Lin Jiaying gritted a mouthful of silver teeth, eager to dismantle Bo Zixiao, and almost gritted her teeth and replied, "Thank you, no need"

Bo Zixiao smiled, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, "Don't be so polite between husband and wife, Steward Wu, go and get a set of utensils for your wife." ”

"Yes, sir."

Steward Wu was respectful and turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Lin Jiaying ignored it anymore, turned around and went upstairs down the stairs.

In the bedroom, Lin Jiaying changed out of wet clothes, and then she felt better, but her body was still shivering cold, and her stomach was growling.

Buckle buckle –

There was a knock at the door.

Immediately afterwards, the servant pushed the door and walked in, "Madam, this is what the gentleman ordered." ”

It's a bowl of ginger soup, this guy has a bit of a conscience, but this slap and a piece of candy to eat can't help but think of her Lin Jiaying too superficially.

"Put it there."

After the servant put it down, she withdrew, and Lin Jiaying didn't look at it, and directly poured the bowl of ginger soup into the trash.

Lin Jiaying didn't go downstairs until Bo Zixiao went to work, since the last lesson, the servants in the villa were respectful to Lin Jiaying, except for Steward Wu, everyone really regarded Lin Jiaying as the hostess.

Wu Jinlan knows that this woman's ability is not ordinary, even her husband protects her everywhere, now is not the time to fight her hard, and when she has the opportunity in the future, she will definitely return everything she suffered to her.

Lin Jiaying didn't know what these servants were thinking, and after breakfast, she went back to her room to study the script......

All day, Lin Jiaying stayed in the room and never went downstairs, and she didn't even eat lunch.

None of the servants went up to see her, it was just that she studied the script too hard.

As the minutes ticked by, night fell.

There were waves of mobile phone ringtones in the bedroom, and at this moment, Lin Jiaying fell to the ground with a pale face, lifeless.

Ye Qingqing on the phone frowned, she had been contacting Lin Jiaying since the afternoon, but until the evening, the phone was always unanswered, and she didn't even reply to WeChat messages.

This is not like Lin Jiaying's style at all, no matter when and where, Lin Jiaying will never go more than an hour without looking at her phone, and it has been almost four hours now.

Don't...... Is something wrong?

This thought flashed, Ye Qingqing couldn't sit still, and went out with the car keys.

Ye Qingqing drove to King's Landing Garden, along the way, Ye Qingqing was anxious, halfway through, the sky was raining, the visibility was very low, Ye Qingqing's speed was very fast, when turning, a high beam from the opposite side hit her face, shaking her eyes, and suddenly the car skidd, and hit the railing on the side of the road.

Ye Qingqing's forehead hit the windshield, her brain was dizzy, she hurriedly unbuckled her seat belt, staggered out of the car, didn't pay attention, slipped under her feet, and fell heavily to the ground.

Ye Qingqing felt pain everywhere in her body, and she couldn't use any strength.

Damn it.

Ye Qingqing couldn't care about it so much, she got up from the ground step by step, and wanted to take out her mobile phone to make a call, only to find that the mobile phone had fallen in the car.

She walked to the side of the road in small steps and reached out to stop the passing traffic.