C27

When Jian Meng Lin returned from circling around the gates of hell, everyone's mood was heavy. Not only Nan Gong Ao and Jian Ruo Yu, but also Jian Han Yu.

Two were his sisters and one was his good brother. His status was very awkward, but it was also very heavy. It was wrong to speak up for anyone.

Emotion is like drinking water, cold self-awareness, not rational can analyze the advantages and disadvantages. He only hoped that everyone would be happy, and now it seemed that it was just an extravagant hope.

Maybe it was because the spectators knew, he could tell that Nan Gong Ao only cared about Meng Lin like a brother. Maybe it was because she had not been well since he was young.

His feelings for the If had long since been reflected in his daily life. However, the friendship of growing up together had clouded his mind, making it difficult to find. In the end, it led to the situation today.

Looking at the sickbed, at Jian Meng Lin's pale and haggard sleeping face, Jian Han Yu's heart felt heavy.

Suddenly, a commotion came from outside the door, Jian Han Yu hurriedly opened it to take a look.

The elevator doors were filled with reporters, and the bodyguards they had hired were on the verge of collapsing.

The sharp-eyed reporter looked at Jian Han Yu and asked anxiously: "General Manager Jane, I heard that your sister Jian Meng Lin had a heart attack because of her lover, Nan Gong Ao. Is her life in danger? How is Miss Jane doing now? "

Jian Han Yu frowned, "I don't know where you obtained such absurd news. My sister just had the chills. Everyone knows that Meng Lin has not been well since she was young. To be careful, the doctor recommends that she be hospitalized for a few days. "

"Creating something out of nothing. Meng Lin and Nan Gong Ao's relationship had always been stable. There was no third party nor any mysterious woman. "Please go back. Thank you so much for your cooperation." Jian Han Yu's tone could not help but become a little colder.

"General Manager Jane, can Miss Monlin please come out and answer a few questions for us?"

"I'm sorry, but Meng Lin is too weak and needs some rest." After Jian Han Yu finished speaking, he turned around and returned back to his room. Don't give reporters the chance to pester.

"Brother, what happened?" Jian Meng Lin half propped herself up, her pale face had a look of worry.

"It's nothing. A few reporters are just playing catch. Rest well. " Jian Meng Lin was the manager of the Public Relations Department, how could she not hear Jian Han Yu's perfunctory reply?

"Brother, let me go out and say a few words. Otherwise, who knows how these reporters who are eager to stir up trouble will report this matter." This is not only damaging to his reputation, it is also damaging to the company's image. " Jian Meng Lin thought carefully.

Jian Han Yu looked at his knowledgeable sister, feeling sorry for her understanding and determination, "There's no need, rest well. I will take care of this matter. "Hmm?"

Jian Meng Lin became silent, this brother of hers seemed to be gentle like jade, treating others with modesty, and had an elegant demeanor. However, once he made a decision, no one could change it.

The reporters who could not see Jian Meng Lin were still in the hospital, not daring to leave. Various online reports were flying everywhere. With regards to the grudges between the Wealthy Class, the plot of the dregs of a man and his son was a hot topic that would last forever. The most ordinary citizens would be talking about it with great interest.

The more the Jane's house closed its mouth, the more public opinion arose.

Jian Ruo Yu who was at home on the internet was shocked by the godly comments that flooded the internet, all of them guessing who Xiao San was. Some netizens had even picked out Nan Gong Ao's previous girlfriend, including the company's spokesperson and the main characters in the movies and TV dramas.

All kinds of small talk, all kinds of information were spread out, making people dizzy. However, Jian Ruo Yu was frightened by them all.

How could she have thought that things would turn out like this? If the public were to know that the Xiao San whom Nan Gong Ao had nothing to do with was her, what kind of storm would it ignite?

Hugging his head, he laid on the table and wailed in pain. The online violence these days was too scary. It was clearly a private matter. After being magnified, it rose up to the moral level.

What do we do now? What should he do? What should he do?

"Crippled chrysanthemum, the ground is covered in wounds, your smile has turned yellow …" His mobile rang. Jian Ruo Yu looked at the caller ID, but refused to answer.

The bell rang again and again, insistently, forcing her to take it.

After the fifth echo, Jian Ruo Yu finally took a deep breath. She slashed open the screen: "Hello."

"I want to talk to you." Nan Gong Ao's magnetic voice came out of the phone faintly.

As if struck by lightning, Jian Ruo Yu tried her best to say in a relaxed tone, "There's nothing between us. Elder sister is very weak right now, you have to take care of her. The doctor said that keeping her in a good mood would be a great help to her recovery. "So, you can't make her angry again. Otherwise, I'll hit you."

"If, do you really wish for me to marry Meng Lin?" His hoarse voice was slightly suppressed and a bit satisfied.

He never thought that Nan Gong Ao would ask her such a question. The tone of voice became even lighter, "Of course, you and elder sister are commonly known as the golden couple. It was the modern version of the princess and prince. Not only me, everyone in Y City is looking forward to it. By the way, when are you going to marry my sister? "Don't let those brain-dead online continue to dream of Holmes."

"As you wish." With that, he hung up the phone, and the anxious beep stimulated Jian Ruo Yu's ears.

The smile disappeared from his face as he let go of his mobile phone and dropped it onto the carpet.

In the middle of the night, Jian Ruo Yu gave a call and arrived beside her in fifteen minutes.

On a summer night, a light breeze blew by, causing his hair to flutter. The wind brushed his cheeks and covered the sadness in his eyes.

Sitting on a rock by the sea, Jian Ruo Yu was like a statue. Xiang Chen Gao did not speak either, and only stayed with her quietly.

He blamed himself a thousand times for coming back earlier, so she wouldn't be hurt so much. He had vowed to protect her, but he was powerless to protect her from the pain.

Taking off his jacket, he draped it over Jian Ruo Yu's body. He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her. "Drink some water." The sky had already turned white. Soon, the sun would rise.

"Thank you." He took it and gulped it down.

"fat, do you still remember? Once, we teamed up to fix up Zhao Yue in the courtyard, afraid that the teacher would notice us and run to the seaside, causing the teacher to think we had fallen into the sea and call the police. "In the end, we both spent a day and a night on a copy of the text." The side of her face hidden in the darkness was beautiful, like a night elf.

Xiang Chen Gao laughed, "Of course I remember. Zhao Yue relied on his strength and height to bully his skinnier friends. The others dared not to say anything, but you made him cry out and turned himself in to his teacher. "Hahahaha..."