Yang Ye's nose was sour, tears came out of her eyes, she lowered her head in disguise, and nodded lightly, "Thank you, doctor." ”

Qin Zhenghuang saw her emotions, and after expressing his gratitude, he whispered a few words to the doctor.

Then, Big Palm took her little hand and walked to the other end of the hallway, the butler and nanny following closely behind.

Grandma was placed in a VIP ward, which was supposed to be fully equipped, and as soon as they entered, the nurse pushed Grandma in.

"Grandma!" Yang Ye greeted him, and tears flowed down his eyes again.

She was about to shout, but the nurse stopped her, "The patient has just fallen asleep, don't disturb her, it's not conducive to recuperation." ”

Qin Zhenghuang stretched out his long arms, hugged her shoulders, and forcefully brought them into his arms.

At this moment, Yang Ye seemed to have a feeling of dependence, leaning on his shoulder quietly and sighing quietly.

"Miss, I'm here to watch the old lady, you go back. The nanny volunteered, not wanting Yang Ye to be too tired.

The housekeeper also hurriedly accosted, "The two of us are here, you can rest assured." ”

Qin Zhenghuang also looked down at her, as if to say, if you are here, I will accompany you.

Yang Ye was indeed tired, and she didn't want Qin Zhenghuang to accompany her here, so she nodded slightly, "Okay, I'll go back to the old mansion." ”

There's only one place for her.

Qin Zhenghuang gently put his arm around her shoulders and led her out.

"You stand here waiting for me. Walking to the square in front of the hospital, Qin Zhenghuang stopped and said to Yang Ye, "You must wait for me here." ”

Suddenly, he remembered Yang Ye's escape from the hospital, and looked at her eyes with some worry.

"Good. Yang Ye chuckled.

When Qin Zhenghuang came out and saw Yang Ye standing in the middle of the square, his heart suddenly relaxed.

In the hazy moonlight, the woman stood there quietly, with a slender posture and exquisite lines, how beautiful and beautiful it was!

Qin Zhenghuang stopped the car, rolled down the window, and stared at her quietly, "This is my most beloved woman!"

He groaned inwardly.

They all say that people have aesthetic fatigue, and it is their nature to like the new and hate the old, and they used to be even more so, however, now this nature, Qin Zhenghuang seems to be gone, and he has lost it. Because, in his eyes, looking at Yang Ye, he felt that he couldn't see enough in his life.

It's not because of her beauty, although Yang Ye does have a good skin, however, Qin Zhenghuang, a woman who is more beautiful than her, has seen more, but none of them are so attentive.

Especially after planning to let go completely this time, the once drunk dream of death, suddenly lost interest. It wasn't until today, when they met again, that he suddenly realized that it was this woman that he was willing to live for the rest of his life.

Qin Zhenghuang took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, the night breeze blew in through the glass window, there was some coolness, he smoked the cigarette quietly and elegantly, his eyes looked at the Yang Ye not far away without blinking, his eyes were blazing.

Before, he used Qin's shares to keep her by his side, and their relationship was bad enough, and he didn't want to continue to deteriorate.

Will she ever come together with herself?

How can I let her know her heart?

Qin Zhenghuang fell into deep thought, and his gaze became distracted.

What he thought in his heart was a lifetime between them.

At this time, Yang Ye thought that he had been waiting for a long time, and was a little surprised, looking in the direction of the parking lot, but saw that he had parked the car and was smoking in it.

The face behind the car window is particularly lonely against the backdrop of the night, and the expression makes people feel distressed.

Yang Ye looked at him blankly, holding the position of his heart with his palm, trying to adjust his breathing, she was no longer his wife, but her heart would still hurt for him.

"What's the matter?, sitting in it and falling asleep?" Yang Ye walked over and stood beside the car, knocking on the car door with his white little fingers.

Qin Zhenghuang hurriedly snuffed out the cigarette butt on his fingertips and opened the car door sideways for her.

"Shall I take you to eat something?" Qin Zhenghuang gentlemanly asked for her opinion, his eyes were deep and hot, and when he stared at her, he hated to melt her.

Yang Yezhen doubted that this man intended to wait for her at this intersection, and even arranged for his younger brother to come here to touch porcelain.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence.

"I don't want to eat, I just want to rest. She bluntly refused.

Qin Zhenghuang was not annoyed, his palm gently shook her little hand, and his smile became more and more charming, "I haven't eaten yet, for the sake of my busy work, accompany me to eat a little." ”

Yang Ye lowered his head and was silent, and in his clear eyes as clear as water, there was a streamer that kept flickering.

He did help himself today, but who knows if he had other intentions?

It's better not to have any other connections, otherwise, it will be entangled again.

There was a brief silence between them, and the air in the car seemed to be quiet.

"Let's go, don't refuse me. The corners of Qin Zhenghuang's lips were slightly hooked, and the dark eyes were still deep and bright.

His palm gently stroked her hairline, staring into her gaze, affectionate and sad, a slightly bitter smile overflowing from the corners of his lips.

Yang Ye's eyes were locked by him, and this expression touched the softness in the depths of her heart.

Yang Ye turned his head slightly, and his head was pressed very low, so that Qin Zhenghuang couldn't see the expression on her face at the moment, but tears fell on his hands.

With a sudden pain in his heart, Qin Zhenghuang suddenly started the car and rushed out like an arrow from the string.

"Don't cry, Yang Ye. The words blurted out were still Qin Zhenghuang-style commanding tones, and his ink eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had fallen into his own world.

Qin Zhenghuang parked the car in a private restaurant, and the two of them went in to eat, Yang Ye habitually sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and Qin Zhenghuang naturally had no opinion.

The period of time they have been together is not short, Qin Zhenghuang took over the menu and ordered all the dishes that Yang Ye likes to eat.

Yang Ye sat opposite, smiled lightly, and said, "Thank you." ”

Qin Zhenghuang returned the menu to the waiter, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, "Are you still so polite with me?"

Yang Ye shrugged, looking very casual, "I didn't expect that we could get along so well, in fact, we can't be lovers, and it's good for us to be friends." ”

She had already figured out the way just now, let it be, she couldn't stop it.

For herself and Qin Zhenghuang, she didn't plan to fight too much.

"I don't want to be friends with you. Qin Zhenghuang seemed to say casually.

Yang Ye's hand holding the water cup trembled violently, and the water in the cup almost didn't overflow.

The smile on her lips was slightly mocking, her brown eyes were slightly dilated, and she was silent for a moment before she said lightly, "Oh, forget it, it's me who is passionate." ”

In fact, she knew what Qin Zhenghuang meant in her heart, and she just deliberately interrupted.

The waiter brought the food up, Qin Zhenghuang's lips hooked slightly, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up the food for her, but found that she was motionless, and her eyes kept falling on the window.

Qin Zhenghuang's handsome side face made it difficult to distinguish joy and anger for a while, "It's not you who is amorous, it seems to be my ......"