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Met You in the Most Beautiful Years [Thirty-seven] Little Uncle, I Look Like This(2/2)

[I just walked away because I had something to do. I didn’t see the text message. Eat more lunch. The nurse is here. If you have any questions, call me.]

She clicked on the keyboard: "I understand, are you still coming to the hospital today?"

About ten minutes later, Yu Zhongxiao replied. He said - [If you have no other arrangements for the evening, just go there]

"I said what are you doing sneakily?"

A big head suddenly stretched out in front of her eyes. Ye Hehuan subconsciously put away his mobile phone and remembered the trolley suitcase he still left in the hotel. "My luggage is all in the hotel. Please go and get it for me."

"Don't you live in the Yan family?"

As soon as Qin Shousheng asked, he realized that he had said the wrong thing. He patted his mouth and said with a playful smile: "Look at me, the lady has ordered me to get it for you right away!"

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, the caregiver Yu Zhongxiao hired came. She was an aunt in her forties and a local.

When Qin Shousheng saw someone coming to take care of Ye Hehuan, he felt relieved and went to the hotel where Ye Hehuan lived to help her pick up her suitcase.



Ye Hehuan was listening to music on MP3 and plugged in his headphones. There was a knock on the ward door. The nurse went to open the door and saw a beautiful woman standing outside the door.

"Who are you looking for?" the nurse asked.

Ye Hehuan raised his eyes and looked over. When he saw Zhang Ningning, he closed his eyes and said to the nurse: "Aunt Liang, I want to rest."

The nurse was about to close the door. Zhang Ningning raised her hand to hold it down and looked at Ye Hehuan: "Miss Ye, let's talk calmly."

"What are you talking about?" Ye Hehuan opened his eyes and spoke lazily.

The nurse took the door to the door and exited.

Zhang Ningning looked at the patient information card hanging at the end of the bed, then looked condescendingly at the sick Ye Hehuan on the bed, and said in a calm tone: "I sent that text message yesterday."

Ye Hehuan was not surprised and just stared back at her quietly.

Zhang Ningning was slightly stunned at first, then smiled lightly: "It seems that you have guessed it yourself, but I don't think there is anything wrong with what you did."

"I hurt Ayu before because of too many scruples. I am very grateful that you stayed with him when he was most helpless and brought him so much happiness. We chose to be together. You are the one I feel most ashamed of. Ayu cannot

I know how to tell you about this, but sometimes the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain, so I made this decision for him without permission."

"I am almost twenty-six years old, I have experienced a marriage change, and I cannot afford to play the gamble of love. But you are only eighteen years old, and you still have unlimited possibilities in life, and you will also encounter countless harsh opponents - what are you doing?!

"

Zhang Ningning suddenly exclaimed, and with a 'clang' sound, the enamel cup filled with hot water hit her.

That expensive mink coat was a big piece wet.

Even the back of Zhang Ningning's left hand was burned red. She endured the pain and frowned at Ye Hehuan, who curled up her lips and said disapprovingly: "Why didn't it hit her face? What a pity."

"you--"

"What are you doing? If you want to leave it abroad, if you break in without the owner's permission, I can definitely shoot you."

Zhang Ningning didn't expect her to be so unreasonable. Her face turned red and white, and she covered the back of her hand: "Now it seems that Ayu was right to break up with you."

"I also sympathize with Yan Yu. He will fall into the hands of a bumbling old witch like you for the rest of his life." Ye Hehuan retorted.

The door suddenly opened. Zhang Ningning turned around, looking surprised: "Ayu, why are you here?"

Naturally, Yan Yu also saw the embarrassment all over her body, especially her hands that were about to get blistered. He frowned and looked at Ye Hehuan, who was lying on the bed with an arrogant look on his face. She didn't have the slightest sense of admitting her mistake, and there was still a smile on her lips.

With a sarcastic tone, he lowered his voice: "He Huan, if you have something to tell me, there is no need to cause trouble for Ning Ning."

"Am I causing trouble for her?" A cold smile appeared on Ye Hehuan's young face, which was particularly dazzling: "This seems to be my room, right? I don't know who the intruder is..."

Yan Yu felt that the girl in front of him was very strange. She didn't have the sweet smile when she was clinging to him, and there was no shy affection in her eyes when she looked at him.

This sudden change made him feel uncomfortable.

Ye Hehuan looked directly into his eyes: "If Mr. Bao were like you, it would probably snow not only in June, but also snow every day for twelve months of the year."

"Ayu, I just..." Zhang Ningning hurriedly explained.

"I know." Yan Yu took her hand and said in a low voice without looking at Ye Hehuan: "Let's go and let the nurse take care of the wound."

Zhang Ningning nodded and looked up at him, with affection in his brows.

Ye Hehuan looked at the two people who were flirting in front of her. Her anger far outweighed her sadness. Before Yan Yu took Zhang Ningning out, she called him softly: "Ayu."

Yan Yu turned around when he heard the sound, and what greeted him was a big apple. When Zhang Ningning screamed, a hot water bottle had already hit his leg.

The explosion of the thermos bottle's inner tank caused the entire corridor to become silent for an instant.

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Yu Zhongxiao came out of the restaurant. He drank half a bottle of white wine at noon, and his temples felt swollen and painful. He rubbed them with his fingers and took out the keys to unlock the car.

The phone buzzed, there was a call coming in.

He tilted his head back and leaned on the driver's seat, closing his eyes and falling asleep. He didn't take it out of his trouser pocket until a minute after the bell rang.

"Hello?" Yu Zhongxiao didn't look at the call and answered it directly.

There was no words spoken on the other end of the phone, just soft breathing. He frowned and said, "Speak."

"Uncle, it's me."

The girl's soft voice reached his ears, and it was still trembling. Yu Zhongxiao sat up and lowered his voice subconsciously: "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!
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