Chapter 143

"Dawmingo, I want to eat an apple." Ling Yixue gets up and leans on the soft pillow, trying to squeeze out a smile. Her eyes are full of expectation.

Looking at the black face of this woman, she couldn't bear to smile.

"Good! I'll cut it for you

Ling Yi snow satisfied smile, she just tried, no wrong. Li Xiuming didn't change his mind. He was still the man who could do anything for him.

Ling Yixue masturbates in her heart.

But this time Li Xiuming was different from the past. He stopped unconsciously when he was holding the knife. I don't know what I'm thinking.

"Daoming? What's the matter? " Ling Yixue asked.

"Nothing. Just think about work." Li Xiuming awkwardly regained his mind and took work as an excuse. He just didn't want this sensitive woman to think more. In fact, only he knows in his heart that he is still worried about seeing Jilun's moves on Ye leisurely today.

He thought that the woman would believe him if he prevaricated with his work, but Ling Yixue, a smart girl, had already found out that he was abnormal, and all this was changed after ye Youran appeared.

Ling Yixue's fingers twitch for a while, and her blood vessels hurt when the needle is inserted. She still pretends that she's OK and doesn't want Li Xiuming to see the clue. But the heart has cursed ye Youran n times, although the person who took away everything from ye Youran is herself.

"I'm leaving. There's a lot more to do in the company." Li Xiuming got up and handed over the apple he had just cut, but in an instant he was ready to leave. The two of them met for less than ten minutes.

Deng Wei has been peeking at the door of the ward. Seeing Li Xiuming's indifference to his daughter, her hatred for ye leisurely adds another point.

"Are you leaving so soon?" Ling Yixue gets up and hugs him all of a sudden. She has forgotten the suffering brought to her by her illness. What she has to do now is to keep him as much as possible and not let him have more opportunities to get along with that woman.

Or she's going to lose him.

Just this hug, unexpectedly did not have the warmth of the past, Ling Yixue only felt a cold heart, in the face of such a sudden change, some at a loss.

Li Xiuming broke off Ling Yixue's hand, helped her lie down and helped her get the bangs in front of her forehead.

Then he said softly, "I'll come to see you when I have time. Now I'm really busy."

Ling Yixue doesn't say anything any more. She can't be willful any more. Otherwise, Li Xiuming will be farther and farther away from her, and he will find that woman's kindness.

Li Xiuming finally let go, holding her hand tightly, her face is still expressionless, which is definitely not what he used to be. Ling Yixue mutters in her heart that Li Xiuming has changed.

Ling Yixue especially hates this disease now. If she doesn't have this disease, she can go to accompany Li Xiuming. How can other women take advantage of it.

Li Xiuming left and ran into Deng Wei when he went out.

"Daoming, I'm leaving now."

Li Xiuming called out of politeness, aunt Deng. Then he left with a big stride. He has wasted enough time in the hospital. Now, he is shameful to think that no matter how much company he has, it will not bring anything to Ling Yixue's illness. Simply, it's better to let Ling Yixue have a good rest in the hospital.

Deng Wei looks at Li Xiuming's back and is even more angry. She pushes the door of the ward to see her daughter's state.

She, has been crying into a tearful, sick, so she did not have the strength to chase, so she can only lie in the ward waiting.

Now, what she should know is that at this moment, she is paying the price for her lies.

Today's Ling Yixue, in order to see Li Xiuming, in order to leave a good impression on him, is really dressed up.

The doctor said that she was not allowed to use cosmetics. There are too many chemicals, which will only make her weak body more unbearable, but she insists that Deng Wei can't help her. After all, this is her baby daughter.

, her thick eyeliner has been dampened by tears, and her eyes are so thick that she looks like a poor clown.

Deng Weimeng hugged her in the past, hoping to bring her a little warmth.

Ling Yixue tries to suppress herself, but in such a Shasha room, she still can't control it. The man she has loved for so many years suddenly becomes indifferent to herself, and no one can stand it.