stop for a moment.

Yu Zeyao stood at the door for a while, without looking back or chasing after him.

Fang Chupei looked at him and smiled slightly, "I thought it was your brother who never gets his way who has feelings for Dr. Jing, but it turns out it's you."

Yu Zeyao did not take up the topic, but came over and sat down on the sofa next to her. "How are your legs? Are they uncomfortable?"

"No. Doctor Jing just gave me a massage. It was very comfortable."

"That's good." Yu Zeyao nodded with relief. After a pause, he looked at her again, "Father will also come tonight. Do you want to..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Chupei shook her head without hesitation, "No need to see you again, it's all in the past."

Yu Zeyao knew that she had made up her mind, so he didn't say anything else.

Fang Chupei asked: "How is your injury? Are you fully recovered?"

"Don't worry, it's almost done." Yu Zeyao was afraid that his mother would worry, so he just replied lightly.

———

The cruise ship is sailing slowly on the sea.

Beautiful people in fine clothes, clinking glasses and drinking, melodious music floating over the sea.

Jingyu hadn't eaten anything until now. The cruise ship was huge, and she walked around for more than ten minutes without finding a restaurant. Fortunately, she met a waiter and had to ask for help.

The waiter was polite and enthusiastic, and took her around the cruise ship.

The further we walked, the more lively the place became - probably we were getting closer to the banquet hall.

Realizing this, Jing Yu stopped and asked the waiter, "Will the dining place be in the banquet hall?"

"No, it's in the restaurant. But to get to the restaurant you have to go through the banquet hall."

It was just passing by, it was no big deal. She couldn't be stupid enough to not eat anything and just starve. She didn't know what time she had to finish work tonight.

Jing Yu nodded and followed the waiter to the banquet hall. After entering the hall, she looked around unconsciously and saw a familiar figure. Cheng En and Zhuang Yan were guarding her closely and she was surrounded in the center. There was a dazzling crystal chandelier above her head. The man was gentlemanly and elegant, holding a wine glass in his hand and exchanging greetings with others.

He was a cautious and sensitive person. He seemed to notice her gaze and tilted his head slightly. His eyes passed through the crowd and projected towards her. Jing Yu was startled and was about to withdraw his gaze, but he had already looked away after just a cold glance. There was not even a trace of unnecessary fluctuation in his eyes.

Jing Yu was stunned. But he also felt that this was a good thing, there shouldn't be any entanglement between them.

She didn't stay long and went to the restaurant. She was the only guest in the restaurant, and the others were all waiters from the cruise ship. She was too hungry and couldn't eat much now. Jingyu simply ordered a poached egg, a sandwich, and a small dessert.

She was concentrating on eating and listening to the melodious music when she suddenly heard a few waitresses who had just entered the restaurant talking excitedly in low voices as they walked in. "I just spoke to our Vice President, and he said thank you to me."

"I'm even prettier in person than on TV!"

"I think so too. Have you seen the woman who has been standing next to him?"

"Yes, she has always been there, and she is very beautiful, a goddess!"

"I heard that she is the daughter of the Minister of Defense. She is engaged to the Vice President."

"They are a good match, but only a woman like this can be worthy of being the vice president, right?"

Jing Yu sat there eating, not intending to eavesdrop on the conversations of others, but she heard every word they said. She took a bite of the poached egg, and her appetite became even worse. Finally, she put down her cutlery, sat at her seat for a while, paid the bill, and left the restaurant.

This time, they did not go back to the banquet hall, but went up to the deck through another door.

The wind was howling outside. The sound of the waves was audible. Jing Yu stared at the lighthouse in front of her, which was the only light in the dark. She was only wearing a small dress and standing in the cold wind. She felt surprisingly cold, but at least she was no longer seasick.

She took out her cell phone from her handbag and took a look. The dinner had just begun and she didn't know when the ship would be able to return.

She stood there for a while, thinking about random things out of boredom. When she couldn't stand the cold anymore, she finally decided to go back to the cabin.

When he turned around, he stopped.

The man who was supposed to be at the banquet hall was now standing on the deck. The deck was dark, and his eyes stared at her, but they were shining. Sharp and cold.

Jing Yu felt that look like a knife scraping at him. It was probably because of the slap today.

She came back to her senses, and the next moment, she continued to walk inside. Her eyes had already moved away from him, as if she didn't notice him at all.

However, when she walked to him, he grabbed her. Jingyu instinctively struggled, but he pressed her heavily against the cabin with one force. With his other hand, he slammed the cabin door shut with a "bang".

The wind was blowing, as if a ferocious beast was roaring beside you.

Jing Yu put his hand on his shoulder and stared at him accusingly, "Mr. Yu!"

Yu Zeyao's eyes were always fixed on her, and he took a step closer to her with his long legs. His body was filled with a strong sense of oppression. He pushed her tightly closed legs apart with his knees, and the man's strong and powerful long legs under his suit pants pressed against the softness of the woman's skirt.

Jing Yu gasped heavily, and the fragrance of orchid sprayed on the man's face. He curled his fingers tightly and grabbed his suit.

In the darkness, a thin layer of mist covered the bottom of the clear eyes, and the tone of voice contained dissatisfaction, panic, and anger, "What are you doing?"

"You kept telling me on the phone the other day that you were self-disciplined. Is this what you call self-discipline?" Yu Zeyao pinched her chin, speaking with sarcasm, "Your self-discipline is pretending to reject me while constantly appearing in front of me?"

His voice was hoarse and he seemed a little drunk.

He must have drunk a lot of wine.

Jing Yu frowned. His doctor instinct kicked in, and he wanted to remind him that his wounds had not fully healed yet, so he had to be careful about drinking water, not to mention alcohol. Drinking now was simply tantamount to self-abuse.

However, the words slowed down at the lips.

He suddenly increased the strength of his hands, pulled her face closer, and ordered in a deep voice: "Speak properly, don't pretend to be deaf and dumb."

He wouldn't let her ignore him anymore.

Jing Yu felt pain from being pinched, so she pressed her hand on his to stop him from using more force. A trace of complex emotions flashed across her eyes as she looked at him, but they were fleeting and almost invisible. She slowly opened her lips—

[Happy Lantern Festival everyone, even though it's a day late! Please give me a monthly pass~~~]