"Ah Wei! How do you do things! Ai Jun was very angry, the kind of person who soaked every word in anger.

Ah Wei hadn't seen such an angry Ai Jun for many years, even when the eldest lady died.

"The subordinates are derelict in their duties, please punish Mr." Ah Wei did not shirk it, and his attitude of admitting his mistake was very sincere.

"Punishment has a fart. Lao Tzu tells you, if my precious daughter loses a hair, I will turn around and kill you. The old man was angry, and there was the sound of pacing and knocking over something on the other side of the phone.

"I'm sorry, sir." Ah Wei had no other way but to admit his mistake at this time. "Don't worry, sir, Miss is fine."

"It's okay to offset your dereliction of duty?" Ai Jun was still angry. "You will protect her every step of the way, and if something happens next time, I will kill your eight generations of ancestors." Ai Jun shouted angrily, hung up the phone without finishing his words.

Ah Wei frowned, his face was unnatural, and he wanted to laugh but felt out of place. He wanted to say, Mr. I am the only one left in the eighth generation.

Ye Tingliao leaned against the wall at the door of the ward, quietly listening to Ah Wei and Ai Jun's phone calls, with a little smile on his face. He thought that the sentence that killed you was really carved out of a mold, worthy of a father and daughter, and the tone was so similar. Ai Yanyan had already fallen asleep and didn't want to stay in the hospital, but Ye Tingliao was still not at ease, so he insisted on staying in the hospital for one night.

Ah Wei turned around and saw that the young man under the dim incandescent lamp of the hospital was leaning against the plain white wall, one foot bent against the wall, holding his chest with both hands, the appearance of arrogance and frivolity but with youthful firmness and courage, as if the youthful courage was vividly displayed in his body.

"Scolded?" When the young man saw him coming, his head was slightly raised proudly, and his jaw was tense and arrogant and playful.

"Thank you Ye Shao for saving me." Ah Wei's indifferent tone didn't look like a thank you.

But Ye Tingliao understands that people like Ah Wei are willing to say thank you, presumably they are really grateful, even if the tone is not so pleasing.

The young man put away the frivolity emanating from his body, left the wall, stood up straight, and said with a serious expression: "No need. She is my person, and if I can't protect my own people, it's useless for me to keep my life. ”

The young boy said this as if it was some kind of vow, but it seemed like it was deliberately said to Ah Wei. Awemer was silent, as a bodyguard should be, standing roughly to the right, the standard military posture, just holding the wrist of the other hand in one hand, like a lonely wolf in the night.

Seeing this, Ye Tingliao stopped talking, shrugged his shoulders, turned around and pushed the door into the ward. Ai Yan on the hospital bed was quietly well-behaved and cute, his face was free of fear and fear, only a quiet and peaceful remaining, even with a slight smile, and his little face looked white and transparent under the incandescent light, as smooth and transparent as white porcelain. If you really combine purity and enchantment, it is the deadliest existence.

Ye Tingliao suddenly thought of a sentence: "Race all the best in the world." He leaned over her lightly and quietly dropped a kiss on her forehead, and said slowly, "Good night, baby." "The sound is like a mixture of pampering and gentleness, and then reshaped, a deer-bagging deer, a delicious delicacy with endless aftertaste.

Ye Tingliao learned to be obedient this time, and did not climb into Ai Yan's small bed by taking advantage of the danger, but endured the smell of disinfectant water in the hospital and walked on the accompanying bed on the side. This is rubbing Li Jinyang's favor, otherwise there is no escort bed of this level, professional disinfection and sterilization, and there is almost no disinfectant injected on the bed.

When it was nearly twelve o'clock, Ai Jun rushed to the hospital, but after all, he just went in like a thief and glanced at Ai Yan who was lying on the bed, and sighed silently. Turning his head, he glanced at Ye Tingliao on the other bed, twisting his eyebrows, his face was serious, it was from his father's strictness.

Ye Tingliao on the bed had already woken up, and his alertness was inherently sensitive. Probably afraid of arguing with Ai Yan, Ai Jun walked out with a cold face, and Ye Tingliao got up and followed him very tacitly.

Sure enough, Ai Jun was obviously waiting for him. Look, this is the tacit understanding between men, there is no need to speculate, the two know it.

"You saved my daughter?" Ai Jun asked knowingly.

"Obviously, Uncle Ai." Ye Tingliao replied with a smile, her expression and action sister were just right, not humble or arrogant, but not polite.

"Ye family boy, I didn't know who you were before, but at this time, you still have to play me dumb riddles?" Ai Jun's mature and steady face was a little more dignified.

"Twilight's son." Ye Tingliao's simple four words contain too much information. There was no need to explain this, Ai Jun naturally understood what this meant, and he subconsciously frowned. I was about to get angry but heard him continue: "And I'm just Ye Tingliao." ”

"Who is Lu Qingrou, do you know it?" Ai Jun asked again.

"Obviously. Otherwise, Uncle Ai thinks I'm really that coincidental. Ye Tingliao didn't hide it.

This time it was Ai Jun's turn to be surprised, he thought that Ai Yanyan didn't know that Lu Qingrou was Ye Tingliao's mother, but he didn't want her to know it clearly, it seemed that he, a father, didn't care enough about his children. His daughter knew the identity of her future stepmother but never discussed it with him, so she must have been very displeased with him in her heart. I hate such an irresponsible father, and I hate the overflowing and depressed Ai family, and I would rather live alone in a small apartment.

"Not only that, but he may also know some things that Uncle Ai doesn't know." Ye Tingliao still had that smiling expression. Such a look made Ai Jun feel that this boy knew how to hide his true emotions and true character, like a wolf hiding in the night, and would think that he was a docile pet with no offensive power when he looked at it from afar. "The younger generation has always felt that he is not qualified to ask Uncle Ai about his housework, but thinking that the second half of his life will not be able to do it, and the younger generation will have to clear the way for her as soon as possible."

The bland tone like a common word made Ai Jun face up to this child, he had also been young and crazy, but it was rare for someone to be so frivolous.

"She's your mother." Ai Jun didn't believe it.

"She's not." Ye Tingliao coldly refused to admit it. "Maybe I used to be a stranger, but now I'm afraid I can't. Uncle Ai, she's such a selfish person, what are you keeping her for? When a vase? I'm afraid it's not enough to qualify. Ye Tingliao belittled Lu Qingrou without any scruples, which he had never had before. In the past, no matter how much I hated it, I wouldn't do such a rebellious thing, at most I would ignore it and treat it as a stranger.