Ye Qiao's body stiffened a little bit, her pupils gradually dilated, and her delicate facial features seemed to be painted, even if she looked without makeup, it was extremely beautiful.

Ye Jintang's breath passed through her long hair and fell into her neck, but she didn't react.

"Why do this to me? What the hell am I doing wrong to do this to me? There were like dense needles in her chest, and when she took a breath, her tears hurt.

She held back her tears.

"Whoever made me fall in love with you, who made you always work against me, if you didn't get my attention like that."

Ye Jintang's voice was low and his voice gradually hoarse, Ye Qiao felt very innocent, just because he fell in love with her, he thought that his perverted idea would make her fall into hell and never come out.

"Ye Jintang, I hate you!"

Sensing the sound outside the door, Ye Jintang quickly got up and helped her straighten the quilt: "I'm leaving, have a good rest." ”

Ye Zheng was holding the food in his hand, and saw Ye Jintang sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, slightly stunned.

"Third uncle, aren't you flying to Asia today?" I didn't go to the airport after this order, what are you still doing in the hospital.

Ye Jintang got up: "Well, I heard that Qiao Qiao is sick, come and see, you are here to deliver food?" ”

"Hmm." Ye Zheng nodded and walked in, and when Ye Jintang passed by him, his eyes gradually cooled.

After Ye Jintang left, the atmosphere in the entire ward was not so depressing, Ye Qiao looked at Ye Zheng, and his attention fell on the thermos bucket in his hand.

"This is the porridge cooked by the cook at home, get up and eat something, you have been lying all night." Ye Zheng's timbre is still warm.

Ye Qiao felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, seeing that he was going to feed her porridge, he struggled to get up from the bed and took the bowl in his hand.

"I'll just come by myself, big brother, you can go home."

"What did the third uncle tell you just now? You don't seem to be in a good mood? Ye Zheng has always felt that Ye Jintang's attitude towards Ye Qiao has been a little strange recently, no, it should be some inexplicable ambiguity.

This suspicion is absurd, but he just feels this way, very clear.

Ye Zheng didn't forcibly feed her porridge, raised his hand, and combed her messy long hair with a slender and good-looking hand: "Qiaoqiao, you look tired, what's wrong with you?" ”

Suddenly he was about to move out of the house, and suddenly he was sick, and his face was so ugly, he hadn't looked at her so carefully for a long time.

She's lost weight, and she's a lot haggard, what's wrong with her.

Ye Qiao looked at him with a warm look: "I'm fine, it's just that I've been a little tired lately."

She had never been so alienated from him, word by word, no longer as gentle as usual, more like a rigid treatment of her subordinates.

Ye Zheng's originally warm and good-looking eyes sank little by little, and he couldn't see the light.

"Jojo ......"

"Brother, you don't have to come to see me, my sister-in-law is already hostile to me, and if you do this, it will only make my situation in the Ye family more embarrassing."

Ye Zheng looked at her, didn't say anything, nodded, she was not stupid, An Yue was hostile to her, how could she not feel it.

"It's me who should be moving out, not you, Jojo."

"Brother, when I grow up, there will be men around me, and it is inconvenient to always live at home, and the rules of the Ye family are so strict, I want to live casually."

Ye Zheng's hand that had been on his lap slowly clenched into a fist, man, yes, there was already a man by her side.

"When will I take it home and take a look." Ye Zheng's tone was soothing, it sounded cold and cold, but there was no temperature.