Ji Yunqi hasn't eaten anything since An Zhisu persuaded her to eat some porridge in the morning. She has stomach problems. Her stomach hurts when she's hungry, her stomach hurts, and the wound on her back hurts. She's so irritable that no one wants to take care of her.
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Ye Muan didn't come back after leaving the hospital in the morning. The bodyguard called him according to An Zhisu's instructions but couldn't get through, so he had to call Zhuang Yuan.
Zhuang Yuan was helpless after answering the phone. His young master entered the laboratory again and he couldn't contact him. In order to not be disturbed by anyone during the experiment, the laboratory was completely closed, except for the people inside.
Press the emergency button to lift the ban, otherwise people from outside will not be able to enter.
Zhuang Yuan could only wait outside, and when Ye Muan came out, he would tell him Ji Yunqi's situation as soon as possible.
This lasted a whole day, and Ye Muan didn't come out until evening.
"Master An." Zhuang Yuan immediately went forward to report: "You finally came out. Miss Ji's condition is not very good."
Ye Muan's eyes darkened: "The wound is open again?"
"That's not true. It's just that she refuses to eat. She has a stomach problem. Now she still refuses to take stomach medicine. She is in excruciating pain. Even the doctors and nurses can't do anything." Zhuang Yuan just received another call from the bodyguard.
Ye Muan's eyes became deeper, and he didn't say anything or give any indication.
Zhuang Yuan asked tentatively: "Master An, don't you go and have a look?"
"She said she didn't want to see me." Ye Muan's tone was very worried, as if he was silent just now thinking about how to solve this matter.
Zhuang Yuan:......
Zhuang Yuan resisted the movement of holding his forehead and reminded weakly: "Master An, women always mean what they say. When they say they don't want to see you, they actually really want you to be by their side."
He wondered why Ji Yunqi was hospitalized, but his young master was still in the mood to do experiments, and he did them all day long. This was the reason for co-writing.
Oh my God, no one else has this low emotional intelligence.
"Is that so?" Ye Mu'an was quite skeptical.
"That's definitely the case." Zhuang Yuan raised his hand and assured.
Ye Muan was still a little doubtful and asked: "Have you ever been in love?"
Zhuang Yuan shook his head, how could he have time to fall in love?
Ye Muan looked at him with a look like "How can you understand women if you have never been in love?"
Zhuang Yuan subconsciously wanted to roll his eyes at his young master, but he resisted. Doesn't it take a relationship to understand this? Isn't this common sense?
He didn't dare to tell the truth, so he suggested: "Otherwise, you can ask Master Yi, he has rich experience."
Ye Muan thought it was feasible, nodded, took out his cell phone and called Ye Muyi.
"Brother, do you know what time it is in New York?" Ye Muyi's voice sounded sleepy.
"Why are you going to New York?" Ye Muan asked.
"Let's play." Ye Muyi got up and asked impatiently, "Are you okay?"
"Play?" Ye Mu'an's voice was filled with chills: "How can you play with one leg lame?"
Ye Muyi:......
Ye Muyi suddenly woke up. After realizing that he had been exposed, he quickly went back to make amends. He laughed and said, "Brother Hahahaha, I was dreaming about having fun in New York. Brother Hahaha, what do you want me to do?"
Ye Muan believed his ghost: "I'll give you a chance to confess and be lenient."
Ye Muyi was so spineless that he recruited someone. Not only did he recruit him, he also sold An Zhisu, and even put the blame on An Zhisu, shaping himself into a person who had to be obedient under the oppression of matriarchy.
Little white flower, how pitiful you are.
However, Ye Mu'an fell in love with a brother who had no affection for him. Ye Mu'an showed no sympathy for his crying and asked a key question: "Does she also know that I am not you?"
The person she asked was naturally Ji Yunqi.
Ye Muyi did not dare to deceive Ye Muan anymore, and sold Ji Yunqi out of belief that his dead Taoist friend would not die of the poor Taoist.
Ye Muan hung up the phone immediately after receiving a positive reply, forgetting even the purpose of calling Ye Muyi in the first place.
After being hung up on, Ye Muyi panicked. He knew he had gotten into trouble and wanted to call his mother to ask, but he didn't have the guts, so he simply sent a WeChat message to Ji Yunqi and turned off his phone.
After turning off his phone, he got up, packed his luggage neatly, and left the hotel with his suitcase at five in the morning.
Before six o'clock in the morning, he dragged his suitcase and knocked on a door.
It took a while before the answer came from the door: "Who?"
It was a girl's voice, and there was caution in her voice.
"It's me, it's me, Songsong, don't be afraid, it's me." Ye Muyi quickly spoke to comfort her.
Xia Song heard the familiar voice inside the door and breathed a sigh of relief. He came over and opened the door for him. The girl was wearing pajamas, with her hair disheveled, and her expression was sleepy. She didn't have the vigilant eyes before and looked lazy and sleepy. Just looking at her like this made her look sleepy.
She is a beautiful and smart beauty.
"Fourth brother, why do you come to me at this time? Are you going back to China?" Xia Song asked breathlessly when he saw that he was still dragging a suitcase.
Erbao is the fourth child in a group of children. Those younger than him call him fourth brother. Above him are Ye Muan, Su Lin and Xiao En.
"I went back to China to look for help because I went crazy." Ye Muyi dragged his suitcase through the door unceremoniously, not forgetting to tell Xia Song: "Don't tell anyone that I came to seek refuge with you."
"What trouble did you get into again?" Xia Song closed the door and found him a pair of slippers and asked.
"I don't like hearing this anymore. Are you, fourth brother, the kind of person who gets into trouble at every turn?" Ye Muyi looked at her unhappily.
Xia Song nodded seriously: "You are."
Ye Muyi:......
"You didn't come here from China because you made some big star pregnant and didn't want to be responsible, right?" Xia Song approached him and asked, staring into his eyes.
Ye Muyi's eyes were also staring at her, but they were not staring at her eyes or her face, but at the open collar of her pajamas.
"What are you looking at?" Xia Song felt that his eyesight was not at the same level as hers.
Ye Muyi nuzzled at the collar of her pajamas: "I haven't seen you for two months, and you're already in trouble. I didn't expect that New York's soil and water would lead to bigger breasts."
Xia Song's face suddenly turned red, she raised her hands to cover her chest, turned around and ran to the bedroom.
"Why are you so shy? I haven't seen anything about your body. I even gave you a bath." Ye Muyi smiled and watched her hide in the bedroom.
"When are you going to mention what happened eight hundred years ago!" With a bang, Ye Muyi was locked out by Xia Song.
Ye Muyi laughed loudly and asked her through the door: "What do you want to eat in the morning? I'll make it for you when brother wakes up."
Ye Muyi inherited Ye Lancheng's skills and is good at cooking.
"Fried pervert eyes." Xia Song gritted his teeth and rummaged through the underwear in the closet.
Ye Muyi laughed even louder and ordered the menu on his own: "Let's stew the snow clam with papaya. Yours is still a bit small. I'll give you some more. Let's work harder and grow another cup size."
"If you say one more word, I will post your location on Weibo." Xia Song's warning voice came out.
Ye Muyi immediately shut up, took a deep breath, kicked off his slippers, lay back, pulled the neatly folded blanket over himself, and slept comfortably.
He is absolutely safe here in Xia Song, because his little Songsong will definitely not betray him.