Domineering is addictive, Boss don't mess around

Chapter 145
In fact, what she wanted to ask was not this question, but the thing that bothered her the most.

"You Jiaxin...where is she?" You Ruoxi took a deep breath and summoned up her courage to ask.

From her coma until now, nothing about her sister has been heard.

Feng Mohan hesitated for a moment, and confessed to her: "She lives in the same place as Tao Fan now, I won't do anything to her for the time being, I'll talk about it after you recover."

He was already a little worried about You Jiaxin, but now that You Ruoxi brought it up, he was even more afraid that she would think wildly.

However, You Ruoxi didn't react too excitedly when she heard the answer, but leaned against the bedside to take a nap with a calm expression and no big ups and downs.

She said softly: "Okay, I see. It's late now, and I want to rest."

"Yeah." Seeing her calm reaction, Feng Mohan calmed down a little, raised his hand to turn off the light in the room, walked out of the bedroom and closed the door, leaving her a quiet environment to rest.

There are bodyguards standing outside the door, maids, doctors and nurses are also nearby, as long as You Ruoxi needs anything, she can go there in time.

"How are the two of them doing now?" Feng Mohan straightened his loose nightgown, turned his head slightly, and asked Butler Li next to him.

The two people he asked were You Jiaxin and Tao Fan.

"Master, there is nothing unusual about them, and the food we delivered was eaten on time, and they seem to be very cooperative." Li Butler replied truthfully.

"Keep keeping them there."

"Yes, young master, are you going back to the bedroom to rest?" Butler Li accepted the order respectfully, and then asked carefully.

The room next door to You Ruoxi is Feng Mohan's big bedroom, but because of the layout, they are next to each other, and you need to go through a long corridor to get to his bedroom door.

Feng Mohan thought for a moment and then changed direction: "Let's go to the study. The company's affairs have not been dealt with yet. Mu Qing and several other assistant secretaries seem to have accumulated a lot of to-do items."

"Yes, master, I'll have someone prepare some supper. Recently, a batch of high-quality coffee beans have been shipped from Italy. I'll have someone make a cup of freshly ground coffee and send it to the study." Li Butler watched Feng Mohan grow up Yes, getting along with him is not too restrained, and I know his preferences very well.

"Well, you go get ready." Feng Mohan stopped, and suddenly remembered that his laptop had been left in You Ruoxi's bedroom, so he asked Butler Li to do the work first, while he turned around and went back to the room.

He was worried that she was asleep, so he didn't knock on the door, but opened it carefully, keeping the noise to a minimum.

However, the moment he opened the door, he froze at the door.

Slight sobbing and choking came from inside, obviously suppressed emotions, appearing sad and lonely in the dark night.

The light from outside startled the people in the room, and the crying stopped abruptly.

"Who?" You Ruoxi's hoarse and crying voice sounded.

Feng Mohan felt depressed and uncomfortable.

Instead of turning on the light, he walked in and closed the door.

"Me." His magnetic voice entered You Ruoxi's ears in the darkness.

"Why are you back?" You Ruoxi tried hard to restrain her emotions, but she couldn't control the choked sobs in her throat.

The curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows were not drawn, Feng Mohan took advantage of the very faint moonlight and walked over to the bed, his eyes fixed on the bed.

But the quilt was lifted, and there was no one on it.

You Ruoxi is not on the bed.

Following the slight sound of crying, Feng Mohan walked a little bit inside, only to find a thin black figure sitting on the ground, hugging his knees with his hands, curled up in the corner of the room.

Her trembling shoulders made Feng Mohan's heart ache.

"I..." He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say on such an occasion, and his mouth felt a little sour.

You Ruoxi didn't change her posture, and continued to shrink there without saying a word.

"Come and get something." Feng Mohan's body was stiff here, the soles of his feet seemed to be stuck with glue, and he didn't know whether to walk over or take the notebook and leave.

He didn't know how to comfort a woman at all.

You Ruoxi still didn't answer, she didn't intend to talk to Feng Mohan, but would make sobbing sounds from time to time, echoing in the boundless and lonely night.

Feng Mohan sighed softly, and finally walked in front of her, squatted down and opened his thin lips and asked softly, "Is your head not hurting?"

"Ah."

Her deep voice made the word drag out a long syllable, which sounded like a baby, but also made people feel distressed.

"why cry?"

After Feng Mohan asked this sentence, he didn't get her answer, so he couldn't help but wonder in his heart if he shouldn't ask like this.

"Is it really... You Jiaxin and Tao Fan joined forces to design... that kind of thing?" When You Ruoxi said this, it seemed that she had exhausted all her strength.

She covered her face in front of her knees and let the tears fall down.

The feeling of being betrayed by someone close to her was so desperate that her heart seemed to be torn apart.

"Is your forehead not hurting?" Feng Mohan's deep hand was hanging in the air, he wanted to take it back, but in the end he gently placed it on her shoulder.

The familiar aura unique to him gradually lingered around You Ruoxi's nostrils, and the small pressure on the shoulders seemed like an invisible pillar, allowing You Ruoxi to find a vent.

Her most helpless side was discovered by Feng Mohan, and the more she wanted to be strong, the more she felt vulnerable and vulnerable.

"I don't believe it, why did You Jiaxin treat me like this? In this world, the two of us depend on each other... Actually, after seeing Tao Fan again, I knew something must have happened to my parents who had disappeared for four years. I only have her A relative, why, why? Did I not take good care of her?" You Ruoxi raised her head, tears streaming down her face.

Those wounded, confused and innocent eyes were filled with tears, Feng Mohan's heart suddenly searched, and it was difficult to breathe as if someone had strangled his throat.

He hugged You Ruoxi into his arms forcefully, and sat on the ground with her.

Before You Ruoxi knew the truth about her life experience, she at least thought that she had relatives who could be her spiritual support.

But now, Feng Mohan didn't know what to do, whether to comfort her or tell her that You Jiaxin was not her relative at all?

The woman in his arms made him feel panic and distressed, so he could only hold her tighter.

"No, you've done a good job. It's not your fault that You Jiaxin harbored evil intentions." He comforted her gently.

(End of this chapter)