Chapter 44
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The car drove out of Ling Dongming's house for a while. Ling Han saw a white figure sitting on the balcony on the second floor from the side mirror. His two slender legs swayed and swayed, as if he were about to fall in the next second. He suddenly felt nervous.
"What are you doing sitting on the balcony? I'm dying?"
He closed the door and lost control of his roar.
The swinging legs on the balcony suddenly stagnated and slowly retracted under his furious eyes.
When Ling Han ran up to the second floor, someone who caused the accident had climbed down from the balcony and stood still. He looked like he had done something wrong and stood in the bedroom with his head down.
When the breeze blows, the white lace skirt looks like a piece of yarn, and the softness is like a feather.
"I always stay on the balcony and nothing happens."
She gave a grunt of grievance.
Ling cold face,
"If you do this again in the future, I'll have the balcony sealed and the sun won't let you see."
"You don't know later. Anyway, you don't come to see me much."
Still stubborn, a look of ignorance of heaven and earth.
Facing such a headache left over by history, Ling Han breathed out helplessly,
"Arbor will bring the luggage in the evening. Open the door for him. I'll work overtime. If I'm late, I'll go out to eat by myself and order takeout."@^^$
Ye Huanyan's luggage has been moved, and arbor naturally doesn't want to send it to her.
That's Linghan.
Her cloudy face turned sunny in an instant, and the speed of the change made Ling Han suspect that she had been deliberately.
"Really?" Without waiting for his response, he rushed to speak, "you have said I heard, big men can't repent, repentance is bastard."
It's obviously voluntary. Being said by her like this seems to mean being forced! $*!
Ling Han had a strange look in his eyes. He was too lazy to talk to her again, and turned around and walked downstairs.
Before walking downstairs, there was a sound of kicking and trotting behind.
"I want to go back to work tomorrow."
After the car accident, ye Huanyan was too hit and had not worked for two months.
Hearing the sound, Ling Han turned around. At the bedroom door, ye Huanyan's long lost smile was bright and bright. Compared with the warm spring sun outside the window behind her, it was more dizzy. Lined with that white skirt, the whole person seemed to glow, flashing a faint halo.
The white nightdress was a little transparent. In the backlight, I saw two straight and slender legs.
It's too hot. Why don't you turn on the air conditioner at home?
Ling Han thought so at that time.
At that time, it was a year and a half ago. In early April, there were people on the street who couldn't stand the cold wearing cotton padded jackets.
A year and a half ago, ye Huanyan's purity was almost a qualitative word in Ling Han's eyes, and it had never changed in ten years. From her high school uniform, to the College Club, to going to work for fun, to Ling Dongming's accidental death, she changed from a general secretary of Ling to another general secretary of Ling.
Even though her dressing style is quite different from that when she first met ten years ago, and even under the guidance and advice of such influential business figures as Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan, she is already an existence that can't be underestimated by people. Even without the big tree of Ling family, she has changed any company, and no one can replace her.
It is undeniable that during the period when ye Huanyan was attacked from behind, even if ye Huanyan didn't help him too much, after the tedious and complex work, a cup of refreshing coffee was brought to you in the early morning of the night to help you adjust the lamp to a more comfortable distance, or raise the temperature of the air conditioner. Even if Ling Han didn't admit that he had been attracted to ye Huanyan before, and that there was a real two person world where they lived day and night, He didn't want to give her to anyone else.
Even without ye Huanyan's mistakes later.
Thoughts become more and more jumbled, and have become a mess.
He felt the pocket of his suit, felt for cigarettes, remembered that this was the ward, glanced at ye Huanyan, who was sleeping, stood up, looked for a lighter and turned to the door of the ward.
"Don't go..."
A damp warmth came from the palm of a hand hanging on the side of the body.
His turning movement was stiff, and his other hand was also stiff in his chest. He paused for a few seconds, slowly put down the hand that had touched the lighter, and his foot that had stepped out for a step was also retracted.
Ye Huanyan's face had fine beads of sweat and a severe fever. The doctor said in advance that it was a normal symptom, and he would be fine if he sweated. At the moment, the hand in his palm was very hot, sweaty and sticky, but he was reluctant to let go.
Ye Huanyan didn't know that every time she was exhausted and fell asleep, there was always a figure of him coming from the bedroom door after taking a bath. Sometimes he came once a night, sometimes twice, sometimes he didn't walk for a long time.
Ling Han's insomnia day after day began half a year ago when he returned from a business trip.
The next morning, ye Huanyan woke up in the hospital with Ling Han sitting on his side. Her hand was firmly held by her. She stared and suddenly pulled her hand back. This action woke him up.
He slowly opened his eyes, frowned, and stared at her without saying a word.
Ye Huanyan held his forehead, as if in a dream, got up from the bed and leaned against the head of the bed, "why am I here, you... You..."
"You can drown in a bath. Now what are you playing with me, amnesia?"
As soon as the cold voice came out, it pressed down the gentle turnover of last night and never mentioned it again.
She froze all over, shrinking back nervously, and asked cautiously, "did you send me?"
"Then you have to be in the water until I go home."
He stood up and glanced at her. "The doctor will come later. If you have nothing to do, go home and stay."
"Where are you going?"
Her confused voice came from behind. Her vocal cords were slightly damaged and her fever made her hoarse.
"Without a secretary, the company will still operate. Without a boss, employees will drink the West and north wind?"
She opened her mouth and swallowed the sentence 'can you accompany me for a while' after all.
The doctor came for an examination, and all physical indicators were normal, so he could be discharged normally.
"Don't worry, Miss ye, you can have a rest for a while. It's still early now. You may not be able to get a taxi out."
The doctor warned with concern.
"Then thank you."
"You're welcome, you should."
A pair of cold eyes, outside the observation window of the ward, gradually softened their eyes.
When I left the hospital, my mobile phone rang. It was arbor.
"Mr. Ling, the servants' wages have been paid. It will take two days for the new servants to find a new one, or at least keep two first? They are still in your house and say they want to explain to you when you go back."
Ling Han frowned, "what's Ling's name? The one who stays, and the others are all blown away."
With these words, he raised his wrist and looked, "after 20 minutes, let them disappear with people and things."
Before 8 o'clock, ye Huanyan left the hospital. The taxi she picked up at the roadside was not in the rush hour. There was no traffic jam on the road. She got home in 20 minutes and asked the driver to wait at the door for a while. She entered the house to get the money.
As soon as I entered the room, I felt inexplicably different.
There seems to be something missing, a little lonely.
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The car drove out of Ling Dongming's house for a while. Ling Han saw a white figure sitting on the balcony on the second floor from the side mirror. His two slender legs swayed and swayed, as if he were about to fall in the next second. He suddenly felt nervous.
"What are you doing sitting on the balcony? I'm dying?"
He closed the door and lost control of his roar.
The swinging legs on the balcony suddenly stagnated and slowly retracted under his furious eyes.
When Ling Han ran up to the second floor, someone who caused the accident had climbed down from the balcony and stood still. He looked like he had done something wrong and stood in the bedroom with his head down.
When the breeze blows, the white lace skirt looks like a piece of yarn, and the softness is like a feather.
"I always stay on the balcony and nothing happens."
She gave a grunt of grievance.
Ling cold face,
"If you do this again in the future, I'll have the balcony sealed and the sun won't let you see."
"You don't know later. Anyway, you don't come to see me much."
Still stubborn, a look of ignorance of heaven and earth.
Facing such a headache left over by history, Ling Han breathed out helplessly,
"Arbor will bring the luggage in the evening. Open the door for him. I'll work overtime. If I'm late, I'll go out to eat by myself and order takeout."@^^$
Ye Huanyan's luggage has been moved, and arbor naturally doesn't want to send it to her.
That's Linghan.
Her cloudy face turned sunny in an instant, and the speed of the change made Ling Han suspect that she had been deliberately.
"Really?" Without waiting for his response, he rushed to speak, "you have said I heard, big men can't repent, repentance is bastard."
It's obviously voluntary. Being said by her like this seems to mean being forced! $*!
Ling Han had a strange look in his eyes. He was too lazy to talk to her again, and turned around and walked downstairs.
Before walking downstairs, there was a sound of kicking and trotting behind.
"I want to go back to work tomorrow."
After the car accident, ye Huanyan was too hit and had not worked for two months.
Hearing the sound, Ling Han turned around. At the bedroom door, ye Huanyan's long lost smile was bright and bright. Compared with the warm spring sun outside the window behind her, it was more dizzy. Lined with that white skirt, the whole person seemed to glow, flashing a faint halo.
The white nightdress was a little transparent. In the backlight, I saw two straight and slender legs.
It's too hot. Why don't you turn on the air conditioner at home?
Ling Han thought so at that time.
At that time, it was a year and a half ago. In early April, there were people on the street who couldn't stand the cold wearing cotton padded jackets.
A year and a half ago, ye Huanyan's purity was almost a qualitative word in Ling Han's eyes, and it had never changed in ten years. From her high school uniform, to the College Club, to going to work for fun, to Ling Dongming's accidental death, she changed from a general secretary of Ling to another general secretary of Ling.
Even though her dressing style is quite different from that when she first met ten years ago, and even under the guidance and advice of such influential business figures as Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan, she is already an existence that can't be underestimated by people. Even without the big tree of Ling family, she has changed any company, and no one can replace her.
It is undeniable that during the period when ye Huanyan was attacked from behind, even if ye Huanyan didn't help him too much, after the tedious and complex work, a cup of refreshing coffee was brought to you in the early morning of the night to help you adjust the lamp to a more comfortable distance, or raise the temperature of the air conditioner. Even if Ling Han didn't admit that he had been attracted to ye Huanyan before, and that there was a real two person world where they lived day and night, He didn't want to give her to anyone else.
Even without ye Huanyan's mistakes later.
Thoughts become more and more jumbled, and have become a mess.
He felt the pocket of his suit, felt for cigarettes, remembered that this was the ward, glanced at ye Huanyan, who was sleeping, stood up, looked for a lighter and turned to the door of the ward.
"Don't go..."
A damp warmth came from the palm of a hand hanging on the side of the body.
His turning movement was stiff, and his other hand was also stiff in his chest. He paused for a few seconds, slowly put down the hand that had touched the lighter, and his foot that had stepped out for a step was also retracted.
Ye Huanyan's face had fine beads of sweat and a severe fever. The doctor said in advance that it was a normal symptom, and he would be fine if he sweated. At the moment, the hand in his palm was very hot, sweaty and sticky, but he was reluctant to let go.
Ye Huanyan didn't know that every time she was exhausted and fell asleep, there was always a figure of him coming from the bedroom door after taking a bath. Sometimes he came once a night, sometimes twice, sometimes he didn't walk for a long time.
Ling Han's insomnia day after day began half a year ago when he returned from a business trip.
The next morning, ye Huanyan woke up in the hospital with Ling Han sitting on his side. Her hand was firmly held by her. She stared and suddenly pulled her hand back. This action woke him up.
He slowly opened his eyes, frowned, and stared at her without saying a word.
Ye Huanyan held his forehead, as if in a dream, got up from the bed and leaned against the head of the bed, "why am I here, you... You..."
"You can drown in a bath. Now what are you playing with me, amnesia?"
As soon as the cold voice came out, it pressed down the gentle turnover of last night and never mentioned it again.
She froze all over, shrinking back nervously, and asked cautiously, "did you send me?"
"Then you have to be in the water until I go home."
He stood up and glanced at her. "The doctor will come later. If you have nothing to do, go home and stay."
"Where are you going?"
Her confused voice came from behind. Her vocal cords were slightly damaged and her fever made her hoarse.
"Without a secretary, the company will still operate. Without a boss, employees will drink the West and north wind?"
She opened her mouth and swallowed the sentence 'can you accompany me for a while' after all.
The doctor came for an examination, and all physical indicators were normal, so he could be discharged normally.
"Don't worry, Miss ye, you can have a rest for a while. It's still early now. You may not be able to get a taxi out."
The doctor warned with concern.
"Then thank you."
"You're welcome, you should."
A pair of cold eyes, outside the observation window of the ward, gradually softened their eyes.
When I left the hospital, my mobile phone rang. It was arbor.
"Mr. Ling, the servants' wages have been paid. It will take two days for the new servants to find a new one, or at least keep two first? They are still in your house and say they want to explain to you when you go back."
Ling Han frowned, "what's Ling's name? The one who stays, and the others are all blown away."
With these words, he raised his wrist and looked, "after 20 minutes, let them disappear with people and things."
Before 8 o'clock, ye Huanyan left the hospital. The taxi she picked up at the roadside was not in the rush hour. There was no traffic jam on the road. She got home in 20 minutes and asked the driver to wait at the door for a while. She entered the house to get the money.
As soon as I entered the room, I felt inexplicably different.
There seems to be something missing, a little lonely.
The car drove out of Ling Dongming's house for a while. Ling Han saw a white figure sitting on the balcony on the second floor from the side mirror. His two slender legs swayed and swayed, as if he were about to fall in the next second. He suddenly felt nervous."What are you doing sitting on the balcony? I'm dying?"He closed the door and lost control of his roar.The swinging legs on the balcony suddenly stagnated and slowly retracted under his furious eyes.When Ling Han ran up to the second floor, someone who caused the accident had climbed down from the balcony and stood still. He looked like he had done something wrong and stood in the bedroom with his head down.When the breeze blows, the white lace skirt looks like a piece of yarn, and the softness is like a feather."I always stay on the balcony and nothing happens."She gave a grunt of grievance.Ling cold face,"If you do this again in the future, I'll have the balcony sealed and the sun won't let you see.""You don't know later. Anyway, you don't come to see me much."Still stubborn, a look of ignorance of heaven and earth.Facing such a headache left over by history, Ling Han breathed out helplessly,"Arbor will bring the luggage in the evening. Open the door for him. I'll work overtime. If I'm late, I'll go out to eat by myself and order takeout."@^^$Ye Huanyan's luggage has been moved, and arbor naturally doesn't want to send it to her.That's Linghan.Her cloudy face turned sunny in an instant, and the speed of the change made Ling Han suspect that she had been deliberately."Really?" Without waiting for his response, he rushed to speak, "you have said I heard, big men can't repent, repentance is bastard."It's obviously voluntary. Being said by her like this seems to mean being forced! $*!Ling Han had a strange look in his eyes. He was too lazy to talk to her again, and turned around and walked downstairs.Before walking downstairs, there was a sound of kicking and trotting behind."I want to go back to work tomorrow."After the car accident, ye Huanyan was too hit and had not worked for two months.Hearing the sound, Ling Han turned around. At the bedroom door, ye Huanyan's long lost smile was bright and bright. Compared with the warm spring sun outside the window behind her, it was more dizzy. Lined with that white skirt, the whole person seemed to glow, flashing a faint halo.The white nightdress was a little transparent. In the backlight, I saw two straight and slender legs.It's too hot. Why don't you turn on the air conditioner at home?Ling Han thought so at that time.At that time, it was a year and a half ago. In early April, there were people on the street who couldn't stand the cold wearing cotton padded jackets.A year and a half ago, ye Huanyan's purity was almost a qualitative word in Ling Han's eyes, and it had never changed in ten years. From her high school uniform, to the College Club, to going to work for fun, to Ling Dongming's accidental death, she changed from a general secretary of Ling to another general secretary of Ling.Even though her dressing style is quite different from that when she first met ten years ago, and even under the guidance and advice of such influential business figures as Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan, she is already an existence that can't be underestimated by people. Even without the big tree of Ling family, she has changed any company, and no one can replace her.It is undeniable that during the period when ye Huanyan was attacked from behind, even if ye Huanyan didn't help him too much, after the tedious and complex work, a cup of refreshing coffee was brought to you in the early morning of the night to help you adjust the lamp to a more comfortable distance, or raise the temperature of the air conditioner. Even if Ling Han didn't admit that he had been attracted to ye Huanyan before, and that there was a real two person world where they lived day and night, He didn't want to give her to anyone else.Even without ye Huanyan's mistakes later.Thoughts become more and more jumbled, and have become a mess.He felt the pocket of his suit, felt for cigarettes, remembered that this was the ward, glanced at ye Huanyan, who was sleeping, stood up, looked for a lighter and turned to the door of the ward."Don't go..."A damp warmth came from the palm of a hand hanging on the side of the body.His turning movement was stiff, and his other hand was also stiff in his chest. He paused for a few seconds, slowly put down the hand that had touched the lighter, and his foot that had stepped out for a step was also retracted.Ye Huanyan's face had fine beads of sweat and a severe fever. The doctor said in advance that it was a normal symptom, and he would be fine if he sweated. At the moment, the hand in his palm was very hot, sweaty and sticky, but he was reluctant to let go.Ye Huanyan didn't know that every time she was exhausted and fell asleep, there was always a figure of him coming from the bedroom door after taking a bath. Sometimes he came once a night, sometimes twice, sometimes he didn't walk for a long time.Ling Han's insomnia day after day began half a year ago when he returned from a business trip.The next morning, ye Huanyan woke up in the hospital with Ling Han sitting on his side. Her hand was firmly held by her. She stared and suddenly pulled her hand back. This action woke him up.He slowly opened his eyes, frowned, and stared at her without saying a word.Ye Huanyan held his forehead, as if in a dream, got up from the bed and leaned against the head of the bed, "why am I here, you... You...""You can drown in a bath. Now what are you playing with me, amnesia?"As soon as the cold voice came out, it pressed down the gentle turnover of last night and never mentioned it again.She froze all over, shrinking back nervously, and asked cautiously, "did you send me?""Then you have to be in the water until I go home."He stood up and glanced at her. "The doctor will come later. If you have nothing to do, go home and stay.""Where are you going?"Her confused voice came from behind. Her vocal cords were slightly damaged and her fever made her hoarse."Without a secretary, the company will still operate. Without a boss, employees will drink the West and north wind?"She opened her mouth and swallowed the sentence 'can you accompany me for a while' after all.The doctor came for an examination, and all physical indicators were normal, so he could be discharged normally."Don't worry, Miss ye, you can have a rest for a while. It's still early now. You may not be able to get a taxi out."The doctor warned with concern."Then thank you.""You're welcome, you should."A pair of cold eyes, outside the observation window of the ward, gradually softened their eyes.When I left the hospital, my mobile phone rang. It was arbor."Mr. Ling, the servants' wages have been paid. It will take two days for the new servants to find a new one, or at least keep two first? They are still in your house and say they want to explain to you when you go back."Ling Han frowned, "what's Ling's name? The one who stays, and the others are all blown away."With these words, he raised his wrist and looked, "after 20 minutes, let them disappear with people and things."Before 8 o'clock, ye Huanyan left the hospital. The taxi she picked up at the roadside was not in the rush hour. There was no traffic jam on the road. She got home in 20 minutes and asked the driver to wait at the door for a while. She entered the house to get the money.As soon as I entered the room, I felt inexplicably different.There seems to be something missing, a little lonely.
