Yeming Jue is calling Chen Borui at this time, not opening any video, so he can't see Chen Borui's real expression. Otherwise, Yeming Jue will certainly understand Chen Borui's mind.

However, Yeming Jue didn't have an insight into Chen Borui's mind through the phone, and Chen Borui would take a risk when he thought of this method. What he did was just to save her.

"I know, then let it be fate." Chen Borui said in a deep voice.

"Hmm! I'll hang up if it's all right." Lord Yeming said and hung up the phone.

Chen Borui looked at the hung up phone, held the mobile phone tightly, and stared at the three big words in the operating room.

Chen Borui looked at the three characters. He had told himself that he would never step into the hospital again. That time, he stepped into the hospital himself. At that time, he almost lost his life, so he vowed not to step into the hospital.

That is, I won't hurt myself in the future, but this time, I didn't expect that the person I like went to the hospital, and still for myself.

At the thought of this, Chen Borui hated the originator to the extreme. He seemed to want to get rid of Yunyan and return to his own identity, so as not to live up to Li Qingqing's life in order to save himself.

But he knew that he had nothing and was unarmed. He could not be Yunyan's opponent at all.

He knows that only Lord Yeming can confront Yunyan. He has also found that Yunyan and Lord Yeming have deep hatred, which is much easier to do.

Chen Borui thought a lot. Finally, he felt his head hurt badly. He reached out and touched his head. It turned out that Li Qingqing hit his head with a stool, and then shed a lot of blood.

Chen Borui has no mind to deal with the wound now, so he stands at the door of the operating room and waits all the time.

The other side.

In a very dark room, there is no light at all. Black is the purest color. It symbolizes the arrival of dawn. Black is deep.

It is realistic. There is no black where there is light, but where can there be light everywhere in the world? If there is light, there must be darkness. This is the reality. Although I have no light, I am blinded by all its darkness, so it will appear very terrible.

In a word, the room is dark and can't see anything clearly. Only a little moonlight outside your window can't see the furnishings clearly.

Patter.

Patter.

In the dark room, from time to time, there will be a pattering sound, which makes people don't know what it is, but it has added a layer of terror in the night.

Dong Dong Dong.

Dong Dong Dong.

With the sound of knocking on the door, the lights in the room were suddenly turned on. A lot of lights were on in the room, and all the things in the room were revealed.

Pushing the door in, a fresh smell came to my face. I could smell it. It was not the smell of air freshener, but a natural and fresh taste. Who knows where it tastes.

Yunyan's room is bright and clean without any sundries. It's clean. People can't believe it's a boy's room, but I'm afraid the dirty words don't touch the side when he lives in a place like this.

The main tone is light blue. The room connects the small living room and bathroom. His bed is small, but very exquisite. The quilt on the bed is neatly paved, and two pillows are arranged at the head of the bed.

There are several books on the blue bedside table, which he probably read before going to bed. The light blue curtains are hung on both sides to expose the large French windows. The sun shines gently and quietly through the French windows, giving people the same feeling, warm and reassuring.

There are not many books in the bookcase, but they are very thick. It's hard to understand. Unexpectedly, he still loves reading. There are a large wardrobe against the wall and a ticking wall clock hanging on the wall.

"What's up?"

"Young master, you can go down to dinner," said the servant respectfully.

"I know," said Yun Yan coldly.

When the servants heard Yunyan's words, they hurried over. These servants used to talk and laugh with real servants. Chen Borui didn't treat them as servants and was very friendly to them.

However, after being Yunyan, Yunyan wanted absolute obedience. In his eyes, the servant was a humble person, which could not be compared with the master.

Yunyan cleaned up and went down. He felt strange and familiar with the family, but he didn't feel very warm here. There was only killing and revenge in his world.

Yunyan walked into the restaurant as if he had entered a magnificent palace.

Pushing open the heavy door of the restaurant, what unfolds in front of us is a large space with luxurious style, and gorgeous crystal chandeliers on the ceiling reflect dreamlike colorful light from every angle. The gorgeous European style tables and chairs and the small and exquisite bar are painted in pure white, emitting an aristocratic atmosphere everywhere.

A white porcelain vase is placed on each table. The pink roses in the vase are in full bloom, which is very harmonious with the surrounding elegant environment.

The wall is painted with small light blue squares, surrounded by gold-plated and gorgeous frames, with exquisite flowers and fruits engraved on the corners, on which the fat little god of love can fly freely.

"Brother, you finally came down." Chen ruozhu said with a smile.

"Ah Rui, come and have dinner soon." Chen's mother said kindly.

"This is your favorite food," Chen Yingxiong said in a deep voice.

Yunyan seemed indifferent when he heard it. He sat in his chair and looked at the rich dinner. These are not what he likes to eat. What he likes to eat is some raw things.

But he didn't say it. These things are just what Chen Borui likes. They are just the opposite.

Chen ruozhu looked at his brother and helped him put the rice in front of him. Then Chen's father and mother sandwiched a lot of dishes for Yunyan.

"OK, I can't eat so much." Yun Yan said in a deep voice, then took up his job and ate.

Chen Yingxiong and his wife did not doubt anything. They enjoyed the meal.

A few minutes later, Yunyan put the dishes and chopsticks on the table and stood up. "I'm full. Take your time."

"Stop," Chen Yingxiong suddenly shouted.

Yunyan heard what Chen Yingxiong said, stopped, turned and calmly looked at Chen Yingxiong, his hands in his pocket, like a dandy. Chen Yingxiong was angry when he looked at such a cloud Yan. He ate a good meal like this. He finally came back and had to look at his face. The more he thought about it, the more something went wrong.