419 Lovers: President Leng's Crazy Night

It was none other than Yu Haoran with a gentle face. The rimless glasses brought out his delicacy even more, but for the first time in the interlacing of shadows, he completely exposed his cold temperament.

He raised his thin lips, hugged the woman beside him tighter, and raised his jaw to silently declare his ownership.

Sophia still had that gentle and graceful smile, she said:

"Really, goodbye."

Then he turned around and walked further and further away from the man. He stretched out his arms to grab, scattered the figures but couldn't grab the hand of the man he wanted to hold. [

Su Jinran woke up from a dream, sweating profusely, her phone vibrated beside her pillow every day, and the caller ID showed Qinghai Yun.

He was still a little dizzy, rubbed his forehead, and found the phone after a while, got up and leaned against the head of the bed, looked at the phone number but didn't answer it for a long time.

The phone vibrated like a bee in the palm of his hand, and the bright light on the screen made his eyes flicker. He thought for a while before saying:

"After 5 in the morning, you better have a good explanation."

Qinghai Yun never thought that he would call him at this time, but now the question is not whether he wants to or not, but that he must tell him, he paused, and said in a calm voice:

"Master Jin, the old lady is critically ill."

Critically ill?

Su Jinran's heart skipped a beat, everything fell silent, and a moment later his heart beat like a drumstick.

Nervousness came up with a trace of fear in an instant, and the panic that hadn't dissipated in the dream seemed to surge up along with the sudden news.

I was not at peace in my heart, but I was not very willing to believe it, because I subconsciously felt that such a strong and tough man could suddenly be critically ill.

He hasn't done anything to him yet, how could he be dying?

What's more, he went to find Su Mumu yesterday afternoon, and from the little girl's mouth, he didn't seem like a person who would suddenly be critically ill.

Su Jinran comforted herself, tried to calm herself down, fiddled with the broken hair on her forehead, narrowed her eyes,

"What disease?"

Qinghai Yun moistened her lips,

"a lot of."

He glanced at the hospital bed>

"After all, I am old and my body has been hollowed out."

Su Jinran hummed, thinking that the old man seemed to be quite old indeed. [

He sighed from the bottom of his heart,

"What did the old man say?"

"The old lady wants to see you." Qing Haiyun's tone became more serious, and he lowered his tone.

"He also wants to see Missy."

Su Jinran was silent and didn't speak for a while, Qinghai Yun also held his breath over there, for fear that the newly promoted young master would throw out a word of disapproval if he got angry,

After all, although his relationship with the old man is not as indifferent and rigid as before, it doesn't seem to be much cordial now.

Su Jinran pondered for a while, then lifted the quilt and got up,

"Which hospital?"

Qing Haiyun said the address, and he was relieved when he heard the answer and hung up the phone.

Turning to look at the hospital bed>

His palms are on the bed>

"Well, did he agree?"

Qinghai Yun looked at his master helplessly, and twitched the corner of his mouth:

"Master Jin just asked which hospital you were in, but he didn't say whether he wanted to come or not."