The door was closed and Yu Zeyao disappeared into the room.
Jing Yu was tied to the bed and moved desperately. Just as he said, the buckle was getting tighter and tighter.
Helpless and angry.
It is said that politicians are also born the best actors, and this is indeed true. In front of outsiders, he is a gentleman, but now his behavior is no different from that of a rogue.
Jing Yu couldn't break free, so he sighed and gave up. He didn't know if his wife would come to him. Could she still be considered working like this? If the hospital knew, she would probably be deducted from her salary.
As she thought about it, she couldn't help but think of the scene just now. She bit her lower lip and a trace of embarrassment passed across her little face.
I closed my eyes and didn't want to think about it anymore.
—
When Yu Zeyao arrived at the conference room, everyone was waiting for him with wine glasses in hand.
"Where have you been? Your Uncle Mo and Huanhuan are waiting for you." Yu Chengshan's face remained cold.
"Something happened." Yu Zeyao replied calmly, and took a glass of wine from Zhuang Yan. With one hand in his pocket, he walked towards Minister Mo, "Uncle Mo, I thought you were not coming tonight."
The voice was still gentle, but Zhuang Yan, who was standing by, could tell that the gentleman was in a much better mood at this moment.
"My nephew, it's such a big event, how can I not be present?" Mo Yuan clinked his wine glass with his.
Yu Wenhua interrupted and said with a smile: "He is my nephew now, I am afraid he will be my son-in-law soon!"
When he said this, his eyes vaguely passed over Yu Zeyao's face. After he said this, the scene was quiet for a moment, as if everyone was waiting for someone's affirmative answer. However, Yu Zeyao remained silent, his expression was silent, and people could not tell what he was thinking at this moment.
The sudden silence in the air made the scene a little awkward. Mo Yuan didn't hear a positive answer, so he was naturally embarrassed. Yu Chengshan was also a little angry at his son's attitude.
Just as he was about to explode, a gentle voice broke the silence at the moment, "Second Uncle, Zeyao and I are still young, so don't keep urging us to get married."
She smiled, glanced at Yu Zeyao, and took her father Mo Yuan's arm, "Dad, you're not in such a hurry to marry me off, are you? I still want to stay at home and spend some time with you."
"You see, now it's my fault! You still want to stay at home with me, but in fact, your heart has already flown to Zeyao. Dad has eyes!" Mo Yuan said so, but his daughter's words still made him happier.
Mo Huan's words helped. Several men started chatting, and Mo Huan stood aside with his attention always on the young man - he was the most dazzling focus here tonight, but at this moment he only talked to others in a low voice, with a deep expression, his eyes never shifted, and he never looked at her more, as if he was not aware of her love.
Yes, he cares about the country, and the emotional aspect is probably dispensable to this man!
Mo Huan knew his ambitions and understood them. Therefore, she had long been mentally prepared to become his wife and was willing to be his pawn and a stepping stone for his ambitions.
———
Jing Yu lay on the bed for a while and soon fell asleep. She had stayed up all night the night before and was already sleepy. Now she was drifting on the sea, making her feel groggy.
When she heard movement at the door of the room, she slowly opened her eyes.
"Zeyao, you drank a lot tonight." It was a woman's voice, and it came right to the door. Jingyu suddenly lost her sleepiness. She knew this voice. It came from Miss Mo whom she met last time in Baiyu Palace.
"Zhuang Yan, it's getting late. Please send a boat to take Mo Huan away for me." Yu Zeyao's voice sounded a little more drunk than before, but still very steady, without a trace of erraticness.
"I know, leave it to me." Zhuang Yan responded. Before Mo Huan could say anything else, the door of the room was opened and Yu Zeyao walked in.
He didn't turn on the light and the room was dark.
Jing Yu turned around silently, facing him with his back, and closed his eyes. Outside, there were no other human voices, only the sound of footsteps gradually leaving.
He did not come to the bed, but just sat quietly on the sofa for a while. Jing Yu did not turn around, and the room was dark at the moment, and the lights were not on, but she could feel that Yu Zeyao's eyes were fixed on her.
What is he looking at
Jing Yu was suspicious. The next moment, he heard him say, "Are you asleep?"
The man's voice was drunken and hoarse, but it made him look sexier.
Jing Yu ignored him. He didn't want to pay attention to him.
People like him are much more hateful than Liang Shengyi who abandoned her halfway. He entertained two different women and was still so calm and shameless.
Not hearing any answer, Yu Zeyao probably really thought she was asleep, and he didn't hear any sound for a long time.
Jing Yu waited for a while before he heard a rustling sound. It was him taking off his clothes.
She frowned in alertness, considering what to say to stop him from going any further, but he turned alone and went into the bathroom in the suite.
The light in the bathroom came on automatically, and Jing Yu subconsciously raised her head to look at the light. Who would have thought that the bathroom door was not closed, and when she looked up, she saw his naked body standing under the dazzling light.
It was the first time Jing Yu saw a man's body. He had a great body, a typical inverted triangle body that only models have, strong and sturdy. His legs were straight and long, with perfect lines, just like what people often say, "all legs below the waist."
The only flaw was the crisscross wounds on his body, one after another, so many that I couldn't count them with ten fingers. The place where he was shot last time was still wrapped with circles of gauze.
It is conceivable that his injuries may not have fully healed yet.
The wound goes down...
She was stunned by its truly astonishing size.
"So you like to peek." A man's voice sounded, and he stood there, looking at her with a smile.
Jing Yu felt ashamed and turned away with a red face. He gritted his teeth and was speechless for a moment. He was such a scoundrel. He was the one who was naked and was seen, but he could still laugh at her as a spectator like nothing happened. Moreover, the pride on his face really deserved a beating.
She closed her eyes again and pretended to be asleep.
Yu Zeyao didn't tease her anymore. The bathroom door was closed, and soon there was the sound of water splashing. Jing Yu lay on the bed, his mind was confused, and he didn't want to become a victim in his emotional game.
About ten minutes later, the bathroom door was opened again.
The lights in the room were still off, and it was pitch black. In such an environment, people's hearing became more sensitive.