The Idol And The Disabled President Made An Official Announcement

chapter 71

His eyes were full of mockery and hatred, Ye Han's sharp eyes were like a sharp knife, peeling away the dirt hidden under the light surface layer by layer. Ye Mao opened his eyes wide, his chest was violently ups and downs, and the heavy gasping sound revealed a heavy twilight.

Straighten his back again and move away from him. Ye Hansheng even calmly smoothed out the wrinkles on his medical suit, and then helped him press the call bell on the bedside, "You must take care of your body..." He whispered, "Repay the debt you owed." It's not over yet, the show has just started, you have to live a long time."

Ye Hansheng turned the wheelchair back a bit, and said to Yu Biao, who was guarding aside: "Let's go, I will see Ye Dong next time."

Yu Biao was forced to watch a big show, and when he heard the words, he pushed him out quickly. The boss's secretive listening was too much, but it was no good.

"You stop!" Seeing him seeing himself as nothing, Ye Qiuri's face turned pale, blocking the door and questioning: "Did Zhong Ling go to you?"

She said why Zhong Ling's wimpy suddenly found a good lawyer, and so courageously insisted on the divorce and quickly left the country, it turned out that Ye Hansheng intervened.

Slowly dusting the non-existent dust on the shirt, Ye Hansheng looked at her with cold and heavy eyes, he seemed to smile, "He came to me, the divorce lawyer I asked him for him." He knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair, and Ye Han said in a gentle voice: "He is now in the U.S. He heard that he can't afford to eat but can only live on the streets. Would you like me to send you to reunite with him? If two people are together, maybe you don't have to sleep on the street."

Ye Qiurui felt cold and stepped back two steps horrified by his eyes. Although he was smiling, his smile looked so vicious, as if the evil spirit climbing up from the eighteenth **** would tear off the hypocritical human skin at any time, pounce on her and take the Ye Family apart and eat it.

"My business, you don't need to worry about it." Ye Qiurii let the door open and moved closer to the bed. Ye Hansheng glanced at her mockingly and motioned for Yu Biao to leave.

Everything in the ward was left behind by him. He clearly saw that the Ye family was about to be punished, but he was not as happy as he imagined. The past of the Ye Family was like a poisonous vine entwined with him day and night, sucking blood, causing him pain. But now he cut the vine with his own hands, but there was only endless irritability and nausea.

There was a suffocating breath in his chest, and he couldn't get up and down. Ye Hansheng beat the handrail irritably, faster and faster, to suppress the emotions on the verge of losing control.

The suffocating breath made him just want to destroy something to vent his irritability. The phone in his pocket rang abruptly at this moment, Ye Hansheng's thoughts were interrupted, and he took out the phone. On the screen was a WeChat sent by Wenrun.

[The assistant bought me flower cakes today, it tastes very good. I sent you two boxes to the company, remember to check it=3=]

After the text, he also posted a self-portrait of himself biting a flower cake. In the photo, Wenrun was still wearing a costume, smiling brows and eyes, and small dimples on his cheeks were looming. I don't know if it's because of the fact that he was one year older, his youthful spirit was much lighter than when he first saw him, and he already looked like a handsome young man.

But no matter what he looked like, Ye Hansheng could soften his heart at a glance.

When he approached the screen and touched the young man in the photo, the depression in Ye Hansheng's chest dissipated a little bit. He was like a beam of light that suddenly broke into his world. He was kind and warm. Whenever he suppressed the darkness in his heart, he was always ready to move. Be able to appear in time and use the warmest words to pull him back to the world.