Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 677 The Modern Story (114)

"Brother, how did you and sister-in-law know each other? Are you just classmates?" Xuanyuan Jiajia asked while peeling an apple for him.

The man on the hospital bed was resting his eyes with his eyes closed. When he heard Xuanyuan Jiajia's question, he opened his eyes slightly, and a very quick and shallow smile flashed in his eyes.

The past of Chen Lingling kept playing in his mind, happy, angry, arrogant, domineering, every scene was like an imprint stuck in his heart, which couldn't be erased no matter what .

"Student...hehe." Xuanyuan Jiaye smiled lowly, "I have such a deep relationship with your sister-in-law, I can't explain a sentence or two, and you won't believe it."

Xuanyuan Jiajia looked at him with big eyes blinking, and just sat there quietly.

"Tell me, if one day I separate from your sister-in-law," Xuanyuan Jiaye looked at Tian'er outside the window, "what should I do?"

"Separate? What can we do then?" Xuanyuan Jiajia asked curiously, "It's time to get over it. Besides, why did you separate from your sister-in-law?"

His eyes were closed, Xuanyuan Jiajia couldn't see his expression clearly, she just thought he didn't want to talk anymore, but Xuanyuan Jiaye's eyes were a little desperate.
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In the Affiliated Hospital of City H, it was already night when Ai Ling woke up. She fainted at the door of the clinic. The doctor in the clinic sent her directly to the Affiliated Hospital in the next street. Not a big deal.

In the dead of summer night, Ai Ling lay in front of the window and looked down at the scenery outside the hospital. There were tall buildings and bright neon lights in front of her, colorful and colorful.

Such a colorful world fascinated Ai Ling, she closed her eyes fiercely, but Xuanyuan Jiaye was all in front of her eyes.

She wanted to call him, but when she touched her pocket, she found that the phone was missing.

Ai Ling sighed, and could only take out the last cigarette left in her pocket, and lit it in her mouth. When the nicotine got into her lungs, her mood became more stable.

She wants to have a bubble, but she is so tired now, she doesn't want to go anywhere, she just wants to stay here quietly for a while, calm and calm.

"Madam President, your phone number."

The door of the ward was pushed open suddenly, and the nurse on duty handed her the phone tremblingly. Ai Ling frowned, but still took the phone.

"Hey."

"Ling'er, where are you?" Xuanyuan Jiaye's voice was hoarse.

Ai Ling thumped in her heart, "I..."

As soon as the words came to her lips, she suddenly saw Murong Yao walk in, and Murong Yao made a shh gesture.

"I was out."

The man in the presidential car outside the hospital narrowed his eyes, "Outside?"

"Well, go for a walk by yourself." Ai Ling was afraid that he would get angry, so he didn't mention Murong Yao.

Murong Yao put the fruit on the table, stretched out two fingers to make a walking gesture, and said with his lips: I'll go first, to see Ye'er.

Ai Ling nodded, and said to the phone, "I'll go and see later..."

"Beep beep..."

The phone was hung up.

Xuanyuan Jiaye coughed violently while sitting in the car, and signaled the driver to leave, but when he looked up again, he saw Murong Yao coming out of the hospital carrying fruit, and waving at the window of Ai Ling's ward.

He glanced at Ai Ling who was standing in front of the window as if waving to Murong Yao, and the disappointment in his eyes could no longer be contained.

The car left slowly, not only pulling away the man in the car, but also shortening the distance between the two of them.

After being hung up, Ai Ling sighed helplessly, and sat down on the sofa with her eyes closed to rest her mind. It was late at night after such a blink.

(End of this chapter)