As he said this, he turned around and asked someone to call a doctor.
Jing Rong wailed in his heart. He regretted that he should not have listened to his lies and come to him to recuperate.
He was also confused now. How did such a person with no vision get so many girlfriends in the past
"I'm fine, I'm not feeling unwell." He was worried that Wen Yanzhi would really mobilize a large number of people to call the doctor over in a hurry, so he quickly stopped him. Finally, he felt helpless, sighed, and opened his lips, "I'll finish the porridge, don't call the doctor."
Wen Yanzhi raised his lips, his eyes full of pride, "That's pretty good."
Jing Rong looked at the cunning in his eyes and felt that he seemed to have been fooled by this man! How could he be as stupid as he thought
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night.
Jingyu ate dinner alone. She watched TV in the living room for a while, and her eyes couldn't help but drift outside. The weather forecast said it would snow tonight, and it seemed that snowflakes were already falling at this point.
However, it was very quiet outside and the owner of the house did not come back.
She squatted on the sofa and played with the remote control. After an unknown amount of time, she fell asleep leaning on the armrest of the sofa. In the middle of the night, she was woken up by the housekeeper, "Miss Jing, it's already two o'clock. You should go upstairs and sleep."
"Two o'clock?" Jing Yu glanced at the wall clock. It was already a quarter past two to be exact. She felt guilty when she saw that the housekeeper and the others had not gone to bed yet. It was because of her sleeping here that they were unable to get off work. She moved the blanket off her body and folded it aside, "Sorry, you all go and rest, I'm going to sleep too."
The butler nodded.
Jing Yu stood up, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Butler, is the master back?"
The housekeeper shook his head and said, "The master called me around 11 o'clock and said he would not be back tonight. He is now abroad. He will not be back for the next two days."
"..." Jing Yu was stunned. Then, his heart suddenly felt empty. It turned out that he was on a business trip.
She just said "oh" softly, said nothing more, and got up and went upstairs.
Lying alone on the huge bed, I tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep. Actually, after living here for a few days, I have already gotten used to living in such a big room and sleeping in such a big bed. However, tonight I felt something was wrong. The pillow didn't seem as comfortable as usual, and even the bed wasn't as soft as usual. The fragrance on the sheets seemed to have changed, and even the light outside seemed particularly dazzling.
She became inexplicably picky.
Yu Zeyao did not come back that night. The next day, Jing Yu wanted to go to the nursing home to accompany his father, but the bodyguard would not let him go.
Jingyu, who couldn't go anywhere, had to find something to do. She asked the housekeeper to buy some herbal seeds for her outside, and she cultivated them in the warm greenhouse. At least life wouldn't be so boring if there were some little things to take care of. Counting the days, it wasn't too long before the Spring Festival. I hope it will be like he said, she can go back to the hospital to work as scheduled after the Spring Festival, and Jingrong can also return to China to start making up for the missed courses. Both of their lives are back on track.
For two consecutive days, Yu Zeyao still didn't reply, and there was no news. In the evening, Jing Yu looked up his private number, but in the end, he just gave up. He put the phone back under the pillow and never dialed the number.
the other side.
Yu Zeyao and his group stayed in a special hotel. It was heavily guarded inside and outside. It was late at night, and he was still not sleepy after a busy day. His cell phone was next to him. It was a private number, and few people knew it except for a few people. He was looking forward to it ringing, after all, he had been away from Country S and his home for two days. However, in the past two days, this phone had not rang except for Wen Yanzhi calling to report Jing Rong's situation at any time.
That kind of silence made him feel that he had never been worried about her.
"Sir." At this moment, the door of the room was knocked. A solemn voice sounded outside.
Yu Zeyao came back to his senses, straightened his face, and said, "Come in."
Zhuang Yan pushed the door open and walked in. Yu Zeyao asked, "What's the matter so late?"
"Miss Mo just called."
Yu Zeyao frowned, "Did you say anything?"
"Minister Mo will also come tomorrow. Female relatives will be invited to the dinner after this meeting, so Miss Mo will come with Minister Mo tomorrow."
Yu Zeyao's expression remained calm, without any ups and downs. Finally, he nodded indifferently and replied indifferently: "I know."
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On the third day, after Jing Yu had talked to Jing Rong and she had just hung up, a call came in on her cell phone.
Jing Yu picked up the phone. Qi Jinnian's voice rang out excitedly, "Yu'er, have you watched the news?"
"What news?"
"CCAV's gossip today."
"Is there any news worth calling me to gossip about?"
"Of course!" Qi Jinnian's tone did not lower at all, "You are not really indifferent to the vice president's affairs?"
Hearing Qi Jinnian mention him, and thinking of the word "gossip" she said, Jing Yu was slightly startled. His heart tightened, and after a moment of hesitation, he asked, "Is there news about him and Miss Mo?"
"So you do care. I thought you really didn't care at all."
Jing Yu said nothing.
Qi Jinnian seemed to sense that she was in a low mood. He paused for a moment and asked tentatively, "You haven't seen it yet? Do you want me to send it to you?"
Jing Yu thought she wouldn't want to watch it. After all, she already knew all these things.
But what came out of his mouth was: "Okay, you can send it to me on WeChat later."
The two girls hung up the phone, and Jing Yu returned to the room and sat on the sofa by the window, staring at the desolate winter scenery outside the window. Qi Jinnian cared about her very much, and quickly found a news link and sent it to her, with a line of text attached, "Yu'er, ask him carefully. Don't be fooled."
Jing Yu simply replied with a "hmm".
Clicking on the news link, the first thing that caught my eye was the two of them standing side by side at a dinner attended by dignitaries from all over the world. Facing the camera, both of them were calm and composed, low-key yet dazzling.
He was wearing a black suit and a navy blue tie, while Mo Huan was wearing a blue skirt, which was simple and generous, and the two complemented each other.
The comments below the link are very neat, as if they were prearranged. They are all:
—Happiness is: your tie and my skirt.
Jing Yu silently closed the link and put the phone aside. At first, he sat on the sofa and looked at the scenery outside, but in the end, he fell crookedly on the sofa again, as if he felt that this was still not right, and fell flat on his back.
However, no matter how I adjusted my posture, my chest still felt stuffy.