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In the gynecological ward of the provincial hospital, there was a faint smell of disinfectant.

The husband of the bed next door carefully fed his wife. His expression was gentle and his heart was in pain. Ye Han turned his face away, trying his best to make his expression softer. However, even after a few tries, he was still unable to lift the apple, making him feel slightly heavy.

"Ugh …"

With a light command, Zhou Tong struggled to open her eyes. Facing Ye Han's pitch-black eyes, he couldn't help but reveal a sliver of fear after being stunned for a short moment.

"You're awake?" The night chill eased its tone and got up to help her sit up.

"Yes." Zhou Tong followed the needle on the back of his hand and looked up at the drop of water on top of his head. "Will it be very serious?" She watched Korean dramas. If she lost too much blood, she would become infertile.

"Xiao Yan, don't worry. I will always take care of you." Ye Han tried his best to pull out a smile that would give her peace of mind, but it was even uglier than crying.

Zhou Tong lowered her head and did not speak.

Ye Han took out the chicken soup, scooped a spoonful and brought it to her mouth, "Eat something, Tongtong."

"I have no appetite." Zhou Tong was expressionless, and her tone was especially indifferent.

Ye Han's heart throbbed with a burst of guilt. He dropped his hand, not knowing where to put it. "I'm sorry, Tongtong, I hurt you."

"…" Zhou Tong turned around and looked at him. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. In the end, he fell silent.

"You … "Don't worry, I will be responsible for you." Ye Han spoke slowly, and it could be seen that he was very conflicted when he said those words.

Zhou Tong smiled, both self-deprecating and sighing. She knew Ye Han didn't love her, so why would she use this mistake to tie him up and not let him go?

"Actually, you don't have to lie in front of the reporters. If you want to be with me out of morality and responsibility, then I really don't need to. I'll just pretend that nothing happened last night. "

Zhou Tong's heart ached. Only she knew how much she struggled. But she knew better. Emotion was a matter for two people, not a matter of moral bondage and responsible kidnapping. Perhaps only by freeing him would he be able to leave a hint of her beauty in his heart.

She had understood this when she opened her eyes, just in time to see his locked brow and troubled face.

"I …" Ye Han didn't know what to say now, so he could only silently pick up the spoon once again. He placed the chicken soup next to her mouth and said, "Eat something first, just treat it as me."

Zhou Tong obediently opened her mouth. When the chicken soup was sent into it, large tears fell into the bowl.

She felt very miserable. If it wasn't for last night's incident, this kind of scene would only appear in fantasy, right? Should she be glad, or should she be sad?

Ye Han put down the bowl and spoon, and pulled her into his embrace, stroking her slightly messy hair with his cheek.

"Don't cry …" He didn't know what ornate words to say to comfort her, and his heart ached.

In the CEO's office on the top floor of Ling Qi Group.

Jian Fan carefully looked through all of the work regulations without missing a single bit of extra money. He was afraid that this slippery fox, Ling Chen, would secretly add in an unequal treaty.

Ling Chen watched quietly, his lips curving into a smile that was not a smile.

Why did she have to be so formal when she was out on a trip? She was afraid that she would be left out. Miss Jane had made an excuse to not go.

"Finished?" Ling Chen pointed to the file she had just closed.

"I'm done!" I can accept and do all the work in there, but what does this regulation mean about your activities outside of work hours? As a secretary, shouldn't your activities be arranged by me? As a bodyguard, shouldn't I protect you closely at any time? "

Ha, I wonder what kind of magic pill Yan Qirui gave her, to actually make her take the initiative to request close protection!

Ling Chen was overjoyed, but on the surface he had an angry look: "Why can't I arrange my own breaks? You are only in charge of protecting me. It is absolutely safe for me to meet with my old friends. He had already figured out her temper, and the more he followed her, the more he would reveal his intentions. This way of going against the rules would achieve the opposite effect.

Sure enough, Jian Fan threw the file onto the tea table. "The relationship between friend and foe can change in an instant, let alone not meeting for a long time. Since Director Yan has sent me to protect you, I have to do my best to fulfill my duty. "

What a joke. He only had eight hours a day to work. Eight hours later, he went to see an old friend to do something that would make the country proud. Where would she go to investigate? Other than the time he slept, she had to keep an eye on him the whole time!

"This is soft violence," I protested.

"When you sleep, you're absolutely free." Jane Fan raised his chin coolly. There was no room for negotiation.

"…" Ling Chen's defeated expression made Jian Fan secretly feel good.

Little Yang, who was dutiful, had long been tricked by the Big Gray Wolf, and was about to be devoured and wiped clean.

Jian Fan took out a pen and changed the contract very seriously.

Ling Chen sat by her side, staring at her full and delicate face, the corners of his lips unconsciously rising higher and higher.

He liked her to be this simple and straightforward. He liked her undisguised reprimand, her straightforward and straightforward martial arts, and her serious appearance. This feeling had nothing to do with lust. He would be happy with her happiness and sad with her sadness.

He seems to be in love...

Yes, this was the feeling of being in love. It was a wonderful feeling he had never experienced before.

Jian Fan solemnly signed his name on the contract.

Ling Chen glanced over it, and put it away without any objections.

"Let's go eat lunch. After lunch, we'll get used to the flow of the New Zealand project." Ling Chen looked at his watch. It was already time for lunch.

Jian Fan stood up and said, "I heard that the staff dining room of your Ling Qi Corporation can be called the Seven Stars luxury hotel. I will go down and have a look myself. Please do as you please, Director Ling."

"I'll go with you." Ling Chen was one step faster than her and walked to the door.

"No." She didn't want to be a gorilla visited by a thousand employees of the Ling Qi Corporation.

"Then let's go out and eat together? I'll follow you wherever you go, anyway. " Ling Chen lifted his eyelids, he was a complete scoundrel.

Jane Fan gritted her teeth in anger as she stared at him angrily.

"The French restaurant?"

"No!" After eating too much, Jane was afraid of losing her lifespan.

"Then let's go to the Japanese restaurant a little further away?"

"I don't like it!"

"Then where do you think we should go?" Ling Chen was exceptionally patient, since he was determined to follow her.

Jian Fan's black eyes turned and an idea popped up in his mind. "I want to eat the noodle soup from the noodle shop at the entrance of Hans University."

She had expected to see Ling Chen's face twitch, but he had clearly disappointed her. She could clearly see the big, cracked, clear smile on his face. "Ha, I also want to eat that. Let's go."

Jian Fan was instantly petrified and stood rooted to the spot. She had originally wanted to tease him. The noble and expensive young master would actually be willing to eat at a roadside stall?

"What are you standing there for? There's going to be a lot of students leaving school soon. " Just like this, Jian Fan was half dragged, half dragged, and half dragged into the car by Ling Chen.

At the entrance of Hans University, the Lamian restaurant was filled to the brim with people. The spicy and fragrant noodles with various flavors have become a well-known snack brand.

Jian Fan and Ling Chen squeezed to the deepest corner before finding a seat. After ordering two bowls of extremely hot noodles, they waited quietly.

There were four color televisions hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the noodle shop, back to back, so that all the guests in the hall could see them.

Jane Fan did not want to talk to Ling Chen, so she raised her head and pretended to watch TV. The midday news was on the television, and a few experts, deep and grave, were explaining the recent hubbub about the Ma and Air disaster.

With one hand on his chin, Jane Fan tilted his head and looked at him with a serious expression.

Ling Chen glanced at it, and a trace of a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"What number are we?" "I heard the boss call Number 78."

Without even turning his head, Jian Fan replied, "Number 112."

"Gulp." Hearing this long and distant number, Ling Chen's stomach began to growl in protest.

Jian Fan wanted to laugh, but pretended to be calm as he looked at the television screen.

After the international news broadcast ended, the host began to broadcast the noon events in Shallow Water City.

An eye-catching title appeared by the host's side, which immediately caused Jian Fan to be full of energy and sit up straight.

"According to our reporter, at around 9: 40 this morning, in front of the apartment building of the new era in Hong Kong and Huihui province, we ran into the youngest rising star of the Sha'lao District, the head of the Public Security Branch, Ye Hanyi, who was carrying a panic-stricken woman, rushing out of the district towards the hospital. It is said that the relationship between the two of them is of a higher ranking. Last night, when he was drunk and stayed in his room, he was met with interviews by reporters. Commissioner Ye immediately expressed that his subordinate is his fiancee.

Turning the camera, the scene was that of the reporter blocking Ling Chen's threatening words in the morning.

Ling Chen raised the center of his brows with a heavy expression. Why are there so many reporters blocking the entrance of the New Age apartment building? Such a lineup must have been arranged in advance.

However, since the new era apartment was registered as Jane Fan's residence by the Shallow Mountain Public Security Bureau, the target of this whistleblower should be... Jian Fan! His gaze suddenly narrowed. Who was so bold as to scheme against his Little Fan?

When she turned to look at Jian Fan's reaction, she was so shocked that she didn't know what to do.

"I need to find my big brother and Zhou Tong to get to the bottom of this. The news must be randomly written." Jian Fan suddenly stood up and pulled the chair under him, causing an ear-piercing sound to ring out.

Ling Chen pulled her back, and pushed her back into her chair. "Don't be agitated yet, have you figured out what's going on? What questions are you going to rush over and ask them? "

Jian Fan breathed heavily, his emotions unfathomable. She didn't know what she was doing. She was worried when Ye Han said that Zhou Tong was sick and wanted to go to the hospital. There were also those crazy dog-like reporters who, in order to dig up news, completely disregarded the reputations of others, creating rumors and causing trouble.

"I …"

"Go ask them, did you really have sex last night? When did you and Zhou Tong get engaged? How come I didn't know? " Ling Chen's voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for Jian Fan to understand.

Her heart sank, and his few words dampened her agitation and anxiety. That's right, regardless if it was true or false, they were already frightened and hurt. If she were to ask again, how would she be able to keep her mouth open?

After all, she and Shaotian had purposely pretended to be sick last night and had Ye Han send Zhou Tong home. Wasn't it what she wanted to give them the chance to see the two of them together? However, the progress was too fast. It was beyond his imagination. How was he going to end this?