Chapter Twenty-Seven: Haunted by Demons
As the days passed, Yi Yao worked every day in addition to work, and as for the incident where she kidnapped Lu Xiaoxiao, not only did not go away, but intensified. She didn't know that someone was making trouble behind her back and deliberately magnifying things, as for who the person behind it was, she thought, except for that person, no one else hated herself more than him!
On this day, Yi Yao answered a phone call, it was from the hospital, saying that Lu Xiaoxiao woke up and wanted to see her.
When Yi Yao came to the hospital, looking at the reporters standing on the floor of Lu Xiaoxiao, she frowned, she has never liked places with too many people. After thinking about it, I walked in.
Before I could enter the door, I heard someone say inside: "Here I want to state that it was not President Yi who kidnapped me, on the contrary, she saved me, if it weren't for her, I would have died a long time ago." ”
She walked into the ward with an indifferent face, Lu Xiaoxiao was half-lying on the hospital bed, her clean face was not powdered, and she looked a lot more innocent. Maybe because of her illness, she was weak, but now she has woken up and let go of the stone in her heart.
Lu Xiaoxiao beckoned to her, "President Yi..."
Because she was a patient, Yi Yao walked over with a lot of face. Seeing this, the media hurriedly gave a big close-up.
"I, really thank you, President Yi." Lu Xiaoxiao loved to cry very much, holding Yi Yao's hand, she cried again, this time she finally met her, and her hands were unusually cold, she was a little distressed.
With a few clicks, the camera recorded the moment, but when the magazine came out in the afternoon, the headline was like this, 'Female model Lu Xiaoxiao is hindered by Yi Yao's power and says things against her will, because if she doesn't say so, her future road will be more difficult...'.
When Yi Yao saw the news, she threw the magazine into the trash, "I don't know if you're helping me or hurting me." ”
Lu Xiaoxiao was a little aggrieved, she glanced at the magazine in the trash can: "When I woke up, I heard that you were implicated because of my matter, and I couldn't help it, so I thought of the reporter..."
"Don't you know that those people are getting darker and darker!" Yi Yao snorted coldly.
"I'm sorry!"
Yi Yao stood up, "I still have something." After saying that, he walked out without looking back, but after a while, he came back and said: "Take care of your illness, don't forget, you are my signed model, in my eyes, every minute is money, do you know?" ”
Lu Xiaoxiao smiled happily and nodded constantly. She knew that Yi Yao was not as indifferent as she seemed.
Don't bother with her, Yi Yao is really gone now.
When she came to the first floor, a group of people lined up to register, but there was a very familiar figure among the people who registered, she frowned slightly, "Han Yichen?" "Is he sick? Watching the long flow of people, she pulled out her phone and wanted to call the director of the hospital so he wouldn't have to wait in line.
At this moment, Han Yichen turned around and happened to see Yi Yao, looking at each other, Yi Yao's eyes flashed with a different kind of gaze, but Han Yichen just glanced at her lightly and turned his face away.
Yi Yao was inexplicably lost, so she pulled her legs and was about to leave, but as soon as she opened her legs, she looked back at Han Yichen, and there seemed to be some unusual black qi surrounding him...
After thinking about it, she came to his side, "Han Yichen! ”
Han Yichen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Something?" There was no emotion in his tone.
The cold attitude made Yi Yao stunned for a few seconds, but he quickly got used to it, because before, he also had this attitude towards himself. lowered his eyelids and looked at the test sheet in Han Yichen's hand, the name on it was 'Song Chengluo' and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was not that he was sick.
"Is there anything wrong with you?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Han Yichen continued to speak: "If it's okay, please take care of yourself." ”
Yi Yao was a little unhappy, so she blurted out directly, "You are haunted by ghosts..."