Ye Shiqian took back his arm and pulled Xu moling into his arms. He said unhappily, "what are you doing to die?"

No! Can he even recognize it like this?

Xu moling snorted angrily, struggling in ye Shiqian's arm, raised a pair of beautiful eyes and looked at him coldly, "let me go!"

"Woman, can't you be more comfortable when you get hurt?"

Ye Shiqian gently pinched Xu moling's chin, with a trace of helplessness in his voice.

Xu moling frowned and wanted to have a big fight with him. He couldn't speak and could only stare at him bitterly!

"Well..." Xu moling breathes quietly and feels light. He is picked up by Ye Shiqian and sent back to the ward.

"I'm going to visit Yang Yifan."

Back in the ward, Xu moling directly communicated with ye Shiqian via wechat.

"No way." Ye Shiqian coldly refused.

"Why?" Xu moling argued.

Ye Shiqian approached her face and flashed a touch of coldness in her eyes. "No reason, it's not allowed."

"You are jealous! Ye Shiqian, do you want to be so careful? " Xu moling made a "hum" expression.

Ye Shiqian looked at her angry little face, and the proud expression on her face made him palpitate, "yes, I'm just jealous. Cheng Mo Chen, you are not allowed to see that man again in the future! "

"Why?" Xu moling wrote angrily, "Yang Yifan saved my life!"

Ye Shiqian eyes cold, "he saved you, I will naturally use other ways to return his favor! But you are my woman, you can't see him again

"Funny! Why should I listen to you? No one cares where I want to go! " Xu moling disdained it.

"Yang Yifan's company is now leaderless, and it is said that his family is still fighting openly and secretly for his industry," ye Shiqian said without any further hindrance. He just raised his arms and looked at her with a good time,

"Cheng Mochen, if you don't want Yang Yifan to suffer from internal and external troubles, please rest in the ward and don't go anywhere."

Ye Shiqian, you are cruel!

Xu moling was stunned, gave up the struggle, glared at ye Shiqian, and went back to the hospital bed.

"The ward is so boring. Bring me my easel. I want to draw!" Xu moling wechat ye Shiqian.

Ye Shiqian hooked his lips and spewed out two words softly and clearly, "no way."

Xu moling's eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he quickly lowered his head to send him a wechat? I'm not going out of the ward. I'm just drawing here! "

"If you're not sure, you're not." Ye Shiqian groaned coldly, reached out to touch her black hair, bent down to print a kiss on her forehead, and said, "have a good rest, don't think about anything else!"

"Ye Shiqian, you..." Xu moling frowned and said, "next Monday, the contestants will hand in their works to the Organizing Committee of the design competition. My painting is not finished yet!"

Thinking of his own design works, Xu moling is a little crazy.

The competition gave the contestants a week, and her painting was almost finished in 7788, but the final touch up and modification were still needed.

Originally, time was quite abundant, and Xu moling was at ease. Unexpectedly, this kind of thing caught her unprepared.

If you can't hand in the manuscript in the preliminary contest, isn't that the same as giving up the contest?

To earn the honor for his sister will be delayed for another year. Xu moling's head is big when he thinks about it.

No way! In any case, she will fight for it again.

Xu moling crackled on his mobile phone, trying to reason with ye Shiqian,

"do you know how important this competition is to me? I want to make all the people who despise me Cheng Mochen look up to me! So I have to win this competition

"In my eyes, nothing is more important than your health." Ye Shiqian's tone is indisputable.

Xu moling's face is full of black lines. I'm a fish!

He resolutely refused, she grabbed the hair to think about it, and crackled a word to pass to ye Shiqian.

But this time, he changed his strategy and adopted a soft policy towards ye Shiqian's words He seems to be very coquettish!

"Please! There are still two days to hand in the design draft, but I'm also idle here. Let me draw for a while, OK? I promise I'll draw for a while, and I won't stay up late! "

Xu moling raised his head and looked at him with big eyes. He looked pitiful. His eyes, like water, could almost turn people's hearts into human beings.

Ye Shiqian finally showed a faint smile on his lips, facing Xu moling's expectant eyes, he said in a deep voice, "no way."

Xu moling stood up and opened his mouth angrily. He was about to fight, but his shoulder was gently pressed by Ye Shiqian.

He stretched out his finger and made a "Shhh" movement on her lips. He took her in his arms, sat on his leg, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I'm always so impatient! Do you know? I've invested in the only right to name the design contest. "Xu moling frowned slightly and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"One of the conditions for casting the title right is to delay the game until you are fully recovered and the game will not start again!" Ye Shiqian said softly.

"Cut! Is this fair competition? " Xu moling frowned and quickly typed to him on his mobile phone.

Ye Shiqian took her hand, put it on his lips and gave it a kiss. "Of course! Mrs. ye, do you have to be so stubborn even if you are sick? Can't we compromise a little bit? "

Xu Mo Ling pursed his mouth and typed, "is it really just a delay?"

Ye Shiqian nodded and said, "I promise. Mrs. ye, are you satisfied with what I have done? "

Xu moling disdained the expression, "Mr. Ye, do you want to do this? Ask weakly, how much did you pay for the naming right? "

"It's less than a small goal," ye Shiqian gently pointed out. "It's very cost-effective. If this design competition is operated by my business, it will bring more than 100 million benefits to our Ye group in the future!"

"Oh, there's another picture." Xu moling said carelessly.

"It's really something else," said Ye Shiqian, looking at his charming and charming appearance. "As a businessman, you can't get up early without profit."

"What do you want?" Xu moling looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"It's in Mrs. Ye's favor." Ye Shiqian's eyes are full of softness.

Xu Mo Ling eyes color a stagnation, hook hook lips, "Mr. Ye, I'm afraid you may lose money."

Ye Shiqian shrugs confidently. Without waiting to speak, Xu moling's mobile phone rings several times in a row.

It's about Mrs. ye and Yang Yifan again.

The title is too ugly to read, and all kinds of random guesses are made, and ye Shiqian is pulled up to say that he is wearing a piece of Hulunbeier prairie on his head, which is as ugly as it is.

Ye Shiqian took the mobile phone from Xu moling. Maybe he was afraid that she would be upset, so he comforted, "there are some things that you don't need to care about."