Evil Young Army: Girl, you've been arrested!

Chapter 314 Maybe, with me?
It's like treating a normal thinking person.

The doctor said that he could hear her subconsciously, especially recently, the doctor said that he would wake up.

Only now, it's like a person standing in a thick fog.

He stood in the middle, surrounded by pitch blackness, and couldn't see anything with his eyes.

And he, no matter whether he walked forward or backward, no matter how long he walked, he was still in the black mist.

Can't get out.

Although he himself is working hard, even though he is running desperately.

But that dense fog seemed to be boundless, without end.

What he needed to find was an exit that would allow him to escape from the boundless thick fog.

"Dad, it's been five years. You've been lying here all the time. How long are you going to lie here?"

Holding the freshly twisted towel, he wiped Ling Changqing's arm carefully and gently, as if he fell in love with something when he was a child and wanted to get it and acted like a baby there, with a sweet and soft tone.

"The doctor told me a while ago that you are already showing signs of waking up, Dad, I got engaged two years ago and you couldn't show up at my engagement ceremony. You missed my engagement ceremony. It's so hard that you still want to miss my wedding ?"

"By the way, Dad, I have some good news for you. Our Ling Group has already entered the top [-] companies in the world. Although that fellow Mo Ziyan is ahead of me, don't worry, I will definitely take him down soon." Squeezed down."

"Dad, you said that you suddenly left such a big mess behind. Instead of ruining it, I did it so well. I'm so good. What do you think you should reward me for?"

"Dad, wake up early."

Holding Ling Changqing's hand, seeing his eyes that had been closed tightly all these years and had never opened to look at her again, Ling Heather's voice could not help but choked with sobs.

Tears slipped silently from the corners of her eyes, dripping on the white sheet, and she quickly put down his hand.

Clearly her eyes were closed and she wouldn't notice anything, but she wiped away the tears on her face as if she was afraid that he would see her cry.

"Chairman..."

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and the tears that Ling Xihan had just wiped flowed out again.

The person who pushed the door looked at it, and knew that he bumped into something he shouldn't have bumped into, so he hurriedly turned around, and he didn't come in again until Ling Heather's voice sounded.

"Chairman, the car is ready, and the charity auction will start at eight o'clock."

It's past seven o'clock now, and Ling Xihan hasn't changed her clothes yet. In other words, it's time for Ling Xihan to get ready.

Otherwise, if you procrastinate any longer, it will really be too late.

"OK, let's go now."

Hastily put the towel into the water basin, put the water basin aside, tidied up her mood, then Ling Hanhan hurriedly followed the accompanying secretary and left.

However, what she didn't see was the moment when the door of the ward closed when she turned to leave.

Tears dripped down silently, dizzying on the wrinkled hand.

All of a sudden, the hand that had been motionless all this time moved its fingers.

Since Brother Nine took her to that incredible place five years ago, Heather Ling fell in love with it deeply.

Whether it's a banquet, party, dance, or any kind of feast, Ling Hanhan always finds that one, and even the engagement dress is also made by that evil man.

Although Mo Ziyan was very upset after seeing her, but I don't know if it was deliberate, or there is a kind of fascination here, no matter what other famous brands, how beautiful clothes, in her eyes There was a taste missing in her eyes, which was not enough to satisfy her.

As for Shi, it's like a roundworm in her stomach, as long as she simply puts forward her request, even if there are some dances, she just needs to tell her the type, and he can choose a perfect dress for her.

Therefore, I would often say a word to Ling Xihan, telling her to break up with Mo Ziyan and forget about being with him, because after all, he knew her so well, and she was so fascinated by his clothes.

Even if you don't like it now, but you are so obsessed with the clothes he makes, as time goes by, you will definitely fall in love with him, the clothes maker.

Although she had already said that she didn't want to be the proprietress of a sewing shop, Mo Ziyan still couldn't give him a good look every time he saw him.

"Well, although it took 15 minutes to arrive at your place, it's okay, you helped me get it done in less than 10 minutes, thank you."

A professional attire was taken off, a pure and soft white dress, a dazzling diamond necklace, silver and white earrings pouring down from her beautiful porches like water, and small golden stiletto high-heeled shoes.

Noble, elegant, stylish, atmospheric.

When she walked in front of the full-length mirror, the person standing behind her had just dressed her up personally, and at this moment, the maker of this beautiful scene not only sighed in his heart.

This dress was simply made for her.

All of these things may still be dazzling when put together, but when they are matched and formed on her body, there is an inestimable feeling.

She is really, the most suitable model for his clothes, his makeup, and the most suitable model he has ever met.

"Maybe, the next time you come to me, it won't be because you want me to style you, but because you suddenly changed your mind and left that arrogant guy with me?"

Walking to Ling Heather's back, at a very close distance, he deliberately put his hands on her shoulders.

The slightly lowered head kept an ambiguous distance of millimeters from her ears. From the full-length mirror, it seemed that she would be embraced by him in the next second.

"Ha ha."

Ling Heather naturally knew who the arrogant and arrogant guy was talking about, she chuckled lightly, and took a step to the side, not even the slightest bit of temptation because of her gentle and evil voice.

Picking up the matching bag that was put aside in one hand, he stood there gracefully, staring straight in the eyes: "If the arrogant guy in your mouth hears what you said, I'm afraid your store will have to reopen again. Do a 'decoration'."

Ling Qinghan's smile made her eyelids twitch fiercely.

The guy Mo Ziyan got angry and jealous last time because of his words, and turned his shop into a street stall the next day.

It's not that he sent someone to smash his shop to pieces, but just moved all the things in his shop and put them in one place, no matter if it was a big object like furniture or something the size of a grain of rice. Pretty little beads arranged in general colors.

The most terrible thing is not these, but this person, who was so good just now, has extremely serious obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Also, he doesn't like other people touching his things.

As you can imagine, it took him nearly half a month to re-open the store by himself.

(End of this chapter)