Chapter 1415

At the moment, the bodyguards following Ye Wenming step forward.

Although Ye Wenming has more people here, the two men in front of Zhuo qianyun's ward didn't give in.

After all, the death orders they received should not let some people disturb Zhuo qianyun. Among the "some people", there is Ye Wenming.

"Then I can only offend you!" Those two are humane.

The situation on both sides is imminent.

At this time, suddenly, the door of the ward opened, Zhuo qianyun came out from inside.

The two men guarding the ward, saw Zhuo qianyun come out, even busy way, "Miss Zhuo, please rest assured, if you don't want to see Mr. Ye, he can't break into the ward in any case today."

Since they are here, they naturally have the ability to keep out people.

Zhuo qianyun raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on Ye Wenming.

Today's Ye Wenming is different from the last time she saw him. Even though he is still in a suit and leather shoes, his chin is full of beard, his hair looks a bit messy, his whole face looks very haggard, and even his eyes seem to be red.

This kind of him, in peacetime that kind of rigorous solemn appearance is quite different.

At the moment, ye Wenming is almost greedy to look at the woman not far away, she is wearing a suit, a head of long hair down, lining her cheek more and more thin.

Her forehead, with a scab, looks a little dark red, in the corridor light, it looks so obvious.

His heart suddenly shrank, and his eyes felt as if they were stinging.

The injury on her forehead was at that time when she was forced to kowtow.

At that time, she was pressed on the ground and kowtowed, and he gave the order! In a flash, he just wanted the humiliation and pain to fall on him.

Why at that time, he just watched her suffer humiliation?

Why did he ignore her pain and despair at that time!

His ear, rang out that cold female voice, "Ye Wenming, how, you come so late, still want to pull me to kowtow to make amends for Kong Ziyin?"

Ye Wenming's body suddenly trembled and faltered. It seemed that he could not even stand steadily.

That pair of narrow and deep eyes flashed a touch of pain, to now, her words, can easily put him into hell.

"No, it's not." His voice was dry, almost in a humble way, "Qian Yun, I'm here to apologize to you. I know that I'm wrong. I shouldn't believe Kong Ziyin's words. I shouldn't treat you like that..."

"Ye Wenming, I don't want to hear you say any apology. There's no need for that!" Zhuo qianyun interrupted Ye Wenming, "it's very late now. My mother and Xiaoyan have fallen asleep. I don't want to wake them up or see you again."

She looked at him with disgust in her eyes.

Just when she wanted to turn back to the ward, he suddenly rushed up and was about to hold her.

But the two men guarding the ward stride forward and stop Ye Wenming.

In the end, what ye Wenming caught was Zhuo qianyun's clothes.

But even if it's just the clothes, he's holding it, just like holding the last glimmer of hope, "Qian Yun, please, listen to me, OK?"

The husky voice seemed to beg.

Zhuo Qian Yun Leng a Leng, the vision seems to have some doubts, but then turned into that kind of disgust of cold, "no, we have nothing to say."