Ye Shao's second wife

Chapter 468 It's Better To Die
Han Qing frowned, watching that petite figure quickly disappear from his sight, before he had time to react.

Xiaoyan quickly ran upstairs and hid in her room, her heart beating violently.

what happened?Han Qing actually walked towards her, and if she was not mistaken, he should be staring at her lips.

Could it be... is he trying to get her to pay for her sudden kiss on him that day?
Thinking of this, Xiaoyan quickly stretched out her hand to cover her chest, "What kind of dance is it? Is it so disappointing?"

After thinking about it, she regretted it a little bit. Why did she run when Han Qing took the initiative to approach her just now?With such a great opportunity, she should take the opportunity to tease him again, right?
For example, sneak attack and kiss him again?
good idea!
But... she actually wasted such a great opportunity.

Woooooo... Xiaoyan covered her cheeks and burst into tears.

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Hospital
When Han Muzi arrived at the hospital with the thermos, it was already more than an hour later.

When she entered the ward, Ye Moshen's original black eyes flashed with joy, but it was quickly replaced by black color. He sat there with a gloomy face, and did not greet her.

Han Muzi didn't bother to talk to him, and directly put the thermos bucket on the table, and then opened the lid.

As soon as the lid was opened, the aroma of the food inside wafted out, and soon filled the entire ward.

Ye Moshen waited here for a long time, and when he received her call, he rushed over without even eating, and now his stomach is already empty, so when he smelled the aroma of food, his stomach seemed to follow Get restless.

He frowned slightly, this woman...

Thinking of this, his throat moved, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Han Muzi put the porridge into a bowl, and in consideration of the inconvenience of his injury, he specially brought the food to him.

"Eat."

Ye Moshen didn't answer, and stared at her displeasedly.

Han Muzi raised her eyebrows: "What? Are you not hungry?"

"You said let me wait for you for an hour."

"Yes." Han Muzi nodded: "Is there any question?"

Ye Moshen remained silent, staring at her closely, and after a while he spoke in a complaining tone.

"You're a full three and ten minutes late."

Han Muzi: "...So what? You stopped eating because I was late?" After speaking, Han Muzi shook the bowl in his hand at him.

Ye Moshen: "Coax me."

Han Muzi: "?"

Ye Moshen: "I am a patient."

"..." Han Muzi resisted the urge to blow his dog's head off, and a sneer appeared on his red lips: "Are you serious?"

"Yeah." Ye Moshen nodded, then sat forward, her breath blending with hers: "If you don't coax me, I won't eat it. If I don't eat it, the wound will probably heal very badly. It's your fault Injury. The doctor said that it will leave a scar in the future."

Han Muzi glanced at him, is this person deliberately taking advantage of his own wound?

Obviously yes.

"And I have to undergo repair surgery, you have the heart to let me not eat?"

Hearing this, Han Mu sneered, and then put the bowl in his hand on the table next to him, making a crisp sound.

"Whether I like to eat or not, it's not me who starved to death anyway."

After she finished speaking, she got up and walked to the side of the thermos, packed her things and covered them, then she paused, looking at Ye Moshen from the corner of her eyes, the bastard actually lay back on the bed, his back There are still injuries!
Thinking of this, Han Muzi's expression changed instantly, and he turned around and rushed back.

"What are you doing? Don't you know you have a back injury? Are you still lying down?"

Ye Mo lay there deeply, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

"No one cares about me anyway, it's better to die."

What's the matter with this child's tone?Han Muzi was a little stunned, and finally realized one thing, that is, Ye Moshen's temperament has really changed, and he is now in a sloppy mode when dealing with himself.

He was completely unaware that he was the president of Ye Shi, and he didn't care about his image at all.

How could there be such a person?
Although Han Muzi was very angry, but thinking of the shocking injuries in her memory, she was helpless.

Ye Moshen was really seriously injured, he was injured by sulfuric acid, don't think about the skin on his back in the future, it will definitely leave scars.And as an ordinary person, he would have fallen down long ago with such injuries, but he still used these wounds to be true to himself, wanting to stay with him.

Forget it, let's wait until he recovers from his injury.

Finally, Han Muzi closed her eyes, trying to suppress other emotions in her heart, and finally opened her eyes and picked up the bowl on the table, "I beg you, Ye Moshen, get up and eat something, your body Most importantly, if your life is gone, you will have nothing.”

She began to babble about him like an old woman.

Ye Moshen's face changed slightly, and he looked at her.

"Are you teasing me?"

She nodded naturally: "Isn't it?"

Ye Mo Shen raised the corners of his pale lips slightly: "No, I still don't want to eat."

Han Muzi really lost her temper, "Then what do you want?"

Ye Moshen raised his hand and pointed to the corner of his lips, the meaning was obvious.When Han Muzi saw it, his pupils shrank.

The shameless bastard.

"Impossible. I can coax you to eat, but there is nothing else, Ye Mo Shen, if you don't want to eat, then I will throw away all the porridge I made by myself, and then call Xiao Su to come over. You let him take care of you, as for your injury, I will bear all the medical expenses." After speaking, Han Muzi took out his mobile phone, as if he wanted to call Xiao Su.

In the next second, Ye Moshen suddenly sat up from the bed, and his movements were so fast that Han Muzi jumped.

Before she could react, Ye Moshen grabbed the wrist holding the phone.

"You said just now that you made those things yourself?" The rest of Ye Moshen didn't care, this was what he cared about.

Han Muzi saw him sitting up suddenly, such a violent movement would definitely hurt his wound, so he even forgot to make a phone call, and went directly to his back to see his injury, but Ye Moshen still He gripped her wrist tightly.

"answer me!"

"Yes, I made them all with my own hands, so do you want to eat them or not?"

"Eat." Ye Moshen stared at her, and stretched out his hands towards her: "I made a mistake just now, I will eat now."

Han Muzi: "..."

She brought the bowl in front of him, "Eat it quickly, it will get cold after a while."

"Oh." Ye Moshen nodded obediently, then held the bowl and lowered his head to eat the porridge she made by herself. After taking a sip, he frowned in disgust: "Why is it so light?"

"Otherwise? Are you hurt like this? Shall I give you a feast of gourmet food?"

Ye Moshen: "..."

Seeing her cold eyes, Ye Moshen's mouth twitched: "No, this is pretty good."

(End of this chapter)