Xiao still knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to confess: "I don't know which hospital it is." There is a trace of sadness and sadness in the weak words.

Wu Jingjie on the other end of the phone was stunned and said suspiciously: "You can see if the ward is marked, or ask the nurse." ”

"Then you wait a minute, I'll see. She turned on the room light, and the bright light swallowed the darkness of the room, and the whole room seemed more empty and quiet.

Looking around the ward, he saw the icons and imprints on the quilt, and said, "Jiaren Hospital." ”

"You stay in the ward, I'll be right over. "Urgent words, the tone is anxious.

Without waiting for Xiao to speak, Wu Jingjie hung up the phone.

She sat on the bed, shrugged her shoulders, looked at the phone in her hand with sad eyes, and sighed deeply. At this time, Jun Han must be having a candlelight dinner with Mu Xue'er! And how could he think of her old love, who can't see the light of day.

At the bottom of my heart, sadness flowed backwards, and my slightly pale face was shrouded in distressing sadness.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in Xiao Yi's hand rang, and the melodious music sounded coldly, which startled Xiao Ying, who was distracted, and threw the phone away. When she reacted and noticed the names on the screen, a flash of joy flashed in her lost eyes.

She picked up the phone in a hurry, and her lips opened slightly: "Jun Han." In the plain words, it is difficult to hide the excitement and nervousness.

She had some anticipation, some joy, and some fear.

"Xiao still, if you don't go home so late, which wild man are you fooling around with again. The cold voice and cruel words were like a sharp knife, stabbing Xiao Yan's heart fiercely.

The joy in his eyes was swallowed up by loss, Xiao still suddenly found that he was ridiculous, and he actually expected Wen Junhan to care about him.

The corners of her mouth pulled out a mocking arc, she sorted out her emotions, and pretended to speak calmly: "I'm in the hospital now, I may have to go back later, Junhan, what's the matter with you?"

Wen Junhan on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then said coldly: "I don't care if you are in the hospital or not, I will immediately go to the villa in the middle of Yangming." The tone and tone of the command are not to be disobeyed.

"Junhan, I ......"

Before Xiao still finished speaking, there was a beeping sound on the phone.

Looking at the phone that was hung up, Xiao still sighed weakly, then rolled over and got out of bed, put on his shoes and prepared to leave.

In the quiet corridor of the hospital, the patients walked back and forth accompanied by their families, only the thin back left slowly with heavy steps, and she looked so desolate and pitiful with a thin and slender figure, which made people feel very worried.

She called Wu Jingjie while walking, but she couldn't get through even twice, so she had to send him a message, saying that she had something to leave.

When Wu Jingjie rushed to Jiaren Hospital, he remembered that he didn't know where Xiao was still in the ward, and when he took out his mobile phone to call Xiao Yi, he saw the message sent by Xiao Yi, and flipped through the information to learn that Xiao Yiyi had left the hospital.

He walked out of the hospital while making a phone call, and when the phone was connected, he opened his mouth anxiously: "Ranran, where have you been?"

At this time, Xiao was still taking a taxi to the villa in Yangming Mid-Levels, and she hesitated: "I'm sorry Jingjie, I have something very important to leave, so I ......" The embarrassment between the words made people feel distressed.

"Is it Wen Junhan?" Except for Wen Junhan, no one could call Ran Ran away from the hospital bed.

Xiao still didn't answer, but said, "Jingjie, don't ask so much, okay?"

"Yet, why can't you ......?"

Before Wu Jingjie's words could be finished, he was interrupted by Xiao Yi: "Jingjie, this is the path I have chosen, no matter how difficult it is, I will finish it when I kneel." Nothing can be shaken by the categorical words, the firmness and determination of the tone.

Wu Jingjie was silent for two seconds, and finally reluctantly compromised: "Okay then, then you take care of yourself, tell me as soon as there is any situation, you know? Don't hold on, you will always have my support behind you." ”

"Thank you, Jingjie. "He really helped her so much, but she really didn't have anything but say thank you.

While talking, the taxi had stopped steadily in front of the villa in the middle of Yangming, and Xiao still said into the phone: "Jingjie, I'm here, don't say anything, hang up first." The sound fell, and then he hung up the phone.

After paying and getting out of the car, she stood in front of the villa, looking at this retro European-style building standing majestically in front of her, she hesitated for a long time before she mustered up the courage to walk towards the security booth: "Uncle, it was President Wen who called me here, can you let me in?"

The security guard looked at Xiao still several times, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then ruthlessly refused: "I can't." ”

Xiao still said a lot of good things, but the security guard just didn't let her in, she really had no choice but to call Wen Junhan: "Junhan, I'm at the door of the villa, and the security guard won't let me in." "The aggrieved words are so pitiful and painful.

Wen Junhan didn't say anything, just hung up the phone, and after a while, the security guard opened the iron door of the villa, and then said to her, "You can go in." ”

Xiao still bowed and said thank you several times in succession, and then trotted into the villa.

This is not the first time she has come to Yangmingshan Villa, the last time she came was seven years ago, when the garden was full of Manzhu Sawa that only saw flowers but no leaves, red like a sea of blood, stunning and eye-catching. Her favorite flower is Manzhu Sahua, which Jun Han said was specially planted for her.

Now, the sea of flowers of Manju Sawa is gone, replaced by a circular fountain and a large sky full of stars.

Looking at the scenery that had long been different, Xiao still raised a self-deprecating arc at the corner of his mouth, and then trotted to the door of the villa and knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was Mu Xue'er, she looked at Xiao Yi with a high attitude, a touch of smugness flashed on her cherry powder lips without a trace, and the smile on the face of the fair and pink melon seeds was particularly good-looking, and she shouted inside: "Jun Han, your secretary is here." With that, she turned and walked towards the house.

She walked into the house and looked at Mu Xue'er, who was dressed in a long skirt, holding Wen Junhan's arm, her heart seemed to have been hit hard by something, and then shattered to the ground. She forcibly held back the tears that burst out of her eyes, sorted out her emotions and came to Wen Junhan: "President, do you have anything to do with me?"

Wen Junhan sat on the sofa with Mu Xue'er's thin waist in his arms, he didn't even look at Xiao Yi, and said coldly: "I'm hungry, let's get some food! Xue'er What do you want to eat? Tell her to let her do it for you?" The cold and detached words did not have the slightest warmth, his eyes kept looking at Mu Xue'er, and there was a gentle smile on his handsome face.

The warm and sweet scene on the sofa was so dazzling in Xiao Zhen's eyes, so painful that it was so difficult to breathe, so uncomfortable.

Mu Xue'er snuggled in Wen Junhan's arms as if no one was around, and said coquettishly: "Junhan, I can also cook, or I'll cook it for you, okay." She volunteered, her eyes full of love.

"You are my woman, how can I let you do those heavy words, be obedient, be obedient, just wait here obediently to eat. The big hand gently stroked Mu Xue'er's head, and there was endless tenderness in her gentle voice.

It is said that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach, how could Mu Xueer give up such a good opportunity.

Mu Xue'er sat up from Wen Junhan's arms, shook his arm and said coquettishly: "Junhan, can you just let me show my hand?" You see that Secretary Xiao's face is so pale, it must be very hard to rush over, you just let her rest, okay." She blinked wide, she was so kind and considerate.

Xiao was still pale and he didn't see it, remembering that when she said that she was in the hospital when she called, her heart throbbed inexplicably, and a complicated light flashed in her reef-like cold eyes under the sea. He was silent for a few seconds, then affectionately scratched the bridge of Mu Xue'er's nose and whispered: "Okay then! Give you a chance to perform, when cooking, be careful, don't hurt yourself." Advised, such gentleness used to belong to Xiao Yi.

Mu Xue'er jumped up excitedly, and then walked happily towards the kitchen.

"Xiao still, you go and give Xue'er a hand. The cold tone commanded.

Xiao still opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Mu Xue'er hurriedly said, "No need, I want to cook a meal for Jun Han myself." That serious look, a happy smile on the delicate little face.

Mu Xue'er was busy in the kitchen, the atmosphere in the living room was particularly solemn, and Xiao was still standing quietly behind Wen Junhan, like a personal maid.

Wen Junhan pressed the remote control boringly, and all kinds of lace news related to him were broadcast on TV, the most eye-catching thing was the love triangle between him and Xiao Yi, Mu Xue'er, which caused a stir in the entire Z City, and this time Wen Junhan did not stop it, but instead encouraged such lace news to spread in all corners of the city.

Listening to the voice of the reporter on the TV, his eyes looked at the TV from time to time, and the news was like a handful of salt sprinkled on Xiao Yi's wound, which was heart-rending and unforgettable.

"Why are you in the hospital?"

Wen Junhan's voice sounded coldly, startling Xiao who was still sad, and he was stunned for a moment before replying: "I felt a little uncomfortable, so I went to the hospital." "If he told the truth, would he feel sorry for her?

"Uncomfortable?" he sat up straight, turned his head to look at Xiao Yi, and his eyes were sharp: "Where is it uncomfortable?" Ignoring Xiao's still haggard look, he humiliated her mercilessly.

The hands on both sides tugged at the clothes tightly, then released them again, and replied calmly: "I don't." The tone was flat, without the slightest fluctuation of emotions.

"Xiao still, I warn you, don't play tricks under my nose, or ......" The unfinished words were Chi Guoguo's threat.

"I know, I won't. The indifferent words were filled with deep sadness and sadness.

Just then, there was a startled scream from the kitchen.