She lowered her head and thought about it all, until the hand hanging beside her was held, holding his palms warm and dry, and could wrap her hands all over, as if she felt the coldness of her palms, and the hands holding her tighter and tighter.

She followed Hai Zhuoxuan foolishly. Her height could only be seen with his broad back. She couldn't see his expression, but she vaguely felt the smile on the corner of his mouth.

The wind is strong and the road is long. The street lights make the figures in front and behind very long, making the long road look short.

In the ward, Ding Yiyi couldn't remember how many times she asked Ye Bo, "Did he really have nothing to do? Have you seen a doctor?"

Ye Bo stood aside and smiled and said, "Young master is always a man. He always hopes to leave the best image in front of his beloved person. Miss Yiyi doesn't have to worry."

Ding Yiyi had no choice but to nod. The door was knocked. Qiubai walked in. When he saw Ye Bo, both of his eyes lit up, but neither of them pointed it out.

"Yiyi, how about uncle?" Qiubai asked with the fruit basket on the table. Ding Yiyi shook her head helplessly, "The doctor said that her father still has blood in his head. Now, let's go through physical therapy first to see if he can see clearly."

Qiubai sighed when she saw her absent-minded look, "I have helped you turn off a lot of work, but this time there is a variety show I think you should go on."

"Variety show? I have never been on a variety show?" Ding Yiyi looked at her in surprise.

Qiubai nodded, "Last time you put out the pigeons of Paris designers, the impact is very bad. The company arranged it for you. You must go and record it in a week."

Ding Yiyi nodded helplessly. At this time, the phone suddenly rang, and Ye Chuqing's voice was crying, "Sister Yiyi, Zhuo Xuan is gone, I can't find him."

By the time Ding Yiyi and her group arrived, Ye Chuqing had already cried and stood a circle of bodyguards from the Ye family.

"He must not want me anymore, so he called his father and left by himself." Ye Chuqing cried so hard that she burped.

Ding Yiyi quickly patted her back to comfort her, "Does Nian Mo know?"

Ye Chuqing nodded with sobs, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Bo, trying to get some news from him. Ye Bo's calm face was a hint of undetectable red under Qiu Bai's gaze. He sighed, "Mr. Zhuo Xuan is fine, don't worry."

"Where is she?" Ye Chuqing's swollen eyes looked at him for a moment. Although Qiu Bai didn't know Ye Chuqing, she was also infected by her sadness and said, "Just say it quickly, she is almost crying to death."

Ye Bo had no way to refuse her request, or subconsciously wanted to maintain a good image in front of her. He sighed and turned on the TV, "Mr. Zhuo Xuan held a press conference without saying a word today, and the young master just found out."

Ye Chuqing stared at the man in a suit and tie on the TV in a daze. His face was haggard, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and red bloodshot could be seen vaguely. He said something with a calm face, and the searchlight kept hitting his face.

"I'm going to find her." Ye Chuqing rushed out and the bodyguard stopped her, "Miss, the master told you not to go out."

"Don't stop me!" Ye Chuqing shouted with red eyes. She had only one thought in her mind, she must be with Hai Zhuoxuan.

The bodyguard stopped her silent silence. Qiubai looked at Ye Bo and shook his head. He could not disobey the master's orders, nor could he disobey.

The scene was in a stalemate. Ye Bo pulled Ding Yiyi and lowered his voice, "Now only the young master can help the lady. The young master feels so sorry for you, please ask him."

Ding Yiyi shook her head, "No, he put the Ye family in the most important position. In order to protect Chu Qing, he would not agree."
Chapter completed!