Yu Zeyao didn't even look at her again. He opened the door and walked out heavily. The door slammed with a loud bang.
In such a quiet night, the sound was extremely abrupt. It seemed as if the sound hit Jingyu's heart, muffled and somewhat depressing.
She had originally wanted to wait for him to come back and ask about her father, but now it seemed that she couldn't ask him tonight.
She lay on the soft big bed with her clothes dishevelled, and did not move for a moment. Only when she was sure that he would not come back did she gradually withdraw her gaze from the door.
He grabbed the quilt and covered his stiff, half-naked body.
He looked up at the ceiling, and then slowly sat up from the bed, holding the quilt.
Just moving like this caused a dull pain somewhere in my body.
She rested for a while, and finally relaxed. Then she got out of bed, picked out a new set of pajamas, and went to the bathroom. When she was taking a shower, she discovered that there was a faint trace of blood between her legs.
His action just now was fierce and powerful, and the piercing was very deep, and it hurt much more than last time.
Jing Yu recalled his rudeness just now, and she felt more sad than angry. Perhaps, she was still expecting him to treat her tenderly, instead of turning this into a deal or a game for him to pass the time.
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the other side.
Yu Zeyao returned to his room.
He didn't turn on the light, but just stood on the terrace and lit a cigarette. From the terrace, he could see that the light in the next room was still on.
She had only drawn a single layer of curtains at the moment, and he could vaguely see her moving figure.
The image of her wet eyes just now appeared in his mind unconsciously. Making love with him, for her, was such a painful thing
However, just today, he was even confident that she was not without feelings for him. Thinking about it now, he felt that his confidence was a little ridiculous.
She is a stubborn person, probably, even when she likes someone, she is stubborn too.
Yu Zeyao took another deep puff of his cigarette, extinguished it heavily, went back to the room, and called the housekeeper downstairs.
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Jingyu treated himself with a hot towel and came out of the shower. He felt better and his body didn't hurt as much as before.
However, her stomach was a little uncomfortable. She hadn't had a good meal these past few days, which had upset her stomach. She took out a pill from her box and was about to take it when she turned to look at the bedside. There was not even saliva in the cup.
I sighed and finally put the pill down. If I go out now, I might run into him. After what happened just now, it would be a bit awkward to meet him right away.
Jing Yu was just thinking about it, at this moment, the door of the room was knocked again.
She subconsciously raised her head and heard the housekeeper's voice again at the door, "Miss Jing, are you asleep?"
"not yet."
Jing Yu stood up and opened the door. He saw the housekeeper followed by the servants.
"Good evening, Miss Jing." The butler greeted respectfully and directed the servants to push the dining cart in.
"Thank you, thank you for your trouble." Jing Yu thanked her. She was really hungry now.
The housekeeper smiled and said, "The master specifically ordered us to bring it up, and he also asked the kitchen to make something that is easy to digest. Miss Jing, please try it and see if it suits your taste. If not, we will make something else."
Jing Yu was slightly startled.
Her eyes were fixed on the exquisite delicacies, and she felt a wave of emotions in her heart. If he was such a considerate person, why did he lose his temper just now
She sat down and took a bite, but she was so worried that she couldn't taste it.
The housekeeper stood aside and looked at her expression, and asked tentatively: "Miss Jing, how does it taste? Is it to your taste?"
Jing Yu came back to his senses and forced out a faint smile, "Mm, it tastes good."
"That's good. These dishes were listed by the gentleman before you came here. All of them are what you like. I'm sure Miss Jing will like them."
Jing Yu's heart was disturbed again. She looked at the dishes, half believing and half doubting, "Did he list them himself?"
"Um."
"By the way..." Jing Yu looked at the housekeeper with a gentle gaze, "Is your master in a bad mood tonight?"
"No." The housekeeper thought for a moment before saying, "I was in a good mood when I came back. Since Miss Jing came, the first thing Mr. does every time he comes back is to ask if Miss Jing slept well and ate well. This is the second time I see Mr. care so much about someone."
the second time…
Jing Yu pondered these three words in his mind, took a sip of the soup, and asked casually, "Has she been like this to others before?"
"The first time was with our master's mother." The housekeeper was afraid that she would misunderstand, so she quickly replied: "The master is very filial and treats his wife very well."
Jing Yu nodded.
There is no doubt about this. She has also felt it.
Jing Yu didn't ask any more questions. Perhaps because her stomach was full, she felt a little better than before.
The housekeeper did not stay in the room, but led the servants out. After they left, Jing Yu was the only one left in the room. She was distracted again as she looked at the meal in front of her.
Since he was in a good mood when he came back, why was he so moody in front of her? She just took a nap, and it was not possible for her to offend him by sleeping.
Jing Yu was lost in thought and didn't notice that his whole attention was on that bad man with a bad temper.
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the next day.
Jing Yu got up early in the morning, changed her clothes, and prepared to go to work at the hospital. She thought about rearranging her shift so that she could find some time to see Jing Rong. And although Jing Rong lived in Yu Zeyao's hospital, it was good, but it was too far from her, and it was inconvenient for her to take care of him, so she had to transfer Jing Rong to another hospital.
Moreover, they also have Doctor Fu Yichen in Beisiyuan Hospital. Only when Doctor Fu consults with Jingrong again will she feel at ease.
Jingyu went downstairs with her bag, but there was no man in the hall.
"Good morning, Miss Jing." The housekeeper greeted her.
"morning."
Jing Yu nodded, put down his bag, and walked into the restaurant. He was not in the restaurant either.
He is so busy, he must have left.
She lay in bed thinking all night last night and felt that she should have a good talk with him about what happened last night. After all, it was he who saved Jingrong.
However, I didn't expect that there would be no such opportunity today.
The housekeeper seemed to see what she was thinking. While directing the servants to set the table, he said, "The master is usually very busy. He went out early this morning."
"Oh." Jing Yu responded calmly, without saying anything more, just quietly eating breakfast. After all, he was the vice president, so naturally he had a lot of things to do.
It seems that whether it is the matter between Jingrong and his father or what happened last night, I can only talk to him in the evening.