Chapter 156

"Well, don't say it. If you really want me to be quick, you can bear it. I don't want to see you like this again." Fu Fengyi's face was serious. When she was excited, she panted.

Ye Haoran rushed to pat her on the back, sighed and promised her: "OK, I promise you to see a doctor."

Ye Zimo stood in the corridor, leaning against the wall, smoking, waiting for the doctor to come.

"Mr. Ye, here we are!" After a while, two Chinese and Western doctors came together, followed by a little nurse.

"Come in with me."

The Western doctor asked the nurse to take Fu Fengyi's temperature, look at her tonsils, listen to her lungs with a stethoscope. Chinese medicine gave her a pulse, asked some information, and then two people each out of the treatment does not conflict.

When Hao's temperature reached thirty-nine, he gave it to the doctor first.

Fu Fengyi took the fever medicine, the doctor and the nurse also left, and no one in the room spoke.

"Mo'er, you sit down and have a chat with your father, standing there looking tired." Fu Fengyi broke the silence first.

Ye Zimo pulled a chair and sat down, but he still didn't speak. Ye Haoran looked at Fu Fengyi and said, you see, this dead boy, it's not me who ignore him, it's him who ignore me.

Fu Fengyi's eyes look back at Ye Haoran with some bitterness, which means that he ignores you. Can't you take the initiative?

Ye Haoran cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "are you looking for someone to check about Yu Hongtao? And his daughter, Yu Shanshan, has also been locked up. Does it have anything to do with you? "

"So what, do you still want to shield them?" Ye Zimo asked sarcastically.

He knew that ye Haoran would never shield anyone. He was always upright, and he was so angry on purpose. Ye Haoran took another look at Fu Fengyi, then took a deep breath and said slowly, "he really committed a crime. I won't shield him."

"He's the man under your hand. You don't even care about the man under your hand? It can be seen that people around you have to suffer. You are probably used to it Ye Zimo said coldly, this time Fu Fengyi drank: "Mo'er, don't talk nonsense! If you want to have a good chat with your father, you can have a good chat. If you can't talk well, go back to your own room! "

Ye Zimo stood up again and said to Fu Fengyi, "have a good rest. I'll go back to my room. If you have something, please call me."

When he came to the door, he turned back and said to Ye Haoran: "Chairman ye, you don't have to investigate the case of Yu Shanshan killing Mo Xiaojun, and you can't find any evidence. Xia Yihan is my woman. I will do her own business. If she asks, all you have to do is say that there is not enough evidence. Of course, that's also true. "

With that, he didn't stop and went straight to the door.

Back in his bedroom, Xia Yihan is still sleeping. After glancing at him, he sits down at the computer desk, opens the drawer of the computer desk and takes out his cigarette.

He is very irritable. Every time he deliberately gets angry with Ye Haoran, he will be irritable for a long time.

Take out the lighter and light it. After lighting it, suck it hard. Xia Yihan smelled the smell of smoke, coughed twice, and then he sucked two times and pressed out.

Xia Yihan wakes up, opens his eyes difficultly and glances around. At this time, it's dawn. There is no light in the room, but you can see ye Zimo sitting on the computer chair.

"You didn't sleep?" She asked softly.

"Well." Ye Zimo snorted.

He must have something on his mind, Xia Yihan thought, and then he got up from the bed.

She was covered with a quilt. When she sat up, she found that maybe it was for her good sleep quality that he gave her a massage and didn't wear anything. Xia Yihan, who is anxious to care about ye Zimo, can't be shy any more. She casually puts the skirt she took off last night on the edge of the bed and gets out of bed. Without wearing shoes, she steps on the carpet and walks towards him.

"What's the matter with you?" Xia Yihan asked softly.

"Not much, go to sleep!" He orders in a deep voice, but Xia Yihan doesn't go. He stands beside him, his small hand reaches to his face, and holds it with both hands. He looks at him carefully and says softly, "do you know? Every time I see you unhappy, I feel uncomfortable. If you don't want to tell me why you're unhappy, I won't ask. Let me accompany you, OK? "

Her little face was full of sincerity, and he felt a touch of soft emotion in his heart, but his face was not very good-looking.

"Go to bed. How can I be so unhappy?"

"There is!" She said stubbornly.

With that, she let go of his face and put her arms around him.

Her small head rubbed against his chest, like a supple kitten, which made him itchy and comfortable.

"Come and provoke me early in the morning, don't you fear that I will do you?" He whispered in her ear.

She thought that the little thing would scare away like a frightened rabbit. But she came out of his arms, bravely looked into his deep eyes and said firmly, "I'm not afraid. I've recovered my strength."

"Are you challenging me?" He crooked his lips.Yes, she is challenging him, she is deliberately trying to tempt him, no matter what he does to her, as long as he forgets the trouble he just thought about.

Xia Yihan blinked his eyes playfully and asked him in an enchanting voice that he had never seen before: "what do you say?"

This eye is really full of power, ye Zimo low curse voice: "damned woman!"

He immediately got up, picked her up, strode to the bed and threw her up.

Then, her dress died. His eyes burning with a strong desire, can not see the anger, all the troubles were driven away by her.

Of course, she also has to pay the price, almost suffocated.

"Sleep a little longer." He said affectionately, reached out and touched her slightly wet hair soaked in sweat, with a gentle movement.

"Well." She nodded cleverly and closed her eyes.

He sat by the bed for a few minutes before he got up to take a bath. Behind him, he heard her murmur in her sleep: "be happy every minute. You have a charming smile."

He turned to look at her, still eyes closed, long and thick eyelashes in a slight shake, proving that she did not fall asleep.

He couldn't help bending up the corners of his lips. She suddenly opened her eyes, grinned weakly and said, "that's it. It's charming."

Ye's face froze for a while, then snorted and said, "who are you crazy about? Go to sleep! If you don't sleep, I'll punish you. "

Xia Yihan seldom spits out his tongue mischievously, and the action is very lovely. Seeing that his eyes are getting deeper and deeper, she busily closes her eyes and says in a hurry: "I'm asleep. I'll be asleep right away. Please go to take a bath."

Ye Zimo took a shower contentedly. When she came back, she really fell asleep again and snored softly.

Little thing, it seems that I'm really tired.

He sat by her bed for a while before he got up again and went to his mother's room. The effect of the antipyretic was very fast. By this time, the red tide on her face had faded away, and the whole person didn't look as worried as last night.

"Mom, what do you think now? In the morning, the kitchen will prepare clear porridge and vegetable steamed buns for you. Do you want to eat now or not

The dead boy was so considerate to his mother, and he was just like ice and snow. Ye Haoran thought calmly, and he didn't know if he could hope to have a harmonious day with him like other father and son in his life.

Fu Fengyi has been persuading him for a long time, and he himself knows why Ye Zimo is worried about him. If he had not been ashamed of their mother and son, according to his temper, he would not have smoked this smelly son on the belt.

Who let that year is indeed his fault, leading to the disappearance of Ye Zihan, so many years of guilt and remorse, it is not torture him day and night.

Ye Zimo is a long time, no good words, no good face, Fu Fengyi is occasionally a leaf Zihan news will be a serious illness, let him follow anxious and distressed.

He never gave up looking for ye Zihan himself, even without any clue. Now that he is old, he really hopes to see another child go home in his lifetime.

"I don't have any appetite. I'll eat it when you've finished. Mo'er, your father has come so early. He must not have breakfast yet. You can take him to eat later. "

Ye Zimo coldly glanced at Ye Haoran, but he promised quickly: "OK, you can rest assured, I will."

It wasn't long before the housekeeper knocked on the door and said that breakfast was ready. He invited President Ye's wife and Mr. Ye to have dinner.

After this promise, he went to several guest rooms in turn to inform everyone that they could have breakfast.

Xia Yihan was awakened by the sound of the housekeeper notifying him to have breakfast in the corridor. Only then did he find that he overslept. She knew that if she was sleeping all the time, ye Zimo might ask wine to bring her breakfast.

Fu Fengyi's body and mood are not very good. She doesn't want to make her unhappy, so she drags her aching body up and has no time to clean it first, so she has to wait until after breakfast.

She went back to her room with a bath towel, put on a skirt, brushed her teeth, sorted out her image, and went directly to the restaurant. Everyone had arrived.

Fu Fengyi said that she didn't want to move, and ye Zimo said that she would ask the housekeeper to arrange for breakfast to be delivered to her room, and all the others arrived except her.

Ye Zimo deliberately arranged the show very big. All the maids, old and new, were waiting in the big restaurant. Not only them, but also the security guards stood in a row on standby. The side of the restaurant was full of people.

Xia Yihan is a little strange about this arrangement. When he looks at the table, he knows that ye Haoran is there.

She hurriedly walked over and sat down in her usual seat. She saw father and son at the dinner table. You were looking at me and I was looking at you. Your face was very ugly.

She wants to say something to Ye Zimo, so that he doesn't treat his father like this, but here, where can she speak.

Had to use eyes to communicate with him, ye Zimo did not look at her, just with a sneer of irony, staring at Ye Haoran.