Chapter 30 The gentle and elegant Yanxi

In a quiet hospital room.

Chu Qiao was asleep, her long eyelashes were gently fanning, and her small nose was moving regularly with her breathing.

Meng Yanxi sat on the guest sofa in the ward, put on his eyes, and looked at the legal documents in his hand. His eyes were fixed on the dense clauses on the paper.

The wind blew in through the curtains as thin as cicada wings, and the night was a little cool.

"Dingding......

When it was quiet, the room suddenly rang with a mobile phone. Chu Qiao was woken up by the familiar ringtone and opened his eyes.

Meng Yanxi frowned, but followed the ringtone with good cultivation and flipped out the mobile phone in Chu Qiao's bag. When he touched the phone, Meng Yanxi's brows frowned even tighter.

The old fuselage, outdated design, and even multiple cracks and wear on it. Now, ** children will pursue fashionable smart phones, who would use such an old and backward style?

Her days...... How the hell is going to live?

Meng Yanxi retracted his thoughts, pinched the phone with his fingers, walked in front of Chu Qiao, and handed the phone to Chu Qiao's hand: "Oh, here you go!"

Chu Qiao smiled at him, then hurriedly took the phone and pressed the call button.

"Hey, Shinoa. ”

"Chu Qiao, where are you now?"

Chu Qiao's teeth bit her lip, her eyes looked at her hand wrapped in gauze, and said lightly: "Oh, Xiaoya, I'm in the staff apartment now!Do you have something?" She moved away from Xiaoya and moved to Meng Yanchen, talking about living in a free staff apartment by herself.

Meng Yanxi was stunned, with a hint of exploration in his eyes, and looked at Chu Qiao. People are obviously living in the hospital because they are sick, and this is the time when they need the most attention from others. But she deliberately didn't say it, just to not let others worry?

Chu Qiao, Chu Qiao, what kind of person are you?

"Chu Qiao, is it convenient for you to come to my house now?"

"Uh......" Chu Qiao looked at the sick number on his body**, and hesitated in his eyes: "Now?Xiaoya, can I go to you again in a few days?"

"Chu Qiao, can you come quickly...... Aunt Xue, she's at my doorstep now. ”

"What!" Chu Qiao exclaimed.

"When I got home from work just now, I saw Aunt Xue standing in front of my house. She said that she was looking for you, and said, if you don't come, you will stay at the door of my house and not leave!" Lu Xiaoya on the other end of the phone wanted to die. She didn't have to go to work in the dark tonight, and when she came home, she found that there was such a doorman standing at the door. I knew that she would go to the dark night bar to do free labor and not go home.

"I, I know......" Chu Qiao's eyebrows tightened. She could even hear Aunt Xue talking from her phone.

The mobile phone she uses now was bought by herself with the money she earned from her hard work at university. As for the mobile phone number**, Aunt Xue doesn't care if she's doing well, let alone cares about her mobile phone number**? The only thing Aunt Xue may know is the address of Xiaoya's house, because she once took Xiaoruo to Xiaoya's house.

"Xiaoya, I'll be here soon......" Chu Qiao's teeth clenched his lips, and his teeth bit out a terrifying bruise on his pale lips, and there was endless sadness in his eyes.

What is Aunt Xue looking for her for? She no longer cares about your sick father, she no longer allows herself to return to her original home, what does Aunt Xue still want?

Chu Qiao weakly pressed the disconnect button on his mobile phone, and his heart seemed to have opened a big opening, empty. What else do you have that Aunt Xue can take?

"What's the matter, are you going to get out of the hospital?" Meng Yanxi heard the content of her call, removed the gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes darkened, her hands pressed on Chu Qiao's shoulders, and said, "Chu Qiao, you can't go out!"

"No! Yanxi, I must be discharged from the hospital!" Chu Qiao tried to push Meng Yanxi's hand away, and he had already lifted the thin quilt covering his body. She must go!

"Your discharge from the hospital blowing the night breeze will only aggravate your condition!Haven't you thought about your own body?" Meng Yanxi's eyes were full of concern. In front of him, although he has the same face as Meng Yanchen, his tenderness and warmth are absolutely absent from Meng Yanchen.

She could not care about herself, but he couldn't!

"Please, Yanxi. I must be discharged from the hospital today. I've troubled Shinoya a lot, and I can't trouble Shinoya anymore...... Can you help me?" Chu Qiao grabbed Meng Yanxi's hand, a hint of begging flashed in his eyes, and said.

Meng Yanxi's gaze caught her stubborn little face, looked at it for a while, and then nodded slowly: "Okay! However, I want to go out with you." When you're done with the matter, I'll send you back immediately, okay?"

"Well, okay, I'll listen to you!"

Chu Qiao pushed away the quilt, climbed down from the bed, and stood up. After all, her body was not healed, and she was still a little weak, and she stood on the ground, and people couldn't help but sway a little. Suddenly, she looked thoughtfully at the blue **sick** on her body.

Meng Yanxi's eyes flashed a hint of understanding, and with a hook of the corners of his mouth, he took off his gray ** windbreaker from his body and carefully let Chu Qiao put it on.

"Don't say no. If you go out wearing this thin sick number**, it will definitely aggravate your condition. Besides, don't you want the people who see you to see that you're wearing a sick number**!"

Hearing his words, Chu Qiaodi raised his head, his clear apricot eyes looked into those gentle eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that his mind was delicate. She didn't say anything, but he knew what she was worried about.

As he said, Chu Qiao nodded and put on his windbreaker.

Meng Yanxi and Meng Yanchen are twin brothers, they look very similar, and judging from their facial features alone, they can't find any difference at all. Perhaps the only difference is that Meng Yanxi looks slightly taller than Meng Yanchen. Therefore, his windbreaker was worn on his body, and the hem of the windbreaker had reached her calves, but it covered her with a blue **sick** very tightly.

"Let's go......" Meng Yanchen held her shoulder, allowing Chu Qiao to walk a little easier. His ** bore is warm and generous.

As for Meng Yanchen, he would never and never treat her like this. By the time he said he didn't believe him, he had already made her die...... Whoever he is, it's whoever he is, and it has nothing to do with her. And, looking at the way he looks, he is already tired of her and disgusted with her......

Chu Qiao coughed a few times and retracted her thoughts, she couldn't think about him anymore......