Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 388 It's Really Good (1)
You Jun!

He accidentally pressed the playback button of the camera, and an extremely familiar face jumped into his eyes.

Staring wide-eyed, staring blankly and disbelievingly at the woman on the screen, He Yilang's blood boiled all over his body.

I didn't know how long I watched like this, until my eyes were covered with a layer of fog, and I still didn't want to move half a minute.

"Sir, what's the matter with you?" A timid, slightly surprised female voice rang in my ear.

He Yilang raised his eyes, and when he saw the woman standing in front of him clearly, the excitement in his eyes turned into coldness.

The girl was probably taken aback by his sinister gaze, and stepped back, seeing that He Yilang was still looking at her with cold eyes, she couldn't help muttering: "If you don't want to help, you won't help, why do you act so viciously?" expression."

He Yilang ignored her muttering, and strode towards her, "Why do you have her picture?"

"You mean her?" The girl looked at the camera in his hand, "She was brought home by my sister after a rock climbing trip, but..."

"But what?" He Yilang asked anxiously.

"However, when my sister saw her, she was in a coma. She has been staying in the hospital for this period of time. She just woke up yesterday, but she doesn't remember anything." The girl pursed her mouth regretfully, "I want to say , My sister is really stupid, just send her to the hospital, and spend so much money to see a doctor for her."

He Yilang didn't listen to the second half of her sentence, but just the short first half of the sentence made the blood in He Yilang's whole body not only boiled, but completely burned.

He grabbed the girl's hand with eager eyes, "Where is she?"

"Who are you? I seem to have seen you somewhere." The host on the hospital bed stared at the man beside the bed with eyes full of tears.

"You Jun, I'm He Yilang, don't you really know me?" It's said that men don't cry easily, but at this moment, He Yilang's face is full of tears.

"You Jun?" Seeing the woman on the bed, she tilted her head and thought for a while, "Is my name really You Jun?"

He Yilang nodded, stretched out his hand, and brushed the broken hair on her shoulders for her, "Well, your name is You Jun." He turned around and said to the person standing behind him all the time: "Miss, Can I take a step to speak?"

This is a very fashionable girl, she smiled back at He Yilang, "Of course."

He Yilang turned around again, bent down to the ear of the woman who was sitting on the bed in a daze, trying to remember something, said something softly, got up and walked out of the ward.

Once outside the ward, before He Yilang could speak, the very stylishly dressed girl had already spoken first, "Your name is really He Yilang?"

He Yilang was stunned for a while, then nodded, "Of course I am."

The girl raised her thin eyebrows that were trimmed like willow leaves, looked him up and down again, and then opened the bag and took out an envelope and handed it to him, "I don't know anything, I just took some money from others. , did something for someone, that person said, everything you want to know is in it.”

He Yilang took the envelope, it didn't have any weight at all, and now it seemed to weigh a thousand catties, weighing on his heart, he was almost out of breath.

The girl's phone rang, and while she was answering it, she walked towards the other end of the corridor. Amidst a burst of laughter that was as crisp as silver bells, He Yilang mustered up the courage to open the envelope.

On the snow-white paper, there was only one line written, "I promise you to make you and You Jun happy. I hope you like this gift."

He Yilang shook his hand, and the snow-white A4 paper fell to the ground.

He didn't know how long he was stunned, but when he was about to bend down to pick it up, a clear and sweet voice came from above his head, "It seems that you really don't like my gift."

He Yilang maintained a half-squatting posture, and suddenly heard this voice, and seemed to want to stand up, but, as if thinking of something, he didn't dare to stand up all of a sudden.

Ye Chen was surprised by He Yilang's long time maintaining such a difficult posture, "He Yilang, aren't you tired?"

Before He Yilang could speak, Ling Mo had already answered, "Yes, He Yilang, are you tired?"

This playful and beating tone is exactly the Ling Mo that He Yilang is most familiar with.

After another pause, he slowly stood up, his half-squatting posture was a bit long, his legs seemed to be pricked by small needles, Ling Mo naturally wouldn't help him, Ye Chen instinctively wanted to help him , but was held back by Ling Mo.

"He's about to fall." Ye Chen whispered.

"Whatever he wants, anyway, even if he falls into a cripple, I won't help him take care of Youjun." The cold, emotionless words touched the heart of this man, and he gritted his teeth. Against the discomfort in the soles of his feet, he stood up steadily.

Ling Mo walked up to him and patted his shoulder, "He Yilang, good job."

He Yilang lowered his head again, not daring to look directly at Ling Mo, the corners of his mouth twitched, and after a long time, he finally said a word, "Brother Ling...I'm sorry..."

Ling Mo pretended not to hear He Yilang's apology, "Did she remember who you are?"

No matter how Ye Chen was not a member of their circle, he understood everything after hearing this.

Heh, in this world, there really is no one smarter than the man beside her.

He Yilang was worried about Youjun, or it was the kind of lost and found that made him want to stay by her side all the time, so he stayed in the corridor for a while, then walked towards the ward.

Ling Mo took Ye Chen's hand, "Let's go take a look too."

Ye Chen raised his head and looked at him, "Before going to see him, should you tell me something you've been hiding from me?"

Ling Mo smiled lightly, his dark stone-like eyes contained a hint of affection, "Silly girl, the matter is over, you still have to know."

Ye Chen didn't know what was wrong with him, so he suddenly raised his hand, moved towards his neck, looked straight into the man's eyes, and said in a soft voice as if dripping water, "I'm just curious, I just want to know , just tell me."

It was the first time Ling Mo saw such a charming and charming Ye Chen, and couldn't help but feel distracted.

(End of this chapter)