Chapter 908

Sohara looked at him for a few seconds. It was strange. Just looking at him like this, I felt familiar. As if this picture had been deeply imprinted in her mind.

She drove away the ridiculous idea and walked towards him with steady and graceful steps. Hearing her footsteps, J looked back and said with a smile, "here you are."

Like an old friend saying hello intimately, sohara only felt that her heart was beating wildly. This kind of palpitation was very strange. Face is still indifferent smile, "hello."

After she sat down, the waiter came over.

Before she could speak, J would smile and say, "cappuccino."

Sohara was stunned, her eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, "how do you know I like cappuccino?" Because cappuccino is too little for girls, she seldom drinks it in front of outsiders even though she likes it. Just some tea drinks.

J pursed his lips and laughed. His brown eyes swept her and turned to the window. "How's your heart in recent years?"

Sohara zemei's pupils dilated rapidly, and suddenly got up. He was holding a pistol in his hand. The cold black muzzle of the pistol was against his neck. "How do you know? Who are you? "

Slender fingers gently pulled out her gun, looking back, eyes revealed a hint of people can not guess the dark, "your operation, I do for you."

Suhara stood there in a daze, even forgetting to take back her gun.

The waiter came over and saw the situation. He was so scared that his tray was shaking. J looked back at her and said, "don't be afraid, toy gun. My girlfriend is playing with me." With that, she reached for her coffee and put it in front of Tamara.

"Sit down and talk."

Suhara's instant reaction came over and gave the waiter a smile, "sorry, I scared you."

"Well, nothing, nothing."

After the waiter left, her eyes fell on J. after a long time, she asked, "did you really do my operation?"

J stirred his coffee. "Ten years ago, in California, I did your heart transplant. That year, you should be 15 years old, suffering from hereditary heart disease

When I heard him tell me the exact time and place, I couldn't help believing it. Just like cappuccino instead of scented tea, it's a secret that she once had a heart transplant. The difference is that it's a life-threatening secret that can't be revealed to others.

The coffee house was filled with the sexy voice of the female blues singer. They were silent for a while.

"There's a problem that I've always wanted to know," she said

"What?" J looks at her calmly.

"My donor."

He chuckled and looked out of the window again. "Why do you want to know this?"

"I always have some strange dreams. At first, I just thought it was due to lack of sleep. But this situation lasted for nearly a year. Later, I went to see a psychologist. Through hypnosis treatment, I saw something that would never be my experience. "

J quietly listening, slender fingers across the clean desktop, like playing a beloved piano. The softness between fingers, with lingering.

Sohara stroked her chest. "I think that must have happened to her (him). Because it's too deep, even if the heart gave me that memory has been branded here. " She never mentioned it to anyone. Even Yi Jiu and Ling Ruoqi, she did not say. In front of people, she is just the calm Donghe president.

She raised her eyes and looked at him again. "I think you came to me today, not just to greet my heart. Anyway, I still owe you a big favor. "

J tilted his head, slightly long hair blocked one of his eyes, through the hair, the complex light has been looking at her.

"Since it's not your memory, forget it. As long as you live well, that is the greatest comfort to her. Don't do anything as dangerous as prison break. She gives you the only chance. You must cherish it. " With that, he chuckled, got up and walked to the door, "go to see him, I'm gone."

"Wait a minute," Suhara said, frowning. "Are you going back to America?"

J back to her, 180 height, black suit, let his back look a little lonely, "maybe." Push open the door of the coffee shop, it is a string of clear and sweet wind bell.

Suhara zemei's heart was also pounding wildly. She lowered her head and covered it tightly with her hand. Why, see his loneliness, her heart will ache?

After taking a deep breath, she went out, got into the car and drove to the hospital.

Ye langshu is still waiting for her there.

"What is this?"

Ling Ruoqi carries a contract and shoots it directly on the table of Suhara zemei."Oh, ye wants to find zero as a spokesperson. I think the conditions are good, so I promise you." Ahara Sawami is in bed. Xiaomei is putting the homemade milk egg white mask on her face. "Aunt Xiaomei, don't talk."

Sohara zemei helplessly points to Xiaokui and makes a gesture of forbidding sound.

"Did I say I was going to speak for that guy? What's the matter with Wyatt? Doesn't he want to be the agent? " Ling Ruoqi was so angry that she paced the room and asked her to speak for ye Feihuan's products? Is there any mistake!

Suhara said innocently, "eight figure endorsement fee, and a president assistant on call, car pick-up, this kind of good treatment, I have no reason to refuse for you."

"Assistant to the president?" Ling Ruoqi picked up the contract again and looked at it carefully from the beginning. Every detail above can be called "overlord clause". Stay in the six star presidential suite, luxury car transfer, world-class production team. During the shooting, she has the right to shout "stop" at any time, and can rest indefinitely until she recovers. They have the right to refuse all kinds of visits, including those that should cooperate with Ye's propaganda.

She doubted the things in her hand, "didn't he read the contract? How could he agree to such a request? "

"You have to ask him yourself." "I think, even if we put forward more excessive requirements, he will unconditionally agree to come down," Suhara said with a smile A pick eyebrow, "just because, the woman named zero is you."

Ling Ruoqi sat in the chair, pursed her lips and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Oh, by the way." "I have signed the contract as your client. If we break the contract, we may all have to sleep on the road," Suhara reminded

"Ah Xiaokui cried, "zero, don't sleep on the side of the road."

Ling Ruoqi looked at this one big and one small, eyes closed up and down, "how can I smell the taste of conspiracy."

"Ha ha, it should be the taste of money." "Suhara said with a smile," eight figure Oh, this is the treatment of an international superstar. What are you hesitating about? "

At this time, the telephone in the living room rang.

Ling Ruoqi gets up and goes out to answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"Have you received the contract?"

Ling Ruoqi left the corner of her mouth and said, "ye Feihuan, are you masochistic? Do you also sign this kind of contract? "

"It's my business," said Ye Feihuan in a tired voice.

She sat down and the crease between her eyebrows deepened gradually. "Is the wound cracked?"

Ye Feihuan chuckled, "fortunately, he was trained by the doctor when he came back."

"Dare a doctor lecture you?" She said jokingly, "I thought no one would dare to offend you, President Ye."

"I can't help it. If I have an accident, they will be in more trouble."

"That's what happens to you." Ling Ruoqi said mercilessly, "it's obviously hurt. Who let you insist on playing with Xiaokui for so long?"

“…… Are you worried about me? "

"I'm afraid you're dead and no one's giving me eight figures."

"Don't worry, as long as you speak, the whole Ye family can give you."

"No, I don't have that big stomach."

"Well..." Ye Feihuan seemed to turn over, and he let out a low cry in pain. Ling Ruoqi's eyebrows trembled, but her voice asked flatly, "what's the matter? Does it hurt? "

After a while, ye Feihuan answered honestly Well

"Why don't you take a break? If you just hang up like this, don't try to blame me and Xiaokui. Don't say it, bye! " After hanging up the phone, she got up and saw Suhara zemei smiling vaguely behind her.

"What's the matter? Milk paste face won't smile Ling Ruoqi opened the refrigerator and poured himself a glass of water.

Sohara followed her, leaning against the refrigerator and staring at her, "sister, do you know what you look like now?"

Ling Ruoqi asked.

"Like a girl in love." "If you can make up for what you lost five years ago from now on, sister, you must not resist any more. For Xiaokui, give each other a chance. "

Ling Ruoqi looked at her, deliberately changed the topic, "tomorrow I'll go to see my father, you go to the hospital to take care of your long book." Then he turned and walked to his room.

"Don't forget to go to Ye's in the afternoon." Looking at her back, sohara zemei quickly reminded her. Then he gave a firm smile. She should think about how to let ye Feihuan thank her.

The next day, Ling Ruoqi took Xiaokui to visit Yi Jiu, while sohara zemei drove directly to visit ye langshu. She was about to walk into the ward with the soup she cooked herself. She heard a choking voice coming from the room. "Cousin Lang Shu, I really didn't know this would happen."

Suhara suddenly stopped walking. This voice is very familiar, but there is another sentence that sounds like "cousin Lang Shu". Besides Yan Shishi, who has such a profound way."Shishi, where have you been these years? Why do they say our accident has something to do with you? " Ye langshu asked anxiously, "what happened, tell me quickly!"

"Cousin Lang Shu, I..." Yan Shishi sobbed, "I'm really with Annis, but I don't know what he did to you. If I had known, I would have come to inform you even if I had risked my life."

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