Eighty-Seven: Love Buried by Time (Eighty-Seven)

As he said this, he turned around and asked someone to call the doctor.

Jingrong wailed in his heart. He regretted that he should not have listened to his deception and came to him to recuperate.

He is also confused now. How did such a blind person get so many girlfriends in the past?

"I'm fine, I'm not feeling sick." He was worried that Wen Yanzhi would really mobilize all the troops to call the doctor over again, so he stopped him quickly. Finally, feeling helpless, he sighed and opened his lips, "I'll finish the porridge, don't call the doctor."

Wen Yanzhi raised his lips and said proudly, "That's pretty much it."

Jingrong looked at the cunning flashing in his eyes and felt that he seemed to have been tricked by this man! How could he be as stupid as he thought?

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night.

Jingyu eats dinner alone. She watched TV in the hall for a while, but her eyes couldn't help but drift outside. The weather forecast says it will snow tonight, and it seems like snowflakes are already falling at this point.

However, it has been quiet outside, and the owner of this house has not come back.

She squatted on the sofa and played with the remote control. She didn't know how long it took before she fell asleep leaning on the armrest of the sofa. In the middle of the night, I was woken up by the housekeeper, "Miss Jing, it's already two o'clock. You'd better go upstairs to sleep."

"It's two o'clock?" Jing Yu glanced at the clock on the wall. To be precise, it was already a quarter past two. She felt guilty when she saw that the housekeeper and the others had not rested yet. It's because he sleeps here that he keeps them from getting off work. She moved the blanket away from her body and folded it aside, "Sorry, you all go to rest, I'm going to sleep too."

The butler nodded.

Jing Yu stood up, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Butler, is sir back?"

The housekeeper shook his head and said: "My husband called me around 11 o'clock and said he wouldn't be back tonight. He is currently abroad. He won't be back for the next two days."

"..." Jing Yu was stunned. Then, my heart suddenly became empty. It turns out he was on a business trip.

She just said "Oh" softly, didn't say anything more, got up and went upstairs.

Lying alone on the huge bed, I tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep. In fact, after living here for a few days, I have become accustomed to living in such a big room and sleeping on such a big bed.

However, something felt wrong tonight. The pillow seemed not as comfortable as usual, and even the bed was not as soft as usual. The fragrance on the sheets seemed to have changed, and even the light outside felt particularly dazzling.

She became inexplicably picky.

That night, Yu Zeyao did not come back as expected. The next day, Jing Yu originally wanted to go to the nursing home to stay with his father, but the bodyguard refused to let him go.

Jingyu couldn't go anywhere, so he had to find something to do for himself. She asked the housekeeper to buy some herbal seeds for her outside and cultivated them herself in the warm greenhouse. If there are little things to take care of, at least life won't be so boring. Counting the days, it’s not too long before the Spring Festival. I hope that as he said, she can go back to the hospital to work as scheduled after the Spring Festival, and Jingrong can also return to China to make up for the missed courses. Both of their lives are back on track.

For two consecutive days, Yu Zeyao still didn't reply, and there was no news. At night, Jingyu found out his personal number, but in the end he just gave up. He stuffed the phone back under the pillow, but the call was never dialed.

the other side.

Yu Zeyao and his party stayed at a specific hotel. It was heavily guarded inside and out. It's already dark, and I still can't sleep after a busy day. The mobile phone is at hand. It is a private number. Except for a few people, few people know it. He was looking forward to it ringing, after all, it had been two days since he left country S and home. However, in the past two days, except for Wen Yanzhi calling to report Jingrong's situation at any time, the phone never rang again.

That kind of silence made him feel that he had never been cared about by her.

"Sir." At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room. A solemn voice sounded outside.

Yu Zeyao came back to his senses, straightened his expression, and then said: "Come in."

Zhuang Yan pushed the door open and walked in. Yu Zeyao asked, "What's wrong so late?"

"Miss Mo just called."

Yu Zeyao frowned, "Did you say anything?"

"Minister Mo will also come here tomorrow. The female family members will be brought to the dinner after this meeting, so Miss Mo will come with Minister Mo tomorrow."

Yu Zeyao's expression was always calm, without any fluctuations. In the end, he nodded indifferently and responded indifferently: "I know."

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On the third day, after Jing Yu and Jing Rong talked, as soon as she hung up the phone, a call came in from her cell phone.

Jing Yu answered. Qi Jinnian's voice sounded excitedly over there, "Yu'er, have you seen the news?"

"What news?"

"CCAV today's tidbits."

"Is there any news worth calling me to gossip about?"

"Of course!" Qi Jinnian's tone did not lower at all, "You're not really indifferent to the vice president's affairs, are you?"

Jing Yu was slightly startled when he heard Qi Jinnian mentioning him and thought of the words she said as "tiddy news". My heart tightened, and I pondered for a while, then asked, "Is there any news about him and Miss Mo?"

"It turns out you care too. I thought you really didn't care at all."

Jing Yu said nothing.

Qi Jinnian seemed to sense that she was depressed. He paused for a moment and asked tentatively: "You haven't read it yet, have you? Do you want me to show it to you?"

Jingyu thought he wouldn't want to see it. After all, she already knew these things in her heart.

But the words that came out were: "Okay, you send it to me on WeChat later."

The two girls hung up the phone, Jing Yu returned to the room, sat on the sofa by the window, and stared at the desolate winter scenery outside the window. Qi Jinnian cared about her very much, and quickly found a news link and sent it to her, with a line of text attached, "Yu'er, ask him carefully. Don't be fooled."

Jing Yu simply replied with a "hmm".

Clicking on the news link, the first thing that caught my eye was the two of them standing side by side at a dinner attended by politicians from all over the world. Facing the camera, both of them were calm and composed, low-key but dazzling.

He was wearing a black suit and a navy blue tie. And Mo Huan happened to be wearing a blue skirt, plain and generous, the two complemented each other.

The comments from netizens under the link were very neat, as if they had made an appointment, all of them were:

——Happiness is: your tie and my skirt.

Jing Yu silently closed the link. Put the phone aside. At first, I was still sitting on the sofa looking at the scenery outside, but in the end, I fell crookedly on the sofa again, as if I felt that this was still not right, so I lay flat and fell down.

However, no matter how I adjusted my posture, my chest was still stuffy.