Chapter 223

When ye Huanyan woke up, she only heard someone talking outside the door.

Vaguely, it was the woman doctor who would come to see her every other period of time, and Lingling's voice. There was nothing else.

She closed her eyes, covered her abdomen with her hands in the quilt, and there was a tear in the corner of her eyes.

Fortunately, you're still here.

The woman doctor told Lingling two words, then carrying the medicine box downstairs, "nothing serious, is blood stasis, later pay attention to recuperate, but hemoptysis this kind of thing once nothing serious, is must not be more times, will hurt the heart."

Lingling sent the doctor out. When she came back, she saw ye Huanyan sitting on the bed and looking at the ceiling.

There was a dim yellow desk lamp in the room, shining on her face. The outline was very soft, and there were not too many bloodless appearances. The whole person seemed to be full.

"Miss ye, are you awake?"

She tried to act as if nothing had happened. She thought it was a nightmare. When she woke up, life could go on.

Ye Huanyan nodded weakly and looked behind Lingling.

This action falls in Lingling's eyes, she can't help but secretly sigh.

"After the doctor came, he said you were OK. The young master just left. In fact, the young master is still very concerned about you."

The smile on ye Huanyan's face became more and more reluctant. After looking at the door for a while, she closed her eyes and whispered,

"Lingling, I'm sleepy."

"Well, go to sleep, Miss Ye. When you wake up, everything will be fine."

With her eyes closed, she faintly felt that the light in the room was dim. Lingling closed the door and the room was silent, but she didn't feel lonely. At least she had a baby with her.

She was used to deceiving herself. Even though she almost lost her life at that time, she was forced to cough up blood. But now, in the dead of night, touching her belly, she found that she still had a little hope for him.

The old time bar, full of lights and deafening music, brings a group of men and women to dance on the dance floor.

In the box just separated from the dance floor by hollowed out planks, it is tr's Wang Peizhou who organizes the anchors from Shanghai to hold a celebration banquet for the award-winning anchors.

Wang Peizhou turned around and grabbed a male anchor and asked, "where's Guo Guo? Why didn't she arrive? "

The male anchor's face suddenly showed a smile, "Mr. Wang, you were at the award ceremony, weren't you? That scene, though we are all cheeky, is not as thick as this? "

It's equivalent to shooting a naked scene in front of the camera. Can't you go back and cry?

Wang Peizhou didn't think so. He glanced at the male anchor, "you think everyone is the same as you. You have to be cheeky to do this business."

After that, he found a quiet place to call.

"Hello? Guoguo, where are you

"Mr. Wang, I'm not feeling well. I won't go tonight, will I?"

There was a choking voice on the other end of the phone.

"How can we do that? You won the Best Newcomer Award. You can win honor for us. This celebration is for you."

Yan Guoguo was not thin skinned, but was sulking. She forced to tidy up her clothes and get the prize. She looked up. Ling Han had long disappeared. She thought that she probably felt ashamed and left early, and her heart was both unwilling and angry.

"Mr. Wang, I still won't go. Have a good time."

"Guoguo, I didn't mean you. Why are you so ignorant? General manager Ling will come here soon. If you're not here, he asked me what I said. He thought I didn't deal with today's affairs well."

Wang Peizhou's tone was not good when Yin Guoguo took the airs.

When he heard that Ling Han would also go, Yin Guoguo's face suddenly changed.

"You said that general manager Ling would go, too?"

"Yes, I just got the call. I'm going to heat up the venue? Are you coming? "

Come on, why not?

Hang up the phone, Yin Guoguo looking at his face in the mirror of the hotel, young people can pinch water, even without Sheng Enron's delicacy, but it has another style.

When she changed her clothes, she suddenly remembered the sentence that Joe gave her when she sent her dress to her today. "I don't love perfume," she said.

She looks at the clothes in her suitcase and suddenly hesitates. Recently, Ling Han seems to be more and more impatient with herself. It seems that no matter how well she dresses, she can't win his favor.

When Ling Han saw him for the first time, he paid special attention to himself. Why?

She doesn't believe in love at first sight. He is the first man who can show that kind of look to himself when she meets him for the first time. That look is clearly the love she has known for a long time, but she only met him once in Hujiang.

When I first met, I seemed to be wearing a school uniform?

This man, should not have any special hobby?

She shakes her head. It's not possible. If there is one, it's easy. With this in mind, her hand still slipped over the sexy dress and landed on the plain shirt and jeans. Try it. After all, nowadays many men prefer those with pure appearance, don't they? Linghan's car is parked on the famous Houhai bar street in Lanjiang city. After getting out of the car, I walked towards the old time bar. There were many red men and women in the street. There were also people who were exposed in the early spring weather. I saw a figure in front of the bar from a distance, white shirt, jeans, gray cardigan coat. Now I was lowering my head and kicking stones on the ground in boredom. He felt puzzled for a moment, but he soon recovered and raised his lips in self mockery. How could it be her? At the moment, the figure obviously found him, waved from a distance, and then trotted all the way to him, "Mr. Ling, you're here."“ Is that you Ling Han's eyes showed a trace of surprise. Yin Guoguo looked at his clothes along with his eyes, holding the hem of the cardigan in both hands, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Ling, I just humiliated you, I should be more careful..." Ling Han frowned and stared at her, looking at her pure dress, with a sneer in his heart. What's the difference between dressing like this in front of a bar and being a whore? I don't know what message I gave her to dress up like this and come here to flatter him“ Smart women look boring. In front of me, you'd better put away your cleverness. " He coldly dropped a word and went straight into the bar. Yin Guoguo stood in the same place, looking embarrassed. This man is far different from the legend. It's easy to get close to him. It's hard to get his favor. At this moment, she suddenly begins to admire Sheng Enron. What kind of skills did she use to stay with him for nearly a year. Watching Ling Han's figure disappear in the bar, she clenched her fingers in place. Anyway, tonight is probably her last chance. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.