Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Calm Before the Storm
The little woman on the sofa was also a little moved in her heart after seeing him rush back, but this touched mind still had to be collected in front of Gu Beirong.
"What are you doing here?" Yun Qiao looked at Gu Beirong casually, and there was no emotion in his eyes.
"Why didn't you wait for me?" Gu Beirong squatted down in front of her.
"Didn't you do a good job with your female colleagues?" Yun Qiao looked like a little jealous little girl at this time, and turned her head slightly.
Gu Beirong smiled and put his arm around her shoulder, and his words were soft, "It's okay with the two of us." ”
"Zhang Yan said that it was grandma who arranged Xiao Yueyue in, don't be jealous." Gu Beirong was afraid that Yun Qiao would still have doubts in his heart, and he told him what he had just thought of in the company.
Yun Qiao nodded, indicating that he knew, and he knew it in his heart, so he didn't speak again.
Turning his head, Gu Beirong remembered something and opened his mouth again.
"But you, did you do anything behind my back?"
In fact, like Yun Qiao, Gu Beirong also didn't believe that the other party would betray him, after all, now the feelings of the two people for each other are no longer the same as they just met, and the most basic trust is still there.
But since the topic is raised, how can such a great opportunity be wasted?
"No?" Yun Qiao was a little dizzy when asked, what did he do behind his back?
Gu Beirong was relieved, laughed, thinking about how many people he and Yun Qiao were worried about, and then took out his mobile phone and showed Yun Qiao the photos of Yun Qiao and Fu Qinyu in his mobile phone.
What is this, thinking that this is a peep from someone with a heart, I am a little frightened.
"That day, Lin Jingwan ......"
Yun Qiao decided to start from the beginning, explain the cause and effect clearly, and also smooth out his thoughts to see who was messing up behind the scenes.
But after Yun Qiao finished speaking, the two of them were still confused.
If someone is staring at the two of them, the most likely one is Lin Jingwan, but Lin Jingwan was with them the whole time, where would she have the opportunity to take pictures? Could it be that someone else can't do it?
Yun Qiaoxiang's head exploded, and he and Gu Beirong were like detectives in various key investigations, but in the end, they still found nothing, so they could only look at these so-called "evidence" together.
"Don't get tangled, anyway, we've made it clear!"
Yun Qiao finally found out what he and Gu Beirong were doing! So she planned to end the topic decisively and quickly.
"So, let's shake hands and make peace?"
"Okay." Gu Beirong was very happy to accept this suggestion, which had been an established fact for a long time.
"Wait." Gu Beirong suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, "In order not to let you misunderstand again, let's get married!" Grandma agreed. ”
What did he say?
Yun Qiao was stunned for a while, but everything was so natural, it seemed that he had nothing to refuse, wasn't it good enough for such a man to be tied to him.
She felt like she was walking among the clouds, and everything was so unreal, that it wasn't until she was about to go to bed that she realized that she had forgotten two things.
Forgot to tell him that she was pregnant with his baby.
We'll talk about it tomorrow.
Yun Qiao lay on the bed a little annoyed, counting what he had forgotten to tell, and sure enough, he had been pregnant and stupid for three years.
The wedding date came as scheduled, and early in the morning, Yun Qiao rubbed his eyes and looked at the man next to him with a smile on his face.
Today will be the most important moment of her life, and she will entrust herself to him. Pulling back the curtains and looking at the warm sunshine outside, I couldn't help but feel warm in my heart.
"What, what are you thinking? Laughing so happily? Gu Beirong, who had just gotten up, hugged Yun Qiao, who was smiling brightly, and asked.
Apparently both can't wait.
"Okay, I'll go back to my mother first, and I'll come to see you in my wedding dress when the time comes." Yun Qiao smiled.
"Go quickly, my Madam Gu!" Gu Beirong especially wanted to see Yun Qiao in a wedding dress, but he was reluctant to part for a few hours on this special day.
Gu Beirong rushed to the wedding scene, determined all the arrangements, and saw that everything was arranged properly, and the time had come, but he still didn't see Yun Qiao's arrival.
An hour passed, but Yun Qiao still didn't come, and he was repeatedly uneasy in his heart.
A lady sitting in the back stood up and said, "It's okay not to participate in this wedding, the bride has a big face, let everyone hang here!" ”
This familiar tone made Gu Beirong squint.
The woman didn't seem to be happy, and continued, "This bride is from the Yun family, and Bai Ruoxue is his father's daughter, so these two sisters are a virtue." ”
"Miss Lin can speak cool words, has she forgotten what kind of person she is? The woman who forced her wife to take the throne is probably not suitable for staying here. ”
"What's more, I didn't send an invitation to people like you, so please leave."
Lin Jingwan was unwilling, because of Fu Qinyu's attitude towards Yun Qiao, she quietly lurked in after knowing about the wedding of the two.
At this time, Gu Beirong's phone rang, it was Yun Qiao calling, he quickly answered the phone, only to find that it was Fang Rou's voice coming from the phone.
"Beirong! Jojo was in a car accident on her way to get married, and now we're taking her back to the hospital. Fang Rou's voice trembled slightly.
Gu Beirong couldn't help but be stunned, the phone slid out of his hand and fell to the ground.
He hurriedly picked up his mobile phone, asked Yun Qiao about the hospital he went to, and hurriedly rushed over, leaving a group of guests looking at each other, while Lin Jingwan, who had just been "invited" out, didn't know how happy she was.
Gu Beirong drove to the hospital where Yun Qiao was, feeling uneasy.
After entering the hospital where he was, he went straight up, and at the corner closest to the operating room, he saw Yun Zhenhua and Fang Rou standing there.
Three big red characters were reflected in his head, when had he Gu Beirong been afraid before, but at this moment he felt a chill flood from the bottom of his heart, all over his body.
Seeing Gu Beirong's appearance, Qiao's mother hurriedly comforted her: "Qiaoqiao has always been a lucky child since she was a child, she will definitely be able to survive it."
"I believe that she will survive it." Gu Beirong spent all his strength to say these words, and he was about to collapse now.
If only he had been by her side, why would God punish him like this? Jojo, you have to wake up, if you don't, I really don't know what to do.
Gu Beirong stood straight at the door of the emergency room, staring at the flashing red light in the emergency room.
I don't know how long it has been, so long that Yun Zhenhua was about to fall asleep, and the lights went out.
Gu Beirong's heart lifted, and he hurriedly went up and asked, "How is Yun Qiao?" ”。
"The patient has been severely traumatized to the head, and there is a risk of loss of memory, and possibly altogether. But fortunately, the problem is not very big in other places, these days need to recuperate, it is not clear when you will wake up, you need to be accompanied 24 hours a day. The doctor instructed in a deep voice.
Gu Beirong breathed a sigh of relief, it was a good thing that there was not much impact on his body, he didn't hurt his vital organs, but he just lost his memory, it didn't matter, he would make Yun Qiao think of it.
The nurses slowly pushed Yun Qiao into the ward, and Gu Beirong looked at Yun Qiao's pale face, very uncomfortable.
"You guys go back and rest first, I'll take care of it here." Gu Beirong pinched his temples and cheered up.
Seeing his dejected appearance, Yun Zhenhua was very heartfelt and handed over Yun Qiao, who was still lying on the hospital bed, to him, and pulled Fang Rou to walk out.
"What are you doing?! My daughter is unconscious now, if you don't guard it, what are you doing when you come out! ”
"Ignorant woman, it's enough to have Beirong guarding, didn't you hear the doctor say that there was no big problem?"
Yun Qiao didn't have any major problems physically, and his memory could be lost, which was not a bad thing for Yun Zhenhua, it was a great joy.
Since a few days ago, he has always felt that something is wrong with this daughter, and the relationship between her and Gu Beirong is to take care of herself, where do you know that if you can't take care of yourself, you will be bad for yourself, and now that you have lost your memory, you know everything about controlling this daughter.
"But Beirong will also be tired, and now there should be two people guarding it."
"He's tired, can't you just change it again?" Yun Zhenhua didn't want to explain more, so he answered a few words perfunctorily and left, after all, the company still has a lot of things to do.
Gu Beirong looked at Yun Qiao, whose face was pale, quietly, and for a while, his eyes gradually moistened, "Why, why did God punish me like this." ”
Yun Qiao, who has lost her memory, will be wary of anyone, how should she make her believe in herself again, remember herself, and fall in love with herself.
…
"Da Da Da-"
The sound of high heels was loud in the hallway.
"Miss, everything has been done!"
A text message came in from the mobile phone, and when I opened the picture again, it was Yun Qiao who was supposed to be in the ward!
She looked white with white lips, but her gaze was determined, and she didn't seem to have lost her memory as the doctors had predicted.
However, whether she lost her memory or not was meaningless to Xiao Yueyue, and now was a good time for the plan to be implemented.
Thinking of this, she curled her lips and walked in.
After Gu Beirong panted and returned to the ward, Yun Qiao was gone, only Xiao Yueyue was sitting there, and in the silent ward, the man was sitting in danger, looking at the woman opposite with a sharp gaze.
"Xiao Yueyue! Where the hell is Yun Qiao! ”
The voice was cold and high, like a cold arrow in the night sky.
The woman's face still had a smiling expression.
"Brother Beirong, what do you mean by this? Don't spew blood here! ”
Between the electric lights and flints, with a crisp sound, Bai Huahua's photo fell on the table.
"Didn't you send these pictures to me on purpose? Not to mention why you're here... You'd better let Yun Qiao go, otherwise you'll be comfortable. ”