Ye Shiyu was missing, and Ye Fan only heard of it later.
Ye Fan and Qiao Luo had a video call, and Qiao Luo said: "You care about her, people like her won't die so quickly. Didn't you say that they took the money and left? Maybe they hide somewhere to become a rich woman."
Ye Fandao: "I hope so."
But she still felt that Yiye Shiyu's character would not hide, and it would be fine if she didn't engage in wind and rain.
But now that people are gone, at least they won’t come out to harm people.
Ye Fan asked her, "Luoluo, how are you and Qiao Zhiyan now?"
Qiao Luo curled his lips: "Just like that, I still go to work every day, but we have kept our distance."
keep distance
Ye Fan was surprised: "Are you here for real?"
"Could it be false?"
But seeing Qiao Luo's relaxed appearance, not bothered by feelings at all, Ye Fan began to wonder if Qiao Luo really didn't like Qiao Zhiyan at all.
The two chatted a few more words before Ye Fan put down his phone and started to do his own thing.
She looked at Mo Wenlang who was getting in the way, thinking of what Huo Jingyan had said.
"Xiao Qi, if you stare at me like this, I wonder if you like me."
Mo Wenlang suddenly approached, shocking Ye Fan.
She said: "You are still amorous as before."
She remembered all the memories of her childhood, but unfortunately, she did not find any information about her biological father from the memory.
Mo Wenlang wore glasses and looked at her with a serious face: "Is there anything uncomfortable lately?"
Ye Fan was startled and shook his head: "I don't feel much."
Mo Wenlang: "That's good."
When the words fell, turned and left.
Ye Fan suddenly said, "Do you hate Huo Jingyan?"
Mo Wenlang paused and turned around and smiled unclearly: "Hate, I not only hate him, I also envy him."
Ye Fan didn't want to talk anymore.
She felt that it was a mistake to ask this question.
But Mo Wenlang didn't think so. Instead, he approached, somewhat injured and said, "Even you are doubting me?"
Ye Fan looked at him silently.
Mo Wenlang sneered and left.
Ye Fan pursed her lips. Who else would he be? He was the most suspicious and most motivated, but Ye Fan's instinct told her that it was not Mo Wenlang.
Alas, this kind of thing is really troublesome.
After completing the task that Mo Wenlang confessed, Ye Fan brushed the news for a while.
I mainly read news about Lu's Hospital.
Although the medical incident subsided, it still attracted the attention and dissatisfaction of netizens.
Some people think that hospitals shouldn't provide free treatment at all, and it deserves it if something goes wrong now.
Some people think that the hospital’s system is imperfect, and people have taken advantage of it. If there is one, there will be two. I hope the hospital will pay more attention to it.
Others think that the hospital must have done something, otherwise the family members will make trouble.
Whatever you say.
However, a few comments were abrupt, making Ye Fan a little uncomfortable.
[Lu's Hospital can spend 50 million to set up a XX disease fund, isn't it possible that there is no money to compensate the patient's family? Somehow people died when they came out of your hospital. What is free treatment? In the end, they didn’t die. A group of sand sculptures are still licking dogs here. Why not earn more money and honor your parents.]
There were hundreds of replies to this comment, some people agreed, some people disagreed, and it was so noisy.
Ye Fan took a deep breath and buckled the phone on the table. Such negative things affected people's emotions, so he didn't look at it.
…
Qiao Luo went to work at Qiao's as usual. Everyone knew her identity, so she was very casual in her dress, which seemed a little out of place.
During this period of time, she got acquainted with the people in the department, and she would chat and joke with people in the pantry.
"Qiao Luo, have you heard? A distinguished customer will come to our company in the afternoon. I heard that he is from Hong Kong City."
Hong Kong City
Qiao Luo, who was making coffee, was stunned when she heard these two words, because of her stunnedness, she was almost scalded by boiling water.
"Qiao Luo, are you okay, I happen to have scald medicine there, I'll get it for you."
Qiao Luo didn't feel any pain when he saw the back of his hand touched by boiling water. The words of the female colleague kept echoing in his mind.
The distinguished guest from Hong Kong, Qiao Zhiyan's fiancée.
Didn’t you say that next month
"Qiao Luo, Qiao Luo." Seeing her in a daze, the female colleague was worried, and was hesitating to tell Mr. Qiao, Qiao Luo came back to her senses.
She looked down at the back of her red hand, and at the colleague who was worried about her, and smiled relaxedly: "I'm fine, by the way, what did you just say?"
Although the female colleague was suspicious, she handed her the scald medicine and said, "When I just went downstairs, I just ran into a person from the public relations department. He said that a distinguished guest came from Hong Kong, who seemed to be a woman. "
Woman, that's right.
Qiao Luo asked: "When will you come?"
The female colleague said: "Afternoon."
Qiao Luo replied, took the coffee and scald medicine and left: "Thank you for the medicine."
Sure enough, before noon, Qiao Luo heard everyone discussing this matter.
And Qiao Zhiyan was nowhere to be seen, and he didn't know what he was doing.
Having been eating with colleagues at noon, Qiao Luo heard someone saying: "It seems that Mr. Qiao is not in the company this morning. Who is that distinguished guest from Hong Kong City? It made everyone very nervous."
"I heard that Mr. Joe is not in the company, as if he was picking up the distinguished guest in person."
Qiao Luo poked the bowl with his chopsticks, did not eat a bite of rice, absent-mindedly, actually gritted his teeth in his heart.
Picking it up in person, it's a big face.
What else to say except that she will not marry other women.
Now she's getting involved with other women again, and she's still a woman who thinks of him badly.
She really shouldn't believe him.
But what is the loss in my heart
A bad mood directly caused her to be in poor spirits throughout the afternoon. She was lying on the desk and there were people who cared about and greeted her from time to time.
"Qiao Luo, if you feel unwell, tell Qiao always go back and rest!"
There is concern, but I am still afraid that Qiao Zhiyan will blame them.
Qiao Luo lied on the desk and didn't want to move, and said dullly, "No need."
Someone saw that her condition was not right, so they hurriedly sent a message to Qiao Zhiyan's secretary, explaining Qiao Luo's situation again.
We had a morning meeting outside, and before we had time to eat, we received a call from Mr. Joe.
"No." Qiao Zhiyan refused very simply.
Mr. Qiao was also angry: "I will let you go to the airport to pick someone up. What can delay you? It's the first time a girl comes to Kyoto. You can just treat her as your partner. I have already agreed to your business. Regardless, I just ask for this, Qiao Zhiyan, do you want to rebel?"
Qiao Zhiyan said without changing her face: "She is an adult, not a three-year-old child. Is she afraid that she can't find a place, even if she can't find it, she will ask."
Father Qiao was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. The secretary glanced at the text message and showed it to Qiao Zhiyan. Qiao Zhiyan curled his eyebrows and said, "I have something to do, so I hang up."
Father Qiao quickly said: "Qiao Zhiyan, if you don't pick up people, Qiao Luo will never want to enter the door of Qiao's house in this life."
Qiao Zhiyan hung up the phone and looked at the secretary with sharp eyes: "You go to the airport to pick someone up."
secretary:"???"
When he reacted, Qiao Zhiyan drove away on his own.
"..."
The secretary who was sprayed exhausted was messy in the wind.