Chapter 1788

Yu Zeyao didn't look at her any more. He opened the door and went out. The door was slammed.

In such a quiet night, the sound is very loud. It was like hitting Jingyu's heart. It was stuffy and depressing.

She had wanted to wait for him to come back and ask about her father, but now it seems that she can't ask her this evening.

She was lying in a big soft bed with her clothes in disorder, and there was no movement for a moment. Until she was sure he would not come back, her eyes on the door gradually receded.

He grabbed the quilt and covered his stiff body.

Eyes to the ceiling, and then slowly holding the quilt from the bed half sit up.

If you just move like this, there is still a dull pain somewhere in the body.

She rested for a while, the whole person really relaxed, just got out of bed and picked up a new set of pajamas and walked into the bathroom. When I took a bath, I found that there was a faint blood thread between my legs.

His action just now, fierce and strong, stabbed deeply, more painful than last time.

When Jingyu recalled his rough appearance, he was more sad than angry. Perhaps, she is still looking forward to being tender to him, rather than really turning it into a deal or a game for him to entertain.

the other side.

Yu Zeyao went back to his room.

Instead of turning on the light, he just stood on the terrace, lit a cigarette and smoked. Looking from the terrace, the light in the next room is still on.

She had only drawn the single curtain now, and he could see her moving.

In his mind, he unconsciously came up with the appearance of her wet eyes. Love with him is such a painful thing for her?

However, even today, during the day, he even felt confident that she did not feel nothing about herself. Now I think of it, but I feel that my self-confidence is a little ridiculous.

She is a dead hearted person, probably, even like a person is also dead hearted.

Yu Zeyao took another puff of smoke, put out the cigarette end heavily, turned back to his room and called the housekeeper downstairs.

after a little treatment with a hot towel, Jing Yu came out of the bath feeling more comfortable, and his body was not as painful as it had just been.

However, the stomach is a little uncomfortable. These days three meals are not good, the stomach upset bad. She turned her head to look at the head of the bed, but there was no water in the glass.

Sigh and finally put the pill down. If you go out now, you may meet him again. After what happened just now, it was a little embarrassing to meet at once.

Jingyu is thinking, just at this moment, the door of the room is knocked again.

She subconsciously looked up and heard the housekeeper's voice ring again at the door, "Miss Jing, are you asleep?"

"Not yet."

Jingyu gets up and opens the door. The housekeeper was followed by a servant.

"Good evening, Miss Jing." The housekeeper respectfully said hello and directed the servant to push the dining car in.

"Thank you for your trouble." Jingyu thanks. She's really hungry now.

The housekeeper said with a smile: "it was the gentleman who specially ordered us to deliver it, and also told the kitchen to make a good digestion meal. Miss Jing, try it to see if it's right. If it doesn't, we'll make another one. "

Jing Yu was stunned.

His eyes fell on those delicate delicacies, and his heart was a little irresistible. He is such a careful person, just why and inexplicably so angry?

She sat down and took a sip. I'm worried, and I haven't tasted it.

The housekeeper stood aside and looked at her expression and asked tentatively, "Miss Jing, how does it taste? Is it still to your taste? "

Jingyu just regained his mind and squeezed out a faint smile, "well, it tastes good."

"That's good. Before you came here, Mr. Jing listed all the dishes you like. I guess Miss Jing will like them all. "

Jing Yu's heart again passed a trace of waves, she looked at those meals, dubious, "he personally listed it?"

"Well."

"By the way..." Jing Yu looked at the housekeeper with warm eyes, "is your husband in a bad mood tonight?"

"No The housekeeper thought for a while and then said, "I'm in a good mood when I come back. Since Ms. Jing came, the first thing Mr. Jing does every time he comes back is to care whether you have a good sleep and a good meal. It's the second time I've seen my husband be so attached to a person. "

The second time

Jing Yu thought over these three words and took a sip of the soup, as if asking casually, "did she do the same to others before?"

"The first time was our husband's mother." The housekeeper was afraid of her misunderstanding, so he quickly returned: "Mr. is very filial. He is very kind to his wife."

Jingyu nods.

There is no doubt about this. She felt it, too.Jingyu asked nothing more. Probably because of the filling in her stomach, she felt a little better than just now.

The housekeeper did not linger in the room, but led the servant out. As soon as they left, Jingyu was the only one left in the room. Looking at the meal in front of her, she was slightly distracted.

Since he came back in a good mood, how could he be so uncertain in front of himself? She was only sleeping, and she would not have offended him by sleeping.

Jingyu is full of wishful thinking, and doesn't notice that his whole mind is on that bad man who loses his temper.

The next day.

Jingyu got up early in the morning, put on her clothes and was ready to go to the hospital. She wanted to rearrange her class and try to find time to see Jing Rong. What's more, it's good that Jing Rong lives in Yu Zeyao's Hospital, but it's too far away from her, so she has to transfer Jing Rong to another hospital.

In addition, they also have Dr. Fu Yichen in beisiyuan hospital. Let Dr. Fu give Jing Rong another consultation, she will be calm.

Jingyu went downstairs with the bag in his hand. There was no man in the hall.

"Good morning, Miss Jing." The housekeeper said hello to her.

"Good morning."

Jingyu nodded. Put down your bag and walk into the dining room. He's not in the restaurant.

He is so busy that he must have left.

She lay in bed last night and thought for a whole night. She felt that she should have a good talk with him about last night. Anyway, Jingrong was saved by him.

However, I didn't expect such a chance today.

The housekeeper seemed to see her mind, while commanding the servant to place the meal, he said: "Sir is usually very busy. He went out early this morning."

"Oh." Jingyu light should a, no more language, only quiet breakfast. After all, he is the vice president, and natural things are heavy.

It seems that no matter what happened to Jingrong and his father or last night, we can only talk to him at night.

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