After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

During song Bo's recovery, Lu Yao would visit him from time to time. He didn't say anything on the surface. In fact, the most important thing was that he was afraid of thinking more. Sure enough, the man didn't live for a few days and quarreled to be discharged from the hospital. Dayi lingran said that the company couldn't live without him.

Lu Yao pushed him back to the hospital bed with one hand and told him lightly: "the earth can turn without anyone."

This could not help but make song Bo depressed. He lay there sickly, his eyes full of fear and anxiety, "sister Yao, you shouldn't find someone to change me?"

Lu Yao looked at him and smiled.

When she opened the thermos box she brought, a strong smell immediately spread. Song Bo couldn't help glancing at it and swallowed in silence.

Lu Yao took out a bowl of crucian carp soup and handed it to him with a spoon. "My mother cooked it and specially asked me to bring it to you. If I change you, how can I afford these soup?"

Song Bo opened his mouth and stared at Lu Yao's face.

At the bottom of his heart, he had many words to say, but they rolled to his throat and were swallowed back by him. Then he smiled happily and pursed his mouth to eat the soup.

As soon as the hot soup entered his throat, before he could say anything, he heard a steady voice burst in at the door of the ward. Subconsciously, he looked up and looked at it. The expression on his face was so frozen.

"What are you doing here?" Lu Yao put down the bowl and spoon and turned to Shao Yunchen.

Shao Yunchen stood at the door of the ward, with a light smile on his face, "there's something wrong."

He then walked to the hospital bed with steps. He didn't look at Song Bo much. Instead, he stared at the bowl of soup at the head of the bed. "I haven't had the soup made by my aunt for a long time."

Lu Yao was dumb, but song Bo was like a great enemy, as if he was afraid that Shao Yunchen would rob him. He stared at him directly, but politely said, "president Shao, do you want a bowl?"

"This is specially boiled to make up for your body. Don't want to leave a drop." Shao Yunchen's eyes sank. Before he spoke, Lu Yao stubbornly cut off the conversation.

Song Bo didn't speak, but his heart was inexplicably happy. His eyes bent silently and stared at Shao Yunchen's gradually dark eyes. Don't mention how happy he was at the bottom of his heart.

Shao Yunchen glanced coldly at the man on the hospital bed. It seemed that he had penetrated his mind and slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid Qi, "I also want to make up."

"For what?" Lu Yao was a little stunned. He didn't react to his meaning, so he saw that he didn't look clear.

The next second, the man leaned over, his eyes fell on her face, and repeated solemnly and coldly: "Lu Yao, I want to make it up, too."

Lu Yao noticed something and withdrew her body. At the same time, she motioned to song Bo on the hospital bed, "you have a rest first, and I'll see you tomorrow."

Then he pulled Shao Yunchen's sleeve and dragged the man outside the ward.

He loosened his hand in the deep corridor and stared at him warily: "Why are you here again? Don't you say you won't come to Nancheng this time?"

She thought that Shao Yunchen was not the kind of person who was desperate for the overall situation.

Sure enough, when the man saw that she was worried, he soon chuckled and approached her slightly, "it's not very troublesome to use a little extraordinary means to solve this matter."

"What means?" Lu Yao opened her eyes.

Shao Yunchen collected his eyes and seemed to have no desire to answer.

Lu Yao didn't ask anything. Her eyes tightened and reminded: "even so, it's not necessary to try not to come to me. Shang Rui or song ran, I don't want any of them to focus on Anyan and Anxi."

Shao Yunchen thought a little, his face dimmed, but he denied: "who said I came to you?"

"What are you doing here?" She raised her eyes and was attracted by his soft eyes. She resisted the throbbing question at the bottom of her heart: "do you want to tell me that you came to see a doctor?"

As soon as her voice fell, a figure appeared at the corner of the corridor. Lin Shui took the patient list in his hand, showing an unclear anxious look, "president Shao, it's time to change the dressing."

Shao Yunchen's sight lightly swept over and took it back. Leng Buding fell on Lu Yao. In his mouth, he responded to Lin Shui: "I know."

After saying that, he raised his feet and walked in the direction of Lin Shui. With his back to Shanglu Yao, he began to have a clear smile at the bottom of his eyes. He deliberately slowed down his pace and waited for the sound of high-heeled shoes behind him.

"Shao Yunchen, where are you hurt?" Sure enough, Lu Yao struggled at the bottom of her heart, but she still followed up.

From Lin Shui's point of view, we can see that the president's mouth is pursed with an uncontrollable smile. However, the pace is not flustered. Although it is not as fast as before, it doesn't mean to stop at all.

Until Lu Yao caught up and grabbed Shao Yunchen's arm, "what's the matter?"

Trying to understand the situation, he didn't pay attention to the strength in his hand. When he wanted to check, he found that the man's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled and his mouth was silently pumping air-conditioning.

Lu Yao understood, suddenly released her hand and stared at the seemingly normal arm.

When I rolled up his cuffs, I saw the gauze wrapped from the wrist to the elbow, and it was also stained with trace of blood, which made people feel distressed.

"What's the matter?" Lu Yao held his arm carefully. Her heart was in a mess. She couldn't tell what emotion it was.

"Nothing." Shao Yunchen withdrew his hand slightly and unheard, "it's just a skin injury."

After thinking about it, he hooked his lips and smiled, "although it's a skin injury, it should also be repaired, isn't it?"

Lu Yao was speechless for a moment and didn't respond. The man had started again and walked in the established direction.

While Shao Yunchen was dealing with the wound, Lu Yao and Lin Shui were waiting outside the door. She hugged her chest and leaned against the wall, as if thinking about something. Lin Shui stood nearby and glanced at it for several times, wondering if she should say something.

"How did he get hurt?" Lu Yao took the lead in speaking. Not surprisingly, she got a silent response from the man, and then smiled, "is it what he doesn't want to say?"

Lin Shui was noncommittal. He didn't make the reason very clear, but he left a sentence that hit Lu Yao hard.

"Everything president Shao does is for you, Miss Lu."

He glanced at the door, his eyes cold, "as soon as the matter over there is solved, he will come to see you nonstop. Mr. Shao can hide everything well, but he cares about Miss Lu. It's hard for him to hide it with all his efforts, so sometimes he doesn't do well. I hope you don't blame him. "

Lu Yao listened quietly and let those words lock her heart like shackles and whip her again and again.

"I see." After a long silence, she responded faintly, then turned her head and looked at the man. Her eyes were full of desolation and coolness.

She smiled pale and asked, "in your opinion, am I a burden to Shao Yunchen?"

Lin Shui thought and finally shook his head.

He said: "without Miss Lu's president Shao, it is incomplete."