The wealthy wife: the black-bellied husband is so charming

Chapter 259 Don't Leave Me

"It's okay!" Jun Qingcheng said lightly, but went to hold Ye Weiliang's hand tightly, "Go and call Uncle Feng!"

"But the president's illness—"

"Yes!"

The bodyguard went down, and after a while, Uncle Feng appeared in the room, looking at Ye Weiliang on the bed, his old face was full of distress, "Master, you are looking for me!"

"Uncle Feng, tell me to go down... bury George... in the tomb next to Ye Weiliang's mother." Jun Qingcheng picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from Ye Weiliang's forehead, "All love and hate, It's all gone."

"Master, have you figured it out?"

"A person dies like a lamp goes out. He is already dead, and she doesn't hate him anymore." Jun Qingcheng waved his hand, "You go and do it."

Then Uncle Feng left the room, under the faint candlelight, Ye Weiliang slept peacefully, his face was as transparent as moonlight.

Jun Qingcheng looked at Ye Weiliang's delicate face, he stretched out his hand to gently hold her hand, and then gently caressed her abdomen with the other hand, there was a faint joy that penetrated bit by bit. Go inside.

It was the quiet joy of owning the most beautiful and beloved thing in the world.

Just for a moment, he suddenly thought of Ye Weiliang's broken eyes, and the sadness hidden deep in his eyes. After George died, she might not be able to forgive him in this life. She might not be able to forgive him in her heart. Would think he sent someone to kill George.

"Wei Liang, if I say no, will you believe me?" In an instant, it seemed that some inexplicable feeling strangled Jun Qingcheng's heart in an instant. For some reason, that feeling was not fire, but scalding. Burning the body is not ice, but it is so cold to the bone.

"Mr. Qiao...don't go..."

Ye Weiliang murmured softly, but her body became colder and colder, so cold that there was no warmth at all. Jun Qingcheng sat in front of the bed and held her hand tightly in the warm palm, it was still bitingly cold... …

Her tears and sweat wet the white pillow cover. In her dream, she seemed to see a lot of blood, a lot of blood, which was as beautiful and bright red as the other side flowers blooming on the road to hell.

"Wei Liang, it's okay, it's all a dream, everything's okay...it's okay..."

Why is he clearly angry with her, but when he sees her like this, his heart becomes so confused that it becomes numb?He even forgot that she abandoned him at the shareholders' meeting. At this moment, he only wanted her to be well, and hoped to see her beautiful and clean face.

Ye Weiliang was still lying there quietly, motionless, with a peaceful golden light on his quiet face, jet-black hair hanging on both sides of his cheeks, bead-sized beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, his haggard face seemed to be touched lightly. , it will be broken.

In the dream, she wanted to catch George's figure as hard as she could, but she couldn't catch it. George's figure was missing from her fingers like air.

"Mr. Qiao...don't leave me...Mr. Qiao..."

Listening to her words, Jun Qingcheng exerted a little force on her fingers, her finger bones turned white, and her lips were pale. She was just a woman on the bed, but she didn't notice it.

The night wind was suddenly cold, and the lonely night sky was only dotted with a few indifferent stars, which was bleak and lonely.

Sitting beside the white bed, Jun Qingcheng shrank her body, Jun's face was haggard and deeply tired.

"Hmm..." Ye Weiliang murmured softly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her brows were furrowed.

PS: Jiang Hu has not been at home for the past two days, so the update has been discontinued, sorry
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