The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 3247 Xiaoye was teased instead of being teased 30
This delay, from seven o'clock to eight o'clock, from eight o'clock to nine o'clock.

Yin Lu saw that Gu Qiyue didn't intend to say goodbye, so she asked the butler to prepare the guest room, took her hand and said, "July, it's getting late, go to bed early and have classes tomorrow, okay? The guest room has been arranged. Yes, Auntie will take you there."

Gu Qiyue finally couldn't help but say: "Mother Yin, hasn't the senior come back yet? He's still sick..."

"Leave him alone, thick skin, don't go to bed too late, you children."

Gu Qiyue felt even more distressed: the senior is really pitiful, his family is strict, his father doesn't love his mother, and no one pleads for him when he's sick.

Back to the guest room, after taking a shower, lying on the bed tossing and turning unable to fall asleep, pricking up her ears to listen to the movement, after lying down for an hour, she finally heard the voice of Yin’s mother talking to the senior, she immediately jumped up, ran to the door to eavesdrop, and waited The sound of footsteps gradually faded away before sneakily knocking on Leng Ye's door.

As soon as the door opened a crack, she quickly bent down and slipped under his armpit.

"Senior, are you okay?" The voice was full of distress.

Leng Ye closed the door, leaned on the wall with one hand, and stared at her condescendingly. The little kitten hasn't left yet, so why worry about him?
Can't help but want to laugh, fool, the original depression was swept away.

"Of course it's okay." It's too embarrassing to talk about the topic of annoying grandpa and uncle. Leng Ye changed the subject, scratched her neck, and smiled lazily: "What do you want to do when you come to my room in your pajamas in the middle of the night? Come and see My joke, or come to throw yourself in the arms?"

Gu Qiyue didn't notice that she was trapped in his arms, looked up at him and said distressedly: "Your family education is so strict, you will be beaten if you can't write a composition? Have you lost your fever?" He raised his hand and put it against his forehead.

It doesn't seem to be hot anymore, thank goodness.

Who said he would be beaten if he couldn't write a composition?It’s just about the strategy of governing the country. Both grandpa and uncle felt that his starting point for solving problems in this article was to put power over people’s livelihood, and they just wanted to beat him up. He calmed down all night and found that his starting point was indeed wrong. He deserved to be beaten up by his grandpa, but he didn't know what kind of domestic violence picture this little milk cat had in his mind?
Leng Ye grabbed her hand, pressed against the door casually, lowered his head, and pressed his forehead against hers.

Gu Qiyue's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly raised her eyelids, catching a tiny stream of light in his shimmering star pupils.

"Uh... Senior?"

"Don't move, I have no strength, my whole body hurts."

As expected, Gu Qiyue didn't dare to move at all, and he used his brain to open the door for her. Now that he doesn't have the strength to stand still, he subconsciously supported Leng Ye's armpits with both hands, and said in a trembling voice : "Senior, may I help you to sit on the bed?"

"I can't walk anymore." Leng Ye simply put his body weight on her, and spoke in a tone like a child who couldn't get through under strong pressure: "Our family pursues the stick method of success, but every time we close our doors and think about our mistakes... ...I also hope that someone can hug me, don't be so strict, and let you see the joke."

"I won't laugh at you." Gu Qiyue seemed to empathize: "When I was a child, I failed the exam, and my father would... I understand that feeling. Can I...can I hug you?"

Just as Leng Ye was about to say "um", there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door.

"Xiaoye, come to my study."

"Is it your father?"

"Shh..." Leng Ye smacked his lips regretfully, and rubbed his forehead against hers: "It must be an ideological education class, and it will inevitably hurt your flesh and blood. You should go back to your room and sleep, and give it to you later when you have a chance." Hug, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)