Love is like melting

Chapter 80 The Rescue Comes 1
Hearing the sound, Ji Yerong quickly opened his eyes. First, he glanced at Lian Mo. He hadn't woken up yet, so he quickly got up and walked to the door.

"They're about to start." Shi Huan bit her lip, her expression serious.

Ji Yerong's expression was calm, as if he had expected this to happen a long time ago. He walked to the next room, opened the window and saw a group of dark people approaching the building, and there was a black car parked on the side of the road not far away. Who is sitting there, she knows it without even thinking about it.

Shihuan standing behind her said: "Captain, we will send you out of here immediately!"

Ji Yerong's thin body was straight, and his voice was firm: "Shihuan, I'm not a deserter."

The soldier ghost is here, Lian Mo is still here, how could she escape alone, Ji Yerong will not be a general who leaves his subordinates behind.

"But--"

Before Shi Huan finished speaking, Yan Xi who was standing at the door interrupted her and said, "Ye Rong, Your Excellency woke up and is looking for you."

Ji Yerong turned around and walked to the next door without hesitation, ignoring Shihuan's worried voice.

Seeing her walk in, Lian Mo's pale outlines finally relaxed a little, and his voice was much stronger than in the morning, "Why are you running around again? Bullying me, I can't get out of bed now, I can only hold back my thirst, right?"

Ji Yerong knew that he wanted to drink water, so he went to the table and poured a glass of warm water, plugged it into a straw and gave it to him: "I'm afraid it will affect your rest, it's next door."

Lian Mo knew that she wasn't telling the truth, so he didn't expose her. His eyes were focused on the straw of the cup, and his eyebrows frowned, "You think I'm a child?"

"It's so convenient."

Lian Mo turned his head to the other side, resolutely refusing to drink water like this, which would affect his noble image of the president too much.

Ji Yerong was speechless for a few seconds, then reluctantly removed the straw and threw it into the trash can, fetched a spoon, and slowly fed him water with the spoon.

Unexpectedly, Lian Mo still turned his head, with a displeased expression on his face, "I'm not disabled."

Ji Yerong: "..."

I really haven't seen a more difficult injury than him, but he was shot, but he didn't die. Where did so many bad habits come from.

The water glass was placed heavily on the table, and he endured it without drinking.

When Lian Mo heard the movement, he turned to look at her calm and plain face, knowing that her EQ was pitifully low, how could he expect her to be enlightened?

Ji Yerong was silent for a moment, then took the cup again, "I killed your son, don't you hate me?" Ji Yerong asked in a clear voice with his arms raised.

Lian Mo's eagle eyes tightened suddenly, and he cursed in his heart: Ayu, you are so cruel.He opened his mouth and bit the spoon angrily, as if he wanted to vent all his emotions on the spoon and bite it off.

Ji Yerong withdrew her hand, and brought the spoon to him again, and she asked again: "Lian Zhan, is it really your and Liu Ruolan's child?"

A hint of impatience flashed between Lian Mo's brows, and he remained silent again without answering her question, opened his mouth to drink water,
Ji Yerong didn't ask any more questions, and Lian Mo didn't make trouble anymore, and finished drinking a glass of water in a proper manner.

When she put down the empty glass, Song Yao and Cheng Mu appeared at the door at the same time. The two looked solemn and left with a tight outline.

"Your Excellency—" Cheng Mu walked in first, his eyes swept over Ji Yerong worriedly, and met Lian Mo's, and said concisely: "Mrs. Yun has acted, and Mrs. Jing is downstairs to persuade, but it may not last long."

Lian Mo's expression was calm, unbelievably calm, and he asked lightly, "Where is Murongzhuang?"

"I was placed under house arrest by Mrs. Yun in Yuner Manor."

Lian Mo raised his eyebrows, he guessed that Murong Zhuang had pampered Yun Yingluo all his life, even now.

"Your Excellency, this battle cannot be started!" Cheng Mu's words were solemn and extremely serious.

The president's mother is going to start a war against the president in the presidential palace. If it gets out, what will others think of the presidential palace and the president!

"I need you to remind me?" Lian Mo looked at him contemptuously, his sword eyebrows were slightly lowered, it's not that the rescuers haven't arrived yet.

Cheng Mu didn't speak any more, and his eyes subconsciously locked on Ji Yerong. In fact, all the problems now were on Ji Yerong.

Ji Yerong couldn't see what Cheng Mu was thinking, got up without saying a word, and walked to the door of the ward.

Lian Mo's face darkened calmly, "Stop."

Ji Yerong stopped and looked back at him, calm as ever: "I caused the trouble, I will face it myself."

"Oh..." Lian Mo sneered, and his voice was cold, "Do you think I'm dead?"

Ji Yerong's brows twitched slightly, but before he could understand what he meant, his assertive voice sounded again: "Even if you poke a hole in the sky, as long as I don't die, it's not your turn to face it. Be good. , just sit by the side in a daze, there is nothing you need to worry about."

After the "Good" voice, the voice was obviously much gentler.

There was a slight ripple in Ji Ye's melting heart lake. His implication was that no matter how many troubles she caused, he would fully bear it.

Even if she killed Lian Zhan? !

Cheng Mu, who was regarded as the background wall of human flesh, admires your strength and aura at the moment, but——

Your Excellency, now is not the time to be handsome and show off your prestige, is it?

The room fell into a dead silence. Ji Yerong was sitting on the sofa, and Cheng Mu was standing at the window watching the situation downstairs. His face was getting worse and worse. Only Lian Mo was calm and calm.

The summer is scorching hot, and there is a heat wave in the wind. The atmosphere is tense, and everyone's nerves are tense. It seems that in the next second, the peaceful presidential palace will become a battlefield full of guns and bullets.

When Lian Jing received the news, he rushed over and tried to persuade Yun Yingluo, "Mother, why are you doing this? Zhan'er was not killed by Ye Rong, she was also framed by others!"

"Shut up!" Yun Yingluo said sternly, and shot at Lian Jing with lingering eyes, "If you still remember my kindness to you in nurturing you, call me mother, and stop talking for that woman! You Forgot, how did your brother Liancheng die, and how did you forget Zhan'er? I don't care if she was designed or not, Zhan'er was killed by her own hands, there is no doubt about it, I will definitely If you want her to be buried with Zhan'er, as for who is behind the scenes, I will find out and I will never forgive you!"

"Mother—" Lian Jing hesitated to speak.

Yun Yingluo didn't even look at her again, and told Mu Fan, "Don't do anything, what are you waiting for?"

Mu Fan turned around and bowed respectfully, "Yes, Mrs. Yun."

When Mu Fan was about to convey instructions to his subordinates, suddenly a car galloped towards the direction where Mu Fan was standing, and he stood there without moving, his eyes gloomy.

The car came at a high speed and stopped when it was 1 millimeter away from him.

The driver got out of the car and opened the door. The people who got out of the car made Yun Yingluo frown involuntarily.

Huo Yuan's dark eyes glanced at Mu Fan without a trace, and walked straight to Yun Yingluo's car, "Mrs. Yun."

"Why is Mr. Huo here?" Yun Yingluo sat in the car and looked up at Huo Yuan who was standing outside the car, with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

"Sister Xi asked me to protect someone who is kind to her." Huo Yuan's voice-over was very straightforward, he came to protect Ji Yerong.

Yun Yingluo frowned, her voice was cold and oppressive, "Mr. Huo had better not interfere with the affairs of our presidential palace."

A smile appeared on Huo Yuan's thin lips, and he said lightly, "Of course I won't interfere with the affairs of the President's Palace, but I have to do what Ximei asked me to do. As far as I know, she is not the president now. People in the presidential palace, so taking care of her is not meddling in the affairs of the presidential palace."

"Huo Yuan!" Yun Yingluo couldn't help scolding in a cold voice, and got out of the car directly.

Today she is dressed in solemn black, with a snow-colored burial flower pinned to her chest. There is only light makeup on her vicissitudes of life, which can't cover the marks left on her face by the years, let alone her grief and resentment.

Huo Yuan met her angry eyes without changing his face, and treated them indifferently.

The two confronted each other instantly.

Lian Jing on the side did not expect that Huo Yuan would appear suddenly, let alone that he would come out to help Ji Yerong. At this moment, he was confronting his mother. it is good.

Otherwise it will only make the scene more chaotic.

Standing at the window, Cheng Mu saw Huo Yuan coming and seemed to be confronting Mrs. Yun, he couldn't help being surprised, "Why is he here?"

Hearing this, Ji Yerong quickly got up and walked to the window. Seeing that Huo Yuan immediately understood what was going on, a complicated look crossed his heroic brows.

Although they didn't say who it was, Lian Mo, who was lying on the hospital bed, seemed to have already guessed that he would definitely come. After Ji Yerong and Cheng Mu had their own thoughts, Lian Mo was thinking, the wound has been hurting for so long, Ah Was Yu like this before?
"Is there Huo Yimo's phone number?" Ji Yerong asked Cheng Mu.

"I don't have it now, but I will have it later." Cheng Mu replied like this.

He doesn't have Huo Yimo's phone number, but Li Yangyu does. Just give Li Yangyu a call.

Cheng Mu wanted to get the number, dialed it and handed the phone to Ji Yerong. The connection was not long there, and Ji Yerong's voice tightened: "You don't have to do this."

Not knowing what Huo Yimo on the other end of the phone said, Ji Yerong was in a daze for a few seconds, remained silent for a long time, and only said two words: "Thank you" and cut off the phone.

Returning the phone to Cheng Mu, he looked up at Lian Mo, "You guessed that she would ask Huo Yuan for help."

Lian Mo stared at her with warm eyes, and said casually: "Huo Yuan is cruel, but he raised a good sister who knows how to repay her kindness!"

If he hadn't conducted a thorough investigation, how would he have dared to let Huo Yimo get close to A Yu.

Huo Yuan has loved this younger sister to the bone all these years, and Huo Yimo is innocent and kind. A Yu saved her, so she must repay her kindness.

After what happened yesterday, she knew that Mrs. Yun would not let A Yu go, so how could she ignore it.

Ji Yerong was a little complicated in her heart. After all, she deliberately pushed Huo Yimo into the target of public criticism yesterday. She didn't expect that instead of being angry, she asked Huo Yuan to help her.

If you change yourself, you may not be able to do it.

On the phone, Huo Yimo's nasal voice was slightly heavy, and she was afraid that she was sick. She said in a hoarse voice: "You saved my life, and I will never forget this no matter what. If you don't want me to write your autobiography to repay you, then please My brother helped you once, which is my thanks to you, and I believe that you don't really want to kill the crown prince."

Ji Yerong really didn't know where Huo Yimo's pure persistence and belief came from. Was it just because he had saved her?
The atmosphere downstairs is still tense, and the sense of oppression makes people dare not even take a big breath.

When Huo Yuan entered the presidential palace, although he could bring guards with him, he could not bring any guns, but a dozen or so people were enough to form a formation and block Yun Yingluo and Mu Fan.

"Get out of the way!" Yun Yingluo said in an orderly tone.

Huo Yuan Yushu stood there facing the wind, unmoved, as stable as Mount Tai.

Yun Yingluo frowned, and just wanted Mufan to do it, when suddenly there was the sound of huge propellers spinning at high speed above the presidential palace, and the huge wind blew the surrounding branches down.

Everyone's eyes naturally raised their heads to look upwards. Who is so bold that they can fly the helicopter above the presidential palace.

(End of this chapter)