Ye Wangchuan is not short of this amount of money, not to mention that he is one of several shareholders of Yufu. Yufu was a project that he and his friends invested in for fun when he was 20 years old.
What he cares more about is Qiao Nian.
That heroic face with sharp edges and corners, the dark and deep eyes reflected the shadow of Qiao Nian, which was obviously very lazy, but gave people the illusion of extreme gentleness.
"You really don't want Gu San to accompany you?"
Liang Bowen was quietly acting as a backdrop next to him. When he heard this sultry ending, he felt that he had realized the truth!
Someone in the class had previously placed a bet on whether Mr. Ye was Sister Nian's boyfriend. Shen Qingqing bet that he was, and Chen Yuan bet that he wasn't. He wasn't sure whether he was, so he didn't place a bet.
When he goes back, he must risk all his wealth to bet that Mr. Ye is Sister Nian's boyfriend.
The cliffhanger is!
Otherwise, for a man like this who drives a Hongqi car, he really can't figure out why he is so pampering and tolerant to a senior girl in high school. He can't just do it because Sister Nian is good-looking, right?!
He didn't know that he had unintentionally grasped the truth.
Qiao Nian didn't notice his blazing eyes next to her. She had long been accustomed to this way of getting along with Ye Wangchuan. After thinking about it, she still had the same attitude: "It's really not necessary."
"Okay." Ye Wangchuan did not embarrass her, pursed his lips and said, "Then let Gu San take you to the airport later."
This time Qiao Nian did not refuse, and said "yes" with a serious heart.
*
Around the city people's hospital.
The autumn colors are in full bloom in October, and the leaves of the ginkgo trees planted in the hospital have all turned yellow. The breeze blows, and large ginkgo leaves fall one after another, like dancing butterflies, paving the ground with a layer of golden autumn color.
The 6th floor of Nanyuan of the inpatient department is the general ward area.
There are 3-4 patients living in each ward here, but there is one ward that everyone knows is special.
In ward 6003.
Aunt Chen walked in dejectedly. Chen Yuan didn't come back all night last night. She didn't sleep well all night. Her already sallow complexion looked worse, and there were thick dark circles under her eyelids. She looked at the sick man lying on the hospital bed.
The husband suppressed the anxiety and panic in his heart, walked over calmly, walked to the bedside and opened the lunch box he had brought.
He forced himself to smile and said to the man lying on the hospital bed: "Old Chen, it's time to get up and eat. I've stewed chicken soup for you. You can drink more later. There's also chicken. I also stewed it very well.
, you have to eat more."
The man on the hospital bed looked to be in his early 50s, but most of his hair on his temples was gray. He was very thin, with a face so thin that you could see the bulging cheekbones, and his eyes were bloodshot from exhaustion due to years of illness.
It was just October and autumn had just begun, and he was covered with a thick quilt. The white quilt was placed on his chest, as if the weight of life was crushing the man.
"Look at you, why do your eyes look so bloodshot and you're not asleep?" Aunt Chen put the lunch box on the bedside table next to the hospital bed, helped him up, and supported his waist with a pillow so that he could lean on it.
Sit up on the bedside.
She obviously does this action often. She is obviously a woman, but she can skillfully hold an adult man up and sit up. She can also talk nonchalantly: "Didn't the doctor tell you to rest more? Hey! If you don't listen to the doctor's instructions, Nian Nian knows what's going on.
It’s time to worry about you.”
Uncle Chen was helped by her to sit up and leaned on the hospital bed. He couldn't hide his tiredness and asked her: "Chen Yuan hasn't gone back yet?"