The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 236 Did You Bring The IOU?
After scanning the content of the information, Qiao Yiyuan switched the phone to airplane mode and put it on the bedside table, changed into home clothes and went to bed and lay down, just staring at the ceiling with unblinking eyes.

"..."

After a slight and lengthy sigh, there was the rustle of turning over, Qiao Yiyuan closed his eyes to catch up on sleep.

After waiting for a long time without Qiao Yiyuan's reply, Meng Yao not only had clear eyes, but even her lovely face was full of disappointment.

Mr. Qiao must be very angry...

Putting the phone under the pillow, Meng Yao pulled up the quilt to take a nap.

In the space where Meng Yao slept, there were reports on the Internet that Meng Yao was injured and hospitalized, and there were photos to testify.

Meng Yao's fans ran to her Weibo to check, but they didn't see any news about her injury.

Meng Yao doesn't update her blog often, the latest one is the official announcement of joining the national team.

Twilight falls.

Meng Yao, who was in a deep sleep, suddenly sat up from the bed. This big movement hurt the injury on her waist, causing her to frown and moan in pain, but her mind was still stuck in the last scene of the dream.

She actually dreamed of kissing Mr. Joe!
It is said that she thinks day by day and dreams at night, but she never thought about it, how could she have such a dream that makes people feel ashamed even thinking about it?
Meng Yao stretched out her hand to caress her left waist, it still hurt a lot, but she felt some bulging stuff on it, and it was still warm, it should be that a nurse came to help her apply it when she was still sleeping.

The door of the ward was pushed open from outside to inside.

Meng Yao looked up and saw the handsome face of the person standing at the door, she opened her mouth slightly in surprise.

Mr. Joe...?
Qiao Yiyuan, who was wearing a black coat, walked in with a thermos cup in one hand, and closed the door behind his back with his gloved left hand.

In the process of watching Qiao Yiyuan walk in, Meng Yao's expression changed, and her face was still a little hot, because thinking of the kissing scene in the dream, it was really embarrassing to face the real person!

Qiao Yiyuan, who had already walked to the hospital bed, saw her cautious look, put the thermos cup on the cabinet and asked her, "Your expression doesn't mean you don't want to see me coming."

"No... nothing." Meng Yao scratched the back of her head and smiled awkwardly, her eyes glanced at the thermos cup on the cabinet, "I happened to be hungry, and Mr. Qiao came just in time."

"It's left over from my drink." He took off the gloves on his hands and put them in his coat pocket as he spoke, staring at her face faintly, seeing her little movements of pouting but not daring to do so openly, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth secretly .

"To tease you, it was prepared by Auntie Clock for you."

Seeing him open the lid of the thermos, Meng Yao took the opportunity to ask him, "Mr. Qiao, did you bring that... IOU?"

Qiao Yiyuan poured a bowl of soup for her, deliberately making things difficult for her, "This time there are three games, you still have the nerve to ask me for an IOU, I haven't asked you for more."

Meng Yao, who took the soup with both hands, thanked him. She was embarrassed when she heard his words, and said in a low voice embarrassedly, "Then I will get so much bonus..."

Not a champion...

"What's the percentage of your bonus?" Qiao Yiyuan sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, folded his long legs and looked at her.

"The coach said that 60.00% of the game prize money belongs to the athletes, coaches, team members, team members and tax deductions." Meng Yao looked at him and said.

Qiao Yiyuan originally wanted to ask how much she got for the endorsement fee, but after hearing about her competition bonus ratio, she no longer wanted to ask. The endorsement fee could only be a little more than the competition bonus.

"Why are you looking at me stupidly? Drink soup."

"Oh." Meng Yao hurriedly lowered her head.

Qiao Yiyuan watched her drinking soup for a while, then moved his gaze down to her left waist.

"..."

The phone rang suddenly, Qiao Yiyuan took out the phone from his coat pocket to check the call, got up and walked out of the ward to answer the phone.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)