Ye Yuyao's eyelids jumped, and she felt pain when she looked at it.

didn't expect to be treated so roughly, Li Ziqi cried and got up, and pointed to the group of bodyguards and servants next to the door: "The Feng family actually treated me like this!" I'm going to let the media come over and expose your disgusting face! ”

Ye Yuyao was so noisy that she simply stopped paying attention, silently got into the car waiting outside and left.

After a while, the car arrived in front of a small bungalow.

As soon as he got out of the car, four men dressed as bodyguards immediately appeared to check.

Finding out that it was her, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief and let them go.

Ye Yuyao entered the house smoothly, and Ren Xu happened to come out of the kitchen in front of him, holding a bowl of hot millet porridge in his hand.

Looking at each other, Ren Xu was surprised: "A."

Ata, why are you here? ”

Ye Yuyao smiled slightly and stepped forward slowly: "I heard from my girlfriend last night that Feng Shao was recuperating from his injuries at our residence, so I came to visit." ”

After a pause, she then asked, "How is Feng Shao's situation?" ”

Ren Xu sighed lightly, his face could not hide his tiredness: "Feng Shao has been having a fever last night, and now he has finally retreated a little, just now our people sent breakfast over, and I was about to send it to him." ”

When Ye Yuyao heard this, she took the initiative to take the millet porridge in his hand, "Just now I'm going to say hello to him, let me send it up, and you can rest for a while." ”

Ren Xu showed gratitude, "Okay!" Then please! ”

Ye Yuyao smiled disappreciatively and walked towards the stairs.

Moments later, she arrived at the door of the master bedroom.

The door was hidden, and she pushed it gently to enter.

In the quiet bedroom, the man leans back on the comfortable bed, staring intently at the laptop in front of him, his slender hands constantly typing on the keyboard.

The corners of Ye Yuyao's mouth twitched slightly, "Feng Shao, you should pay attention to your body." ”

The familiar clear male voice came, Feng Xuhan was slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked at her.

The pale and handsome face crashed into sight, Ye Yuyao's heart was slightly suffocated, and a trace of imperceptible strange emotions flashed in her eyes.

But soon, she stepped forward with breakfast and explained casually: "I heard from my girlfriend that you were injured, so I came over to take a look." ”

The man hummed, closed the computer and asked, "Is there any movement over there in the main house?" ”

Ye Yuyao thought for a while and replied succinctly: "There are many people who have gone." ”

But some people don't go to care about him.

There is no need to say this to chill this man's heart.

She put the millet porridge on the bedside table, paused, and said, "By the way, Yilin is very worried about you, do you have anything you want me to convey to him?" ”

"Nope."

The man was concise and to the point.

Ye Yuyao choked and asked without giving up: "Is there really none?" You can just say a few words to him, he came to us in the middle of the night last night and cried, it's pitiful. ”

That little bun cried so much that her heart broke last night.

And he looks so similar to Ye Yiheng, she unconsciously treats him as her own son!

Hearing this, Feng Xuhan frowned slightly, and made an evaluation with a little disgust: "It seems that that kid is not strong enough. ”

Ye Yuyao almost laughed angrily: "He is still just a child, and after hearing that his father had an accident, he will definitely be scared and sad." ”

The man's eyes were calm, and his tone was light: "He will have to adapt to the days when I am not there one day." ”

Ye Yuyao's heart was suffocated, and her expression couldn't help but rise.

How do you say this as if you are going to die at any moment?

Stunned, Feng Xuhan paused, and suddenly asked, "A."

Ata, are you going to let one of the wounded have breakfast on my own? ”

Ye Yuyao came back to her senses, saw that he was staring at herself for a moment, and then looked at the bandages wrapped around his upper body, so she had to sit on the edge of the bed, pick up the bowl of millet porridge again, and take the initiative to hand the spoon to his mouth.

The man lightly opened his thin lips and ate it, and at the same time threw out a sentence: "By the way, I will trouble you to help me scrub my body later." ”