Mischievous Love: Don't Mess With Your Royal Highness

Chapter 288 Breaking Up (15)

Qiao Yu hasn't been to work at the "Flower Rain" magazine for the past two days. She has already asked the editor-in-chief's aunt for leave.

In her mobile phone, there have been calls from Mu Yinshen for the past two days, but she has not answered.Finally, simply shut down.

Mu Yinshen called home again, but Qiao Yu always refused to listen. Feila had no choice but to think that the two had quarreled.

It's just that he had no choice but to ask Mu Yinshen to call back later, and came to persuade his daughter again.

However, Qiao Yu persuaded her mother to stop talking, she knew what to do.

Two mornings later, when Qiao Yu was going to the hospital, she went downstairs again.Mu Yinshen stopped in front of her.

"Little..., I want to talk to you."

"I have nothing to talk to you about. If Yu Xiang doesn't wake up, you don't want to see you either."

Her arm tightened suddenly, and he pulled her figure who was about to leave.

"How can you forgive me?" He looked at her anxiously and asked.

"Let's talk about it after Yu Xiang wakes up."

She turned her face, but did not turn around. She shook off his hand and ran away.

When Qiao Yu came to the hospital, she took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

Today is an important day for Yuxiang, the day when his concert starts.

However, Yu Xiang was still in a coma.Will Yu Xiang's first solo concert at 07:30 tonight go smoothly?
In the past two days, with the hard work of the staff of the music studio day and night, the venue of the opera house was re-established.

Although there are still some small canthus compared to the previous ones, it is already commendable.Lighting, sets, props, all the best possible!

When she came outside the ward, she comforted Mama Yu, who had been guarding her for most of the night, to go back to rest.She walked into the ward quietly by herself.

The drip in front of the hospital bed was still dripping down the rubber tube leading to his wrist.

His breathing was still quiet, his delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyelashes, as long as butterfly wings, covered nearly half of his gentle eyelids.

"Yu Xiang, it's your concert tonight. Don't be lazy anymore, get up quickly.

Otherwise, we will laugh at you.It’s not good to release pigeons as big as everyone else, it’s not like your style at all.”

(End of this chapter)