Chapter 242: There Are Two Things That Men Can't Touch

Gu Beicheng dropped a sentence leisurely, with a tough attitude, didn't give Ye Xi a chance to speak, and left the bedroom.

The video conference lasted until more than two o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Xi ate lunch by himself, no sleep, and went back to the room to do his graduation project.

I was not satisfied with any repairs, so I simply put down my pen and went to the first floor to watch TV.

She was bored to change channels, glancing upstairs from time to time, and saw Wang Yu come out near evening.

"What about Gu Beicheng?" She stood and looked at Wang Yu as he walked down the stairs.

"The meeting isn't over yet." Wang Yu's eyebrows were solemn, and he didn't know what tricky things he had encountered.

She sat back on the couch, rested her chin on her bent legs, and muttered, "Why don't you go back to the company when you're so busy." ”

Wang Yu of the path paused, frowned and said coldly, "I also want to know what is here, let Gu Shao have to keep it." ”

It turned out that Gu Shao said that Ye Xi had no conscience, not casually. If it weren't for Ye Xi's bent on escaping and insisting on mixing the troubled waters of the Ouyang family, how could Gu Shao choose to stay here without leaving an inch.

Ye Xi blinked, looking inexplicable, where did the hostility come from.

Not long after Wang Yu went out, she reflected coldly, could it be that Gu Beicheng was afraid that she would run away before he brought the work back to the villa to do?

……

In the cloister of the hospital, on the smooth floor lies a mobile phone with a torn screen.

Qiao Qiao trotted down to pick it up and pressed Ye Xi's number.

"Toot-"

When she was glad that she could still make a phone call, Rong Xigu walked from behind and snatched the phone, his face was handsome, beautiful like a luminous body, and his smile was shallow to tempt a child, "I only need you to tell the truth, and I will give you back your freedom." ”

The phoenix eyes behind the lenses are dark but full of anticipation, flowing with a soft light.

The mobile phone was Rong Xigu's, Qiao Qiao was not ready to ask for it again, looked up at Rong Xigu's gentle smile, and sighed in his heart, "Honest? The child in my belly is Lin Yunfan's. ”

Every word is deliberately heavy, and if his heart is as strong as iron, there will always be some clues.

A cold wind blew through the window at the end of the corridor, blowing up a few strands of broken hair in front of Rong Xigu's gold-wire glasses, revealing his moon-like eyebrows, and the warmth on his face was instantly annihilated, as if some terrible beast had been released.

"I once said that there are two things that men can't touch, one is women and the other is power, so don't be naughty, this joke ends here." The corners of his lips hooked into a smile, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and the endless tolerance was faintly revealed.

Qiao Qiao was unmoved, and roared angrily: "You are the one who says you love me, and you are the one who uses me." It was you who didn't believe me, and now it's a joke! Rong Xigu, GNMB! Even if I am pregnant with a child, it has nothing to do with you, I will stay if I am willing to stay, and I will give birth if I am willing to give birth, why do you influence my consciousness? ”

"Girls don't swear." Rong Xigu frowned.

Is the point now on her swearing?

Qiao Qiao sneered, "If you don't get out, I'll get out!" He turned around and ran to Ouyang Zheng's ward.

The air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant water, and the instrument detected a ticking sound.

On the white hospital bed, Ouyang Zheng lay quietly on it, the oxygen mask covered most of his pale cheeks, and only the undulating curves on the heart rate monitor proved that this person was still alive.

Qiaoqiao, who was frozen at the door, saw the familiar scene, and instantly burst into tears and threw herself to the side of the bed and cried.

Rong Xigu's deception and exploitation, she gritted her teeth and held on, not shedding a single tear, but seeing her father who was critically ill again, she cried like a child.