Dear wife: please be gentle, president

He suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly. He sat there, his head buried at her waist. He was half her height. He did not say anything. He would never do anything but would never say anything. However, fu qing was clearly shocked by his sudden action. She could feel that in the darkness, he was emitting a terrifying fear.

One of the signs that a woman tends to mature is to have an increasingly objective position on the nature of the male body.

When a girl was a little girl, her father was her closest male. At this moment, the word' man' represented strength in her world view, and this power was almost indestructible.

As she grows older, she will gradually discover that' men' are not made entirely of strength, and he has weakness, fear, hesitation, and inability.

Especially a man like ye yimo.

His early exposure to society led to a tragedy of character: he had lost his instinct to reveal his true nature too early.

He was used to covering up and was good at disguising himself. He could easily get in and out of such a bloody situation. The price he paid was that he gradually did not believe in human nature. In particular, he did not believe in kindness. Perhaps the appearance of paying off gave him a glimmer of hope.

He needed a miracle to save him from the numbness of life and death.

Then he finally met, and it was his miracle to pay up.

She let him hug her without asking any further. She lowered her hand and stroked the back of his head, saying," I saw that you vomited so much that you almost vomited all the food in your stomach. I' ll cook some porridge for you. You can sleep after you eat, okay? "

He did not say anything but tightened his grip around her waist.

Fu qing paused and knew that the child was showing weakness. She patted his back and comforted him." I won' t leave. I' ll stay with you." Come, I'll make some porridge for you ..."

Ye yimo wasn' t willing to let go. He was a ruffian and knew that she treated him well, so he was always more unscrupulous in front of her than he was in front of others, so he simply stubbornly said," I won' t let go." "

Fu qing stared at him for a while and gave up.

There was something she didn' t know.

He met her at the worst moment of his life: street life, black market boxing, gang formation ... As a famous family, he lived a life that should be called a" degenerate." In fact, it wasn' t the kind of gene in his blood that could resist rebellion, and he wasn' t very interested in fighting and killing.

So it's not that he wants to fall, it's that he really doesn't know what to do. When one climbs the pinnacle of power and finds that he is not interested in it, then walks away (in what kind of pinnacle of power, fu qing will soon see, and in the most brutal and bloody way), it is easy for a person to lose the power of life under such ups and downs.

Sometimes, ye yimo himself doubted whether fu qing was willing to stay by his side because of his unique emotional aesthetic or because of his compassionate feelings. But she did stay and stayed until now.

With her stay, she became the only one in ye yimo's life.

His heart was empty all the time.

After their father died in a car accident, everyone was concerned about the management rights of the evernight group.although the ye family was not considered prosperous, the directors of the company, especially their mother, qu yan, were starting to stir. Ye yimo, who was still underage, was ostracized and occasionally recalled when qu yan needed to show her face as the young master of the ye family.

The mother who thought that she was helping her son seize power and help him lead a smoother life in the future was actually teaching him in the simplest and most effective way.

The supreme power, the value of being used by others ... After being pestered by these people day and night, ye yimo began to become silent and only spoke with his fists.

However, just because he didn' t say it didn' t mean that he didn' t.

He just didn't say anything.

Therefore, when fu qingqing left in the wrong place and held his joy and fear in a warm and beautiful and tolerant manner, like a soft and wordless moss silently seeping into his life, he had a vague realization that he had given his life along with his heart.

She didn' t ask him anything and didn' t say anything. She left him plenty of space and dignity. As he hugged her and silently confided in her fears, she stroked his back and said to him," it's all right, it's all going to be all right. "

"Xiao qing," he said to her with his eyes closed," I'm afraid I can't control my life even myself. I'm afraid I really can't afford your future ... Maybe I should have let go. "

When he said this, he knew that he had always been selfish towards her. He had spent so much suffering with her, just hoping that she would fill the void in his heart with some warmth.

"Ye yimo! Fu qing lowered her voice. She did not know what had happened, but it really hurt him to say that." I forbid you to say that. If you let go, maybe I am not in this world now! I'm telling you, whatever you're going through, whatever you're going through, I'm not leaving you! "

Ye yimo nodded, saying that she had been thinking too much lately. It's okay, it's okay ...

He had the ability to vent his emotions in ambiguous situations. Fu qing accompanied him for a whole night, and with the growing whiteness of the orient, she finally couldn' t hold it in anymore and fell into a deep sleep.

Night to mo night without sleep.

Sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, no one knew what he was thinking.

As the morning approached, ye yimo's phone vibrated and a text message came in. He picked it up and took a look. There were only a few numbers, and he had already exposed everything in front of him: the evernight group was divided, the qu family wanted to be in power, and old lady ye was unable to fight back. She hoped that you would be able to come forward.

He didn' t like to talk nonsense and was straightforward with uncle yan's style.

Yes, this was the situation that he was currently facing. The ye family needed him to come forward to rescue them. Uncle yan had always been loyal to his father, but now, even though he had spent a lot of effort on the yongye group, he still had no effect.

Ye yimo threw down the phone and closed his eyes to ponder for a quarter of an hour.

He suddenly lowered his head and kissed fu qing who was sleeping beside him." I' m tired of you, aren' t I?" "

She's really tired.

He didn't say anything, just said" can't control the life," this proposition is too big, and said so that fu qing was shocked last night on the spot.

After thinking about it for a while, fu qing came up with a clue. One was that under his strong request, ye yimo no longer went to the black market to fight, but in this way, he lost his financial source. With the low employment rate and the fact that she was too busy with her studies to earn money, was he worried that he couldn' t make a good future for himself? The other was that the current situation of the yongye group made him very worried. Even if he had always been indifferent, if the family really fell, he would not be spared.

Of course, pay off think the former proportion is larger. She had found a classmate who was studying economics two days ago to ask about it.the general meaning was that although the yongye group was at the peak of the storm, it was only because of the change in power within the group that caused it to never fail.

Therefore, fu qing had accompanied him all night and had also enlightened him all night. He had tried his best and was very careful to avoid hurting his pride. At the end of the conversation, ye yimo hugged her and smiled. She finally relaxed and did not know that ye yimo was amused by her kind actions. Ye yimo knew that he was courting death by playing with fire like this, but he had fallen too deep into it, and he did not want to save himself at all.

"Give me some time, I won't go far. "

He reached out his hand and brushed the scattered strands of hair on her forehead. He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, exposing his weakness in front of the girl. ..." You' re the only one who can hold me in this state. "