Ye Xingyu gasped, and because he was afraid, tears blurred his eyes, and he shouted with a crying voice: "I said, I don't want to ......"

Her cry was filled with fear and forbearance.

Feng Boyan seemed to be aware of it, and even restrained herself at this critical moment, and said in a dumb voice in her ear: "Why? ”

She didn't dare to say that she was disgusted, so she could only cry and say, "I can't accept such a ...... with you."

"Still can't accept me?" He asked.

Ye Xingyu nodded, "So many things have happened between us, and the relationship has long been broken, how can we say that reconciliation is reconciliation......

Feng Boyan was silent for a moment, and then broke her little face.

In the dark, her face was full of tears, Feng Boyan was a little distressed, and she lowered her head pitifully and kissed her.

"Feng Boyan!" She thought he was out of control and cried out.

Feng Boyan snorted and said in a dumb voice: "Don't scream, otherwise you won't be able to bear it." ”

“！” Ye Xingyu was stunned.

He let go of her and turned to go to the bathroom.

It wasn't until there was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom that Ye Xingyu believed that Feng Boyan let her go.

She sat down on the couch, her cranial nerves finally relaxed.

After taking a shower, he came out and found her curled up on the couch sleeping.

Feng Boyan frowned, "Go to bed." ”

"No, I'll just sleep here." Ye Xingyu spoke weakly, and there was a cry in his voice that had not yet dissipated, which made the man scratch his heart and lungs inexplicably.

Feng Boyan didn't dare to look at her anymore, and said, "You sleep here, I'll go to the study." ”

With that, he took his laptop and left.

Ye Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Thankfully, he had taken the notebook away, and she didn't have to worry about it anymore.

*

The next day, the phone rang nonstop.

Ye Xingyu opened his tired eyes, touched the mobile phone on the bedside table, and picked it up.

"Morning." On the other side of the phone was Feng Jinhan's voice, "How was last night?" Did you get what I wanted? ”

Hearing this, Ye Xingyu closed his eyes and said according to the reason he had already thought of: "Feng Boyan didn't sleep in the master bedroom last night, he slept in the study." ”

"What's going on?" Feng Jinhan's voice was a little displeased, "It's been two days since you went back, and he can still bear it." ”

Ye Xingyu held his forehead and said in a deep voice: "Probably that project is very important to him, he has been working overtime in the study every night recently." ”

"Didn't he get drunk yesterday?" Feng Jinhan didn't fully believe her words.

"It's drunk, but only a little drunk, and then he woke up again, if you don't believe me, you can ask your people." Ye Xingyu guessed that Feng Jinhan should have sent someone to Feng Boyan's side, as for which person was a spy, she didn't know yet.

When Feng Jinhan heard this, he didn't speak for a while, and after a while, he asked, "This project is imminent, when will you be able to help me get it?" ”

He was visibly impatient.

Ye Xingyu said: "If you have the opportunity, I will definitely help you." ”

"You'd better not lie to me." Feng Jinhan's voice carried a hint of threat, "Otherwise, ......"

"Otherwise, you'll let me collect my dad's body, right? Feng Jinhan, don't worry, even if it's for my dad, I will go all out to work hard. To convince him, she stressed, "No one is more important to me in this world than my dad." ”

Feng Jinhan was silent for a moment, and instructed: "Within three days, I want to see the documents, otherwise you will prepare a funeral for your father......"

Ye Xingyu's heart trembled, and when he hung up the phone, his palms were full of sweat.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door, followed by Feng Boyan's voice, "Are you awake?" ”

Ye Xingyu came back to his senses, wiped away his tears, and replied sullenly, "Just woke up." ”

"Can I come in and get my clothes?" He asked outside the door.

Ye Xingyu took a deep breath, "Come in." ”

Feng Boyan pushed open the door and came in.

She lay on her side on the bed, her back to him.

Seeing her face clearly, Feng Boyan asked, "Still sleeping?" It's past eight o'clock, don't you get up to wash, eat, and go to work? ”

Ye Xingyu was stuffed in the quilt, his emotions were still trapped in the phone just now, and he said a little tiredly: "I'm a little tired, I want to lie down for a while." ”

"Are you sick?" He walked over and sat down in front of the bed and asked her.

As soon as Ye Xingyu wanted to shake his head, he reached over and touched her forehead, and when he found that the temperature was normal, he was a little relieved.

"Is there something wrong with it?" He looked her in the eye and asked with concern.

Ye Xingyu was stared at by him, inexplicably a little weak, and shook his head.

She knew that Feng Jinhan was going to harm him, but she couldn't tell him, just because she was afraid that if he knew, she wouldn't be able to leave, and theoretically, she was also selfish.

"Is there trouble on the group's side that is bothering you?" He lowered his eyes and asked her.

Her eyes were red, and he thought it was a matter of the group.

Ye Xingyu was stunned.

Feng Boyan said: "I heard from people outside that the shareholders of the Ye Group have been looking for trouble with you recently, if you need to, you can mention it to me." ”

He thought that if he took the initiative to say it, Ye Xingyu would definitely say it.

But she was silent, lowered her eyes and said, "It's useless, my father can't manage the group now, even if you inject capital into it, the group will go into decline." ”

In fact, two years ago, the Ye Group should have gone bankrupt.

At that time, the group's capital chain was broken, and later it was the Fenghua Group that injected capital, and the group barely recovered.

But those shareholders not only did not appreciate them, but also felt that it should be, as long as the group was in danger, they wanted her to sell herself to save the group.

She had become disillusioned with those people.

Moreover, unless she follows Feng Boyan for the rest of her life, there will still be people who will attack the Ye Group in the dark.

Ye Xingyu felt that she couldn't cope with so many conspiracies, and her only wish now was to change places and live a good life with her father.

So she didn't want to save the Ye group anymore, after they went abroad, that group would be whatever it wanted.

"You don't want to save the Ye Group?" Feng Boyan looked at her.

Ye Xingyu lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

He waited for a while, and saw that she hadn't spoken, so he couldn't help but say, "If you talk to me, I will definitely help you." ”

Of course he would help, but he just wanted her to surrender from now on.

Ye Xingyu smiled and shook his head, "No need." ”

She would not sacrifice her lifelong freedom for the sake of such a group.

It's just down, anyway, those people haven't treated her well, her father has been sick for so long, and she hasn't seen them visit.

Feng Boyan saw that she was so stubborn, and there was some incomprehensible emotion in her eyes.

He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say it, sat in silence for a while, explained that she remembered to eat breakfast, and left.

Song Wenxin was waiting for him outside the door, and as soon as he appeared, he shouted: "Mr. Feng." ”

Feng Boyan faced her face that looked like Ye Xingyu, her eyes flashed sharply, and she quickly hid it, and said indifferently: "Didn't you ask you not to go up to the second floor?" What did you do again? ”

I only talked about her once yesterday.

"I just thought, if I can always use me, then I must appear in a place where Feng can always see." Song Wenxin smiled playfully.

Even the personality is almost exactly the same as Ye Xingyu two years ago, he is not afraid of dislike, and he has a cold face, just to pester him.

Feng Boyan has no doubt that such a work is deliberately made by someone with a heart, imitating someone's words and deeds, including her character, habits, and hobbies.

imitates it too thoroughly, but it makes people feel very scheming.

Feng Boyan didn't say anything in the end, raised his foot and buckled his watch and walked down.

Song Wenxin glanced at the door of the master bedroom, withdrew his gaze, and followed Feng Boyan downstairs obediently.