In the low-key but gorgeous living room, filled with the beautiful aroma of coffee, Yue Lei extinguished the alcohol lamp and poured the brewed coffee into a cup that had been warmed with hot water.

"Hey! Do you want to add sugar to that cup? He asked the man who was sitting on the couch not far away, pondering.

When Guan Wenxiang raised his head, he saw that the other party had already come over with a cup, Yue Lei put a cup of coffee in front of Guan Wenxiang, turned around and sat down opposite him, "If you don't respond for a long time, I will add two pieces to you."

"Thank you!" Guan Wenxiang glanced at the coffee in front of him, but still maintained his original posture and did not move.

"May I ask what makes you look so bothered?" Yue Lei took a sip of his cup and asked in a lazy tone.

"Do I look annoyed?" Guan Wenxiang couldn't hear any emotion in his calm voice.

Yue Lei chuckled, "At least it doesn't look like he's happy, right?" ”

"You wouldn't be too happy if there was a nasty guy sitting in front of you."

When Yue Lei heard this, he immediately shouted, "You have no conscience!" I also made you coffee! ”

Guan Wenxiang glanced at him, "The coffee is mine, the dinner is made by Sister-in-law Fu, and the house you are staying in now is also mine-"

"Don't be so careful," Yue Lei looked at Guan Wenxiang with a hippie smile and said, "No matter how you say it, you are also the president of a large enterprise, so stingy is too ......"

"Really?" Guan Wenxiang snorted coldly and cut off his words, "What about you, no matter how you say you're a-"

Before he finished speaking, Yue Lei's mobile phone suddenly rang, Yue Lei picked up the phone, and after raising his eyebrows at Guan Wenxiang with a ruffian, he pressed the answer button.

Dididi――

The bell rang again and again, but the owner of the phone didn't seem to realize it, and let it keep screaming.

Ye Xiaojing sat on a chair in the hospital corridor, and from time to time there were doctors and nurses hurriedly passing by in front of her.

"Why, why is this happening?"

It's not supposed to be like this! Young master, young master, he shouldn't have been injured so badly!

"Qixin, Qixin! My poor boy, if you have anything, how will you live after you call grandma? How can I explain to your deceased father—"

"Old lady, if you want to open a little, the young master is blessed with a great life, and he will definitely be fine!"

Nearby, Mrs. Cheng's intermittent whispering mixed with grief and crying and Sister-in-law Zhang's words of comfort came from nearby.

"How did this happen?" Ye Xiaojing covered her face with her hands and finally sobbed in a low voice.

At this time, the door of the emergency room suddenly opened, and it was the director of the hospital wearing a surgical gown who walked out.

Seeing someone coming out, Mrs. Cheng immediately stood up, greeted her with the support of Sister-in-law Zhang, and asked in a worried voice: "Dean Wu, how is my grandson?" ”

Dean Wu took off his mask, his face looked a little embarrassed, and he said in a low voice: "Old Madam Cheng, I won't tell you, judging from the current inspection, Ling Sun's situation is a little not optimistic——"

Old Madam Cheng asked with a pale face, "Dean Wu, what is Qixin's current situation?" Please tell me and don't lie it to me! ”

Dean Wu said: "That's right, to put it simply, he broke two ribs, and one of the broken bones pierced into his lungs, because Sun originally had an old disease in his lungs, so there was a lot of danger during the operation, and we are not very sure——"

"Ahh

Hearing this, Mrs. Cheng's body suddenly tilted, but fortunately, Sister-in-law Zhang next to her supported her in time.

Old Madam Cheng straightened up again, grabbed Dean Wu with both hands and said, "Dean Wu, I beg you to come up with a way to save my grandson, no matter what the price is, I am willing!" ”

Dean Wu sighed, "Old lady, I'm really sorry, our best surgeon here went abroad a week ago, if he is, the certainty of the success of the operation should be greater, alas! ”

Ye Xiaojing stood on the side and heard this, her heart that originally mentioned hope suddenly sank, and she couldn't bear to look at Old Madam Cheng's face at the moment, Ye Xiaojing turned around and walked away, wanting to find a place to stay alone for a while.

Coming to the rooftop of the building, the slightly chilly wind blew Ye Xiaojing's hair at night, but it couldn't blow the heaviness of her heart.

The past is coming to mind little by little at this moment.

When she first arrived at Cheng Mansion, she saw a cold young master who exuded a chill all over his body, as if he always announced that no one should approach;

After that, she worked as both a maid and an assistant, and although it was hard and she was found everywhere, she seemed to be slowly being trusted;

Then, I don't know when, the chill on that cold young master seemed to be less and less, and she didn't know when she became no longer afraid of him, that was because she already knew that even people who looked so cold actually had temperatures.

Now, however, the man was lying alone on the cold operating table. Thinking of this, Ye Xiaojing closed her eyes in pain.

If Cheng Qixin really had an accident, then she, then she really wouldn't be able to accept it!

And the old lady, who is her only grandson.

"Definitely, there must be a way, young master, he will definitely be saved!"

Looking at the cold moon in the sky, Ye Xiaojing muttered to herself, however, a tear still fell from the corner of her eye after all.

Really, will there be a way?

Dididi――

At this time, the phone that seemed to have rang not long ago rang again, Ye Xiaojing was stunned for a while, and then took out the noisy phone from her bag, and said in a low voice: "I'm Ye Xiaojing-".

Yue Lei's slightly noisy voice came from the earpiece: "I said Ye Xiaojing, it's really not easy to contact you, but I've called you several times......

“…… Sorry, I didn't pay attention. Ye Xiaojing sniffed.

"Huh? Ye Xiaojing, what's wrong with you, why doesn't your voice sound right? Yue Lei, who had been chattering on the other end of the phone, seemed to have noticed that Ye Xiaojing's mood was different.

"I—"

As soon as she said one word, Ye Xiaojing couldn't say any more, she took a low breath, and when she was about to speak again, Yue Lei was no longer entangled in this question, and continued, "Ye Xiaojing, I'm calling you now to tell you that Dr. George contacted me just now, and he has already arrived in Taipei; So if it's convenient for you, I want to arrange for you to meet you tomorrow, Ye Xiaojing, you see-"

"Nope!

"Don't, don't want tomorrow!

"Not tomorrow—"

Ye Xiaojing's hand clenched the phone, and she couldn't help crying loudly anymore, "I can't wait for tomorrow!" Because—"

Because the young master can't afford to wait!