Xiao Yan is not the kind of person who will turn off his phone, he will not leave his mobile phone charging treasure all day long, and he will die if he does not brush Weibo. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Thinking about it, there are some worries. I wanted to ask Director Xiao, but I didn't have a phone number, and I was embarrassed to ask Mr. Leng for it, so I had to give up.

In the lobby of the inpatient department, Leng Buding bumped into Aunt Mei.

"Aunt Mei, why are you in the hospital? Sick? ”

Aunt Mei was anxious and tired, "Mr. is sick and hospitalized, and he hasn't been well for a few days." ”

"Leng Qiye is sick?"

How can that kind of man get sick.

Instinctively, Yi Nian thought it was a fantasy, but looking at Aunt Mei's anxiety, it was not good to show it too exaggerated.

"How could Mr. Leng get sick? He looks pretty good physically. ”

Just take the silhouette of 21 seconds and the bath, the figure is first-class and has nothing to say, unlike a weak person.

Aunt Mei sighed when she heard her say this.

"It's the first time I've been so sick since I was invited by my husband to work as a maid at home, it's been a few days, and it's not good."

"What's the disease? So serious? ”

"It's not a serious illness, it's just a bad stomach, it's strange for you to say, Mr. never eats barbecue or anything on the side of the road, how could he suddenly go to the side of the road to eat something unknown this time, vomit and diarrhea, and almost lost his life that night!

Wow! So serious!

sighed at one thought, and then thought about it, no, eating barbecue, it seems that she is also involved.

There was a sense of foreboding......

"Aunt Mei, he was hospitalized, was it the day before yesterday?"

"Like, how do you know?"

"Ouch, my brother is hospitalized in this hospital, I seem to have seen it."

How could it be seen by others, the matter of Mr. being sent to the hospital was done very secretly, Mr. had explained that this matter could not be passed on, and the ward was also the most special, so it should be impossible for others to see.

Aunt Mei thought about it and eagerly entered the elevator.

Yi Nian thought about it and walked in.

The top floor of the inpatient department is completely different from the downstairs.

Could this be the legendary luxury ward? A Rolls-Royce in a hospital ward?

Aunt Mei knew about An Yinian's relationship with her husband, so naturally she didn't stop her from following, but had a glimmer of hope.

Mr. is also a big boss, with a car, a house and a ticket, it's time for a good object.

The door was hidden, and I looked in through the cracks and saw the man sitting on the sofa, looking down to approve the documents in his hand, and there was a needle on the back of his left hand, which was hanging water.

The life of the rich generation is really sad enough, and they are not idle even when they are sick and hospitalized, no wonder it is not good.

This picture, like a pebble, falls to the bottom of my heart, causing ripples in circles.

I don't know if it's admiration or what.

Aunt May was about to knock on the door.

"Who made this report? The data before and after is not the same, but you haven't found it? The manager didn't check the documents before giving them to me? What are the company's regulations? ”

Accountability without gasping.

Then there was a click, and the papers were mercilessly thrown to the ground.

Qi Yancheng, who was waiting next to him, was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, and bent over to pick up the documents.

"Boss, I'll find out about this matter right away."

Raising his hand and pressing his temple, Leng Qiye waved his hand at Qi Yan.

"You don't have to check it, the person who made the table and the manager who did the final review are fired."

Qi Yan gasped.

"Yes."

"You can go down, notice down, eight o'clock in the evening, video conference."

"Yes."

Qi Yan walked out of the ward.

Leng Qiye leaned on the sofa, his eyes slightly closed, and his eyebrows were tired.

Doorway.

Aunt Mei was startled, Mr. hadn't been so angry for a long time.

Yi Nian shrunk his neck, feeling a chill down his spine, knowing that Leng **oss had a dark belly, he didn't know that he was so ruthless, and he fired two people with one data and one sentence, which was no different from the ancient emperors who held the power of life and death.

So what is she doing here? Don't run yet!

It's too late.

"Ann, Miss Ann."

Qi Yan's voice was full of hope and surprise.

Yi thought of holding his forehead, silently retracted his retreating leg, and greeted him stiffly.

"Hi, Mr. Qi, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Miss An is here to see the boss, right? Ouch, I also bought fruit, Miss An, you really have a heart, I will go back to the company first if I have something. ”

After Qi Yan finished greetings, a puff of smoke disappeared without a trace.

I looked at the fruit in my hand, and it was full of black lines.

This fruit was obviously bought by Aunt Mei, but in the elevator, she saw that Aunt Mei was holding a thermos pot and lifting the fruit too hard, so she did a good deed.

Now, I can't run if I want to, and the man in the ward is staring at him with a pair of dark eyes.

Is this a shot in the foot? I want to cry without tears.

The fleeting brilliance in her husband's eyes, Aunt Mei could see it clearly, she squinted and smiled, and stuffed the thermos pot in her hand into Yi Nian's arms.

"Oh, I'm an old fool, and there's fish soup stewed on the stove at home! It's a big deal, I have to go back immediately, just think that you are not busy now, help me take care of Mr., and I will be back in a while. ”

The facial expressions are so exaggerated, can you look like you're acting?

As soon as she thought of twisting her eyebrows, she clearly smelled a burst of fishy smell wafting out of the thermos pot in her hand, judging by the professional nose of a foodie, the thermos pot must be fish soup!

She grabbed Aunt Mei's arm, her innocent eyes watery.

"Aunt Mei, it seems that there is fish soup in this thermos pot."

Aunt Mei shook her head, "Yes, really?" If this is fish soup, then the stew at home is chicken soup, and it can't be delayed, right? As soon as you think of it, you will do a little favor, just bring things in, Aunt Mei will come back in a while, thank you. ”

As he spoke, he had ruthlessly pushed her away and ran straight towards the elevator.

"Aunt Mei, how long did you say for a while?"

"It's only a few minutes, it won't delay you too much!"

Aunt Mei didn't look back and left.

A thought burst into tears.

Dear Aunt Mei, please lie and take a snack, here to go to Qilin Mountain, it takes more than an hour to drive back and forth......

Look at the thermos pot and then look at the fruit, I really want to throw away the things and run away.

Which tendon is wrong, I think it is my fault that he eats a bad stomach and is hospitalized, and wants to offer condolences and condolences.

"Miss An, are you planning to stand outside until you die?"

A cold voice came from within, like a curse.

A dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth!

The thought of purses his lips and rolls his eyes.

Kicked open the door and swaggered in.

Throw the thermos and fruit on the table, and she'll leave.

However, the man stretched out his leg to trip her and almost tripped her.

Immature!

Actually make such a schoolboy trick!

Yi Nian glared at the man fiercely, he crossed Erlang's legs, sat on the sofa gracefully, and deliberately looked at her embarrassment.

"Mr. Leng, a patient should be like a patient, you are like this, it is difficult to recover, did you forget to take medicine?"

Yo, the little mouth is weird.

Leng Qiye's eyelids lifted, shrugged her shoulders indifferently, looked at her confident little appearance, and picked the corners of her mouth.

Seeing him smile weirdly, she became wary and silently took a step back.

"Come here."

He hooked his finger at her.

She shook her head, shook her head vigorously.

"Come here."

He lowered his voice and repeated.

"Mr. Leng, you are now a patient, and you are still hanging with water, I am afraid that I will touch the needle with my teeth and claws."

I just don't want to go over.

The man's eyes lit up, and he flew out like a sharp knife.

She instinctively shuddered, and walked over slowly.

"Mr. Leng, in fact, I also have something to do, my friend is lost, I think I should go to the police station now."

Leng Qiye lay the corners of his mouth flat, his fingers beat on his legs, and he had an expression of watching a big show.

I felt humiliated at a thought, played a scoundrel, and sat on the bed with my ass.

"Master Leng, do you have any orders for you to say?"

Don't stare at people like this, it makes people's scalp tingle, just like meeting a ghost in the middle of the night.

The man shrugged his shoulders and patted the spot next to him.

The meaning is self-evident.

Yi Yi pursed his lips and reluctantly smirked, "Actually, my ears are quite good, and I don't have to get so close to hear your commands." ”

"An Yi Nian!"

Leng **oss's patience can be regarded as exhausted, in Xicheng, he hooked his fingers, ring fat and thin, what kind of woman he can't get, but this little girl in front of him pretends to be confused in front of him every time.

When he begged him, he promised to be good, and he would pay the bill in the blink of an eye.

If it weren't for that face, how could he be so good-tempered.

Called the full name, a thought knew, the demon was angry, and instantly smoke on the soles of his feet, and he sat down at lightning speed.

Leng Qiye raised her eyebrows, looked at her angry expression up close, and couldn't help but smile.

"Miss An, didn't anyone tell you that your lying skills are worse than Aunt Mei's?"

She was dumbfounded, clearly disagreeing with him.

"I'm not lying, Xiao Yan is missing, it's been turned off for most of the day, and no one can be found."

He was noncommittal, and said: "Miss An, you have not positioned yourself correctly, you can't forget what you said when you begged me, right?" ”

As soon as the man said this, he collapsed his shoulders in frustration, and every time he moved out of this matter, she was helpless.

Admit it, An Yinian, you were made to death by this black-bellied man!

She sighed invisibly and looked at him faintly.

"I was wrong, what did Mr. Leng command? I will not hesitate to go to the soup. ”

Leng Qiye glanced at her with disgust.

I thought I was Sister Jiang.

"What age is this, who wants you to go to the soup and fire, go, peel a fruit for me."

"Yes!"

Without a single thought, he peeled the apple neatly.

She is very attentive and professional when peeling, and her fingers move freely between the apple and fruit knives in one go.

This posture, this rhyme, is exactly the same as that of her.

Leng Qi looked at it stupidly and fell into a trance.

Sensing the scorching gaze, the movements of Yinian's hand did not hesitate, and she sneaked a glance out of the corner of her eye.

The man sat on the sofa for a long time, but his eyes were as warm as the early winter sun, and in the deep pupils, obsessive emotions were clearly written, as well as undisguised admiration and affection.

Heartbeat, inexplicably missed a beat.

As soon as the knife under his hand moved, the sharp blade cut through the fingertips.

Yes!

Yi Nian snorted, placed the knife and apple on the table, and put his finger in his mouth.

Damn it!

I was distracted at a critical time! How could the eldest prince Leng look at her with that kind of look, he must be dazzled, dazzled!

Raise your hand and pat yourself on the face to keep yourself from thinking cranky.

Her wrist suddenly cooled, and a large hand that came out of the air grabbed her wrist.

"Why are you so careless, you can't peel an apple!"

Leng Qiye frowned, and without hesitation, took her finger into her mouth.

This......

I was stunned at a thought.

His warm lips sucked on the small slash on her fingertips, burning like a spark, making her cheeks flush and her heart to her throat.

She tried to pull away, but he held her down, his tongue licking at her small wound.

The man's expression was very focused, his eyebrows were slightly depressed, the distress in his eyes was about to come out, the tall barrel, the angular chin, and the bulging Adam's apple floated up and down with his breathing.

This atmosphere is so ambiguous!

I don't know if he is true or good at creating ambiguity, anyway, at this moment, she can't breathe well, and she feels that the air is full of cement!

What to do?

I couldn't pull my hand or move my eyes.

It took a long time for him to come back to his senses from his own world, reach out and lift her chin, and slowly approach.

Breathing is entangled, and the temperature rises sharply.

"Mr. Leng......"

She looked at his sculpted face and closed her eyes nervously.