Devil's Honey Baby

Ji Zailin walked slowly over and stopped in front of Li Rumei. A pair of abyss eyes always narrowed slightly, which made the look inside unreal.

Li Rumei looked at Ji Zailin excitedly with a light of expectation in her eyes, waiting for his answer.

"Do you want to stay with me?"

The sexy voice is mixed with the slight hoarseness after smoking. Listening to it, it has a unique Saxophone depth, which makes people involuntarily immersed in it.

Ji Zailin looked at the obsession in Li Rumei's eyes, with a cold light at the bottom of his eyes, but the corners of his mouth aroused an evil smile and said, "I don't stay with useless people."

Li Rumei nodded hurriedly, "I know, I will work well. President Ji, don't worry, I will do my work well and look at you every day. I don't expect anything else."

"Good! One month probation period, let me see your ability. "

"Don't worry, I will live up to your expectations!"

Li Rumei answered firmly, and a dark light crossed the bottom of her eyes.

Jiang Fang came to the villa. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the thin and shapeless Yao Jiang on the bed. Her eyes were full of worry and love.

How long has it been? The whole person seems to have changed, haggard and out of shape.

"Yao Jiang, autumn is coming. The company is preparing the winter style. I want to see your design."

Jiang Fang knows some things, but the more she knows, the less she can mention them.

As Yao Jiang's friend, she doesn't want to see Yao Jiang like this. She hopes Yao Jiang can cheer up no matter what he meets.

Jiang Fang holds Yao Jiang's hand. The skin on it is white and transparent, and even the green tendons on her hand can be seen clearly.

"I know you like design. You are also very talented in this aspect. I want to see your better works come out."

To impress Yao Jiang with his ideal hobby and hope that Yao Jiang can cheer up. This is the purpose of Jiang Fang's coming here today.

The finger moved and the eyelashes trembled. Jiang Fang saw it and showed Yao Jiang the design scheme he brought.

"This year's winter clothes are popular in Europe and America, and our company has been focusing on this, but you know, we have been expanding the domestic market. Many women in the domestic market prefer Korean wave."

"I wonder if we can combine European and American with Korean wave this winter?"

Yao Jiang listened to Jiang Fang's words, and finally a little weak light flowed out of his empty eyes.

She moved and remembered, but her long weakness made it difficult for her to move.

Jiang Fang quickly put down the document and helped Yao Jiang up.

Yao Jiang leaned against the edge of the bed. A simple move made her pant, and even her forehead was sweating.

Jiang Fang looked at Yao Jiang's pale face. After all, she couldn't help saying something she didn't want to say, "Yao Jiang, what can you do if you torture yourself? What should have happened has happened, and you are still alive, you have to face it. "

"If you're still alive, you have to face it," Yao Jiang said. His eyelashes trembled and a hazy mist floated in his eyes.

Yes, she's still alive, she's still alive

Jiang Fang went downstairs and looked at Su Fen, who was wandering nervously at the entrance of the stairs. She came forward, "aunt Su, do you have any food? Yao Jiang is hungry. "

As soon as Su Fen heard this, her face was immediately full of joy and asked eagerly, "young lady, would you like to eat?"

Jiang Fang nodded. Su Fen seemed incredible and relieved. The whole person was happy and didn't know what to do.

But his mouth opened subconsciously, "if you are willing to eat, if you are willing to eat, thank you, Miss Jiang!"

Su Fen held Jiang Fang's hand and thanked her excitedly.

"It's all right. Yao Jiang is my friend. I feel bad to see her in such pain. Go and cook some food first." Jiang Fang also breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Fen nodded, turned and hurried to the kitchen, "OK, some, some, I do it every day. Wait, I'll bring it out right away!"

"OK, no hurry. Let me help you." Jiang Fang said and followed up. Just after taking two steps, the familiar voice came into her ear, "is she willing to eat?"

Jiang Fang looks at the door. Ji Zailin doesn't know when he will come back. At the moment, he is standing there stunned, looking at the direction of the upstairs bedroom without blinking.

Jiang Fang saw the cold on Ji Zailin's face. Others may not have noticed this time, but she still saw that Ji Zailin was thin at a glance.

She blamed Ji Zailin for seeing Yao Jiang lying in bed like a wooden man. Since a man loves this person, he should respect her instead of treating her ruthlessly.

But now, when she saw Ji Zailin's thin outline, deep eye sockets and depression all over her body, she sighed in her heart.

Love is a double-edged sword. When you hurt yourself, you also hurt each other.

Ji Zailin's doing this must be hard for him.

"Well, you'd better not see her now." Jiang Fang thought and spoke.

Now Yao Jiang can eat, but that doesn't mean Yao Jiang forgives Ji Zailin.

Ji Zailin nodded and looked at Jiang Fang with crazy eyes. At that moment, he became calm, "take care of her."

"I will."

Ji Zailin looked upstairs and turned to leave.

Jiang Fang looked at Ji Zailin's back. He was as tall and straight as he was in peacetime, but he lost his previous pride and showed a sense of decadence all over his body.

Deep pain, sadness.

"Miss Jiang, please help me with this." Su Fen's voice came from the kitchen. Jiang Fang turned around and said, "OK."

Jiang Fang and Su Fen went to the bedroom.

"Sister Fang, please open the window."

"OK."

Jiang Fang opened the curtain and the dazzling sunlight came in. Yao Jiang subconsciously narrowed his eyes, but didn't block it with his hands. He only looked at the light beams and looked at them.

Su Fen put chicken soup in a bowl and brought it to Yao Jiang.

Jiang Fang took it, "aunt Su, go out and I'll come here."

Su Fen looked at Yao Jiang. Her pale skin was transparent by the sun, as if it would disappear at any time. She was shocked.

"Yao Jiang, have a drink." Jiang Fang sat on the edge of the bed, scooped a spoonful of soup and blew it on Yao Jiang's lips.

Yao Jiang turned to look at the soup in front of him and took the spoon. "Sister Fang, I'll do it myself."

"OK." Jiang Fang paused and handed the bowl to Yao Jiang, but the moment Yao Jiang took the bowl, the bowl shook.

When Jiang Fang saw it, she quickly grabbed Yao Jiang's hand and held it steady.

"It's okay, I can." Yao Jiang's hand is still shaking. Jiang Fang is holding Yao Jiang's hand. She can clearly feel the weakness brought by this shaking.

"OK." Jiang Fang nodded and slowly pulled her hand.

Yao Jiang's hand trembled even more after she left, and the soup in the bowl shook with Yao Jiang's trembling, as if it would topple at any time.

Su Fen looked at her, and a sour feeling surged from the bottom of her heart. She hurried forward and opened her mouth painfully, "young lady, I'll feed you."

Jiang Fang stood up, stopped Su Fen and shook her head. "Aunt Su, it's okay. I believe Yao Jiang. You should also believe her."

Yao Jiang picked up the spoon, scooped it in the bowl, put it into his mouth, and drank it in small bites.

But the trembling hands all showed Yao Jiang's persistence.

Seeing this, Sufen couldn't bear to look again and turned to go out.

Jiang Fang looked at the closed and closed door. A black corner outside came into her eyes. She paused, got up, came to the door and opened a small gap.

Yao Jiang finished the soup. Jiang Fang took the bowl and said with a smile, "you haven't eaten for a long time. One bowl of soup is enough. Have something else."

Yao Jiang nodded.

After uncovering the quilt and getting out of bed, Jiang Fang saw it and hurried to help her.

However, Yao Jiang just stood up, but his face changed. As soon as he bent over, the soup he had just drunk came out.

"Yao Jiang!"

Jiang Fang looked at Yao Jiang's shaky body and hurriedly held it. The door suddenly opened and a shadow passed by. Ji Zailin hugged Yao Jiang in his arms.

Yao Jiang's stomach rolled. She couldn't control it and kept vomiting.

"Call a doctor!"

Jiang Fang was frightened. Ji Zailin's roar sounded. She reacted and ran out quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay, you'll be fine!"

Ji Zailin patted Yao Jiang on the back. All the chicken soup Yao Jiang had just drunk vomited out, and he didn't understand what happened after vomit. Yao Jiang retched in pain.

Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang and fan Qing's face. His face changed greatly. He picked up Yao Jiang and ran out with a big step.

Twenty minutes later, Ji Zailin looked at the blue and white Yao Jiang on the bed, held Yao Jiang's hand tightly, and looked at Qin Junsheng fiercely, waiting for Qin Junsheng's answer.

Qin Junsheng's face was dignified and very bad. At the same time, he also highlighted three cold words, "anorexia".

Ji Zailin was shocked and looked at Qin Junsheng motionless. His face looked very confused.

Jiang Fang looked at Yao Jiang on the bed, then looked at Qin Junsheng and said seriously, "will it be all right?"

Qin Junsheng looked at Ji Zailin, then Yao Jiang, closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his face had been cold and ruthless, "yes, but judging from the current situation, it takes time."

Qin Junsheng doesn't have to speak later. Everyone understands.

Why Yao Jiang became like this is because Ji Zailin.

If Ji Zailin lets her go, she will be fine.

This is a cruel fact.

"Let's go out." Jiang Fang looked at Ji Zailin and spoke softly.

Qin Junsheng nodded. They went out and the room was quiet.

Ji Zailin stared at Yao Jiang on the hospital bed, his eyes full of disbelief.

Yao Jiang, do you have to be so cruel?

Holding Yao Jiang's hand tightly, she put her hand to her lips, closed her eyes, and remained motionless like a sculpture.

The cell phone rang, breaking the silence of the room.

Ji Zailin slowly releases Yao Jiang and picks up his mobile phone.

"General manager Ji, Li Rumei began to move."

"What did she do?"

"There is something wrong with our project in J city."

"... well."

When the phone hung up, Ji Zailin looked at Yao Jiang on the bed, stroked Yao Jiang's face and stroked the treasure gently.

The thick eyelashes trembled faintly. Ji Zailin looked at the eyelashes that soon returned to calm, as if what he had just seen was an illusion.

The hand paused, the bottom of the eyes floated the color of defeat, half a ring, and whispered, "since this is what you want, I'll let you go."

Just, at the end of everything, there is no change in your identity as my wife!