After we broke up, a big boss in the Beijing circle kidnapped me to get my certificate.

Chapter 55: Don’t be too active
Ye Zehong looked down and saw the tears filling her eyes clearly, and his heart softened.

His big warm hands caressed her back and coaxed softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I will always be by your side."

Lu Yao recalled the scene of being close to death in the car, her stomach suddenly turned upside down, and nausea rose into her throat.

His body couldn't stop trembling.

Ye Zehong lowered his body and hugged her completely, warming her body.

She closed her eyes and tried not to think about it.

It took a while for her to calm down.

He asked softly in her ear: "Do you want to eat something? Or drink something hot?"

She nodded gently against his chest.

He released the hand holding her and brought over the porridge that had been prepared on the side.

Lu Yao was surprised. She didn't expect him to be prepared in advance.

She reached out to take it, but she saw him taking a spoon, scooping up a mouthful of white porridge, blowing on it, and feeding it to her mouth.

She ducked back a little embarrassed and whispered, "I'd better do it myself."

Ye Zehong stared at her and said, "The doctor said that you need to rest in bed and not move too much."

Lu Yao was stunned for a second and then said ruthlessly: "You must be that doctor."

Ye Zehong chuckled, put the porridge to her mouth again, and motioned for her to open her mouth.

Lu Yao hesitated for three seconds, then slowly opened her mouth and took a mouthful of white porridge.

The porridge didn't have any seasoning, but she tasted sweet.

Her restless heart was also soothed.

buzzing...

The cell phone placed on the table rang at an inappropriate time, and the caller ID was "Wan'er Baby".

Lu Yao's heart suddenly became cold.

Ye Zehong didn't seem to hear and continued to feed Lu Yao white porridge.

Lu Yao got emotional, lay back, shut up and refused to eat the white porridge he fed.

The ring tone of the incoming call kept ringing, making Lu Yao feel agitated.She said in a cold tone: "Your fiancée is looking for you, you shouldn't answer the phone. This makes me feel like a shady mistress. After all, we have..."

Ye Zehong raised his hand and pressed her lips to prevent her from saying the word "break up" again, feeling panicked in his heart.

After staring at her for a long time, he asked calmly: "Do you really want to push me to other women?"

Lu Yao looked into his eyes, opened her mouth, and chose to remain silent.

The two have broken up.

She had no position to say anything.

She lowered the bed, closed her eyes, and gave him an answer with actions.

Silence is the most silent cry.

Ye Zehong stood by the bed, looking down at her face, knowing very well that she was pretending to sleep.

She wanted to rest, but he chose not to disturb her.

He helped her tuck the quilt and walked out of the ward quietly.

The moment the ward door closed.

Lu Yao suddenly opened her eyes and stared blankly at the closed door of the ward. Her breathing became difficult and there was a dull pain in her heart.

……

Ye Zehong came out of the hospital and went home directly.

First, I printed three copies of the information, sealed them, and then arranged for my subordinates to deliver them to three people respectively.

After receiving the information, two of them immediately set off to Qiao's house.

Qiao Wanliang looked at the two people who were in a panic and yelled impatiently: "What important matter is worthy of disturbing me in the middle of the night?"

Fu Yunshan looked down at the portfolio and was about to hand it over with trembling hands when Qiao Waner walked in with a courier and said in a clear voice: "Dad, I have your courier."

Hearing this, Fu Yunshan and Huo Hongsheng looked at each other with fear on their faces.

Qiao Wanliang took the express delivery and opened it disapprovingly, pulled out the information and read two pages, his face darkened.

Qiao Waner glanced at the wound on Qiao Wanliang's head and noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere. She asked curiously: "Dad, what kind of information is it? Why does your face look so bad..."

(End of this chapter)