Fifty The Love Buried by Time (Fifty)

The driver looked at Qi Jinnian gratefully, and then said after a while: "Miss Jing, my husband told me to take you there. So don't embarrass me. You'd better deliver this thing in person."

The driver looked embarrassed, and Qi Jinnian stood beside him even more vigorously. Jing Yu thought about it for a moment, and finally changed his clothes and followed the driver.

Sitting in the car, my thoughts wandered all the way.

She and Yu Zeyao were not even friends, so it didn't matter if she went to say goodbye to him or not. However, she still got in the car.

She glanced at the driver in front of her in the rearview mirror. The driver seemed to be aware of her gaze and smiled at her, "Miss Jing, do you have something to ask?"

Jing Yu did not remain silent any longer and only asked: "Are your husband's injuries healed?"

"Not yet." The driver shook his head. "Originally, it was said that it was healed, but something went wrong last time. Recently, the doctor still comes to the house every day. But don't worry, Miss Jing, although she is not completely cured, she is already here. Recovering slowly."

Jing Yu only nodded, assuming he understood, and did not respond to the driver's words.

The car arrived at the Vice Presidential Palace smoothly. When Jing Yu arrived, Yu Zeyao was not there.

Jing Yu put down the wrapped tie clip and wanted to leave, but when he reached the door, he was blocked by two bodyguards from the residence. "Miss Jing, Mr. Vice President asked you to wait at the residence. He will come later." return."

"I've already put down his things, and it won't affect him even if I leave now."

The bodyguard said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, Miss Jing, this is sir's instruction. Please go back and sit down."

The two bodyguards were tall and tall, and Jingyu had seen their skills before. She wasn't going to fight with them just yet. She had already packed her luggage and had nothing else to do in the afternoon, so it didn't matter if she waited.

With this thought, she turned back to the hall. The housekeeper immediately called the servant to come forward and pour her juice.

Not knowing when Yu Zeyao would come back, Jingyu got bored and wandered around the manor boredly. By the time the vast convoy of vehicles arrived at the Vice Presidential Palace, it was already dark.

Jingyu didn't stay any longer and walked towards the door of the villa.

I saw him getting out of the second car, wearing a black windbreaker. The cold wind lifted the hem of his windbreaker, and in the dim dusk, the lines on his face tightened.

At a glance, he saw her standing not far away, looking colder than before.

It seems that he is in a bad mood today.

Maybe you encountered something difficult at work?

Jing Yu speculated, feeling that he came at the wrong time today.

His eyes didn't linger on her for long before he pulled away and walked inside, saying as he walked: "Invite Miss Jing in!"

A few words, cold and hard. Jing Yu almost wondered if he had offended this man.

"I'm not going in." She said before the servant could speak.

Yu Zeyao paused, turned around and looked at her with cold eyes.

Jing Yu inexplicably didn't like his attitude of being hot and cold for no reason, and his expression became colder, "I've already put the things inside. It's getting late now, and Jinnian is still waiting for me to go back for dinner."

Yu Zeyao just gave her a cold look, said nothing, tightened his thin lips, and turned around to go in.

"..." Jing Yu was heartbroken. Who is this? !

"Miss Jing, please." Cheng En came over and made a 'please' gesture. She knew she had no choice now. Sighing, finally, I had to go inside.

"Is he in a bad mood today?" she asked Cheng En in a low voice.

"Yeah. It's been like this these past few days."

"Oh." Then it has nothing to do with her, and she will never offend him. Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Jing Yu followed Cheng En in, and the housekeeper said, "Miss Jing, sir, he asked you to go to the study to talk."

Jingyu took off his coat and handed it to the butler. She saw that the tie clip was still on the coffee table, but he didn't take it away, so she took it in her hand and went upstairs.

The house was so big that even though she had been here several times, everything here was still unfamiliar to her. Fortunately, there was a servant to lead her.

In front of the study door, she knocked on the door and pushed the door open when she heard his voice. He was sitting at his desk smoking.

He was only wearing a white shirt. The tie has been taken off, and three buttons of the shirt have been undone, exposing the collarbone and a large piece of sexy chest muscle. After taking a heavy drag from his cigarette, behind the rising haze, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a dangerous expression.

This look is both dignified and arrogant, yet also seductive.

Jing Yu was inexplicably nervous when he saw him, and his heartbeat was erratic. She pursed her lips slightly, handed over the thing in her hand, and put it on the desk, "This is yours. I have brought it with me several times before, but I forgot every time."

She glanced at him with her clear beautiful eyes, and then said: "I'm leaving."

"Besides this, do you have nothing else to say to me?" Yu Zeyao didn't even look at the tie clip. He raised his eyes and looked at her seriously, then slowly put out the cigarette butt in his hand.

His hands are well-jointed, slender and beautiful. The action of extinguishing the smoke is also graceful and extraordinary.

Jing Yu's eyes fell on his hand, and he thought about something, but finally shook his head, "Nothing."

The cigarette butt was completely extinguished, leaving no trace of scattered light. Yu Zeyao stood up, walked around the desk, and stood expressionless in front of Jing Yu. With his tall stature and the light and shadow above his head, Jing Yu felt filled with an invisible sense of oppression as he approached so close.

She subconsciously took a step back, her hips against the edge of the desk. She stared at him warily, "You..."

"Where do you want to go?"

Before she finished her words, he had already coldly taken them over. Before she could come to her senses, the next moment, the man pinched her slender waist and lifted her up to sit on the desk behind him.

He pushed her knees apart, and his tall body had squeezed between her legs, which was very aggressive.

"You move away." Jing Yu pushed his shoulders hard to prevent him from getting close to her so smoothly. Last time on the cruise ship, she was taken advantage of by him, and her powerlessness had already made her extremely annoyed.

However, her push and rejection force was like an ant shaking a tree for an adult man. Yu Zeyao ignored her hand, only pinched her chin, lifted her face up, and let her look at him, "Did you ask my opinion when you went to Mirisi?"

Jing Yu was stunned.

She didn't expect that he would know about her going to Mirisi. This was originally an internal decision of the hospital.

"You... tracked me?"

He sneered, "More than that."

Jing Yu looked at him with bright eyes, and only heard him reply so confidently, "I investigated you, tracked you, and... I will also control your stay or departure."

He lowered his voice a little for the last few words, "Milisi, don't even think about it!"

[Tonight, I will update here for the time being. The remaining chapter will be updated tomorrow, but the specific time is not yet clear. Because a very, very bad plagiarism incident happened today, I spent all my time today making the color palette, and tomorrow I will prepare for a big battle with the plagiarist. ]