Hurried all the way to the lobby of the Green Island Hotel, a neat short-haired woman was sitting elegantly on the sofa, looking at a fashion magazine, with a calm posture, with a bit of a sharp atmosphere, but a bit of a strong woman's posture.

"Hello, I'm Concubine Ye, the editor-in-chief of Fengxing Magazine." Concubine Ye took the initiative to stretch out her hand.

The woman got up and shook her, smiled lightly and said, "Hello Editor-in-Chief Ye." ”

Concubine Ye bowed slightly, the two sat down one after another, after the woman handed over the menu, Concubine Ye ordered a glass of juice, and then had a brief conversation with the woman to warm up the scene.

The atmosphere was good, and after the juice came up, the two of them had become acquainted with each other, so Concubine Ye began to interview and ask questions according to the normal flow.

Time passed quickly, and the two chatted very happily.

Concubine Ye appreciates her independence and ability, and the other party also appreciates that Concubine Ye has not become a vase for dependent men after marrying into a wealthy family, and is still willing to work hard.

The two chatted more and more, and after the interview, they chatted a few more words.

And Concubine Ye, who was becoming more and more engaged at the moment, obviously didn't see that the light in the corner of the lobby was not very good, and a figure was holding a magazine, covering half of her face, and raised her head from time to time to look in the direction of Concubine Ye.

Seeing that the time was approaching noon, Concubine Ye originally wanted to keep the other party to eat together.

Although the woman also intended to do so, it was just because she had an appointment in advance, so she had to leave first, and seeing this, Concubine Ye didn't do much reluctance.

After the woman left, Concubine Ye sorted out the information, put away the computer and notebook, and planned to leave.

But before I could stand up, I felt a little dizzy, and the water glasses on the table began to appear phantom, gradually becoming blurry.

Concubine Ye shook her head, closed her eyes and opened them again, but the items in front of her were still getting more and more blurred, and even the sounds around her gradually became more and more distant, as if she was getting farther and farther away from her, and the feeling of dizziness was getting heavier and heavier.

Concubine Ye sat on the sofa, still didn't feel better, and immediately became a little alert, and hurriedly reached into her bag and touched it, wanting to call Su Mohan.

But the consciousness became more and more chaotic, and after finally touching the phone, it fell directly to the ground the moment he took it out.

Concubine Ye was dizzy, holding the table with one hand, while trying to bend down to pick up the phone.

But it seems that the dizziness is too strong, so that when Concubine Ye bent down, she almost planted her head down directly.

Fortunately, at this time, a hand reached out to hold her, and then helped her pick up the phone: "Are you okay?" ”

Concubine Ye shook her head and looked up, only to feel that the voice was a little familiar.

Although the realization was very vague like a whirlpool, Concubine Ye still saw clearly that the few illusory shadows in front of her were none other than Ye Ting.

Ye Ting stretched out her hand to help Concubine Ye up, and Concubine Ye struggled to avoid it.

But the body became more and more weak, without any strength, almost completely leaning against Ye Ting's side, and was pulled forward by her.

Before she took three or two steps, Concubine Ye completely lost consciousness, and her eyes became darker and darker, gradually turning into a silent darkness, without the slightest sound or consciousness.

Ye Ting stopped, turned her head to look at the woman beside her, and stared at her for a while, then retracted her gaze and dragged Concubine Ye to the elevator.

Because everything happened naturally, and Ye Ting had been prepared before, no one noticed her abnormality.