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Chapter 1560

Shen Ruiwen led Qianxing to a private elevator, and soon went upstairs and went straight to Shen Wangjin's ward.

It was not until he walked to the door of the ward again that Zhuang Yibo called Shen Ruiwen again: "Mr. Chen."

Shen Ruiwen turned to look at her, and she whispered: "Why is he hospitalized? Is there something wrong?"

"Ms. Zhuang will talk to Mr. Shen in person about this."

After Shen Ruiwen finished speaking, he helped her open the door in front of her.

As soon as he raised his eyes, Zhuang Yibo saw the man sitting in the room again.

He was still sitting in the sofa before, and his position seemed to have not changed, but the light in the room was much darker, and half of his figure was hidden in the shadows, unable to see clearly.

Zhuang Yibo's heart was stagnant again.

She actually couldn't remember how long it took for her to see him. At the moment, she stared at her with a gaze, and her whole body was frozen and she finally walked in little by little.

The door was quickly closed.

There were only two of them in the dim room, one sitting and the other standing.

She stood by the wall, like a child who did something wrong, and he sat on the sofa. After a long time, he finally raised his eyes to look at her. When he spoke again, his voice was low: "Don't you sit?"

That tone was strange and calm.

This is the tone he should have given her.

Zhuang Yibo's chaotic brain seemed to finally calm down. She looked at him and slowly shook her head, "Qianxing is still waiting for me below, I won't sit down."

"Um." He responded, his eyes fell on her, and he paused for a moment before saying, "I haven't seen you for a long time. When I see me again, I'm so scared?"

Zhuang Yibo's body couldn't help but become stiffer. She stood there, even the curve of her shoulders and neck became a little unnatural, but she didn't realize it at all.

She just looked at him and tried to suppress the surging emotions inside.

"You..." She tried to make a calm voice, "Are you sick?"

Shin Wangjin lowered his eyes lightly, and was silent for a long time after hearing this, but he didn't answer. When he spoke again, he said, "How long has the boy downstairs been?"

Zhuang Yibo was stunned, obviously not understanding the meaning of his question.

"I like it very much?" Shin Wangjin said again.

Zhuang Yibo was stunned again, and then finally realized something.

What he said was Yu Yi?

But why did he ask these questions?

She couldn't figure it out or guess it thoroughly, so she didn't know how to answer.

"Yes." Shin Wangjin laughed softly, "Young, handsome, and a doctor, and a pretty good person. Are you ready to develop?"

Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but pursed his lips, his throat was astringent, but he still couldn't speak.

"Are you serious?" Shen Wangjin asked again.

The answer to him was still silent.

Then Shin Wangjin raised his eyes again and looked at the person in front of him for a long time, "Is he mute? Or am I so scary?"

She looked at him the same way, her lips still closed.

She was not mute, and he was really scary.

Zhuang Yibo had thought about the situation when they met again. Although she only dared to think a little bit every time, no matter what, it was not as strange as it is now.

"Speak." Shin Wangjin said softly, "As long as you tell me that you are serious, I will bless you."

Zhuang Yibo was still close to the wall, but when he finally opened his mouth, tears fell down first.
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