Luxury family honey darling

The afternoon sun was a little dazzling. After reviewing important documents, Yi Wanjun twisted her stiff neck and got up to move her muscles and bones.

These two days of overload operation, so that she is already in poor health, she is also somewhat reluctant.

With the knock on the door, Yi Wanjun stopped stretching, looked at the door, said the word "enter", then walked back to her desk and sat down.

Secretary Huang came in with a document.

He stopped at his desk, habitually raised his hand, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "president, this is the acquisition plan of DK technology. If you have no problem, we can carry out an all-round acquisition of DK next Monday."

Yi Wanjun nodded slightly, took over the acquisition plan submitted by Secretary Huang, and looked at it carefully.

After confirming that there was no problem, she picked up her pen and signed her name on it.

After returning the signed document to Secretary Huang, Yi Wanjun turns around and takes her coat. She simply explains to Secretary Huang, then goes out of the office, takes the elevator out of the company, and directly asks the driver Liao Wei to drive to the hospital.

After arriving at the hospital, uncle Lin, who was guarding the hospital, immediately told Yi Wanjun about her sudden high fever during her absence.

Hearing uncle Lin say that Yinian had taken medicine and her high fever had gone away, she had put a lot of heart down.

Yi Wanjun walked lightly to Yi Nian's ward, sat on the edge of the hospital bed, raised her hand and probed Yi Nian's forehead. Fortunately, the fever has gone away.

"Madam, go and have a rest. I'm here for the young lady and the young master." Uncle Lin said with concern, looking at Yi Wanjun's ugly face.

"It's all right. I'm still talking about me. You're so old and you're still tossing around with us. It's really difficult for you, uncle Lin."

Yi Wanjun looks at Uncle Lin's old face. The years are unforgiving. The tall and straight man in the past is now an old man with green silk and snow.

"Oh, no, uncle Lin is still young, ha ha..." the old uncle Lin smiled with humor.

"OK, OK, you all have a rest. There are doctors and nurses here." suddenly, a low magnetic voice came into the ward.

Yi Wanjun and uncle Lin were pleasantly surprised. They looked along the voice.

"Hong Yuan, you're back."

"Sir is back."

Yi Wanjun stood in front of the dusty Shen Hongyuan. Although she had just disappeared for three days, she felt as if she had been separated by a century.

She was as strong as her, and her eyes were red when she saw Shen Hongyuan.

Uncle Lin quietly withdrew from the ward and left the space for them.

Shen Hongyuan hugged Yi Wanjun into his arms and said softly, "it's okay. I'm back."

No matter how strong a woman is, she looks forward to having a shoulder to carry her vulnerability. Yi Wanjun lies in Shen Hongyuan's arms and seems to have found a place to hang her heart. She feels at ease for a while.

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When Yinian woke up, the sun outside the window had tilted to the west, and she felt a little dizzy. She remembered that she should be in front of Shen Zhizhuo's hospital bed. How could she sleep in her own ward?

Yi Nian slowly propped up in doubt. Seeing that there was no mother and uncle Lin in the ward, she couldn't help shaking her heart. She thought, what happened to Shen Zhihuo? Did they all run to him?

Thinking of this, Yinian hurriedly got up and got out of bed, regardless of the back of his hand holding the hanging needle. However, because he got up too hard and his feet just hit the ground, he felt a burst of dizziness. He was dark and almost fell down. Fortunately, one hand supported the edge of the bed in time.

Just then, as soon as Shen Hongyuan and Yi Wanjun, who were pushing the dining car, entered the ward, they saw Yi Nian standing half by the bed with bare feet, holding his forehead, and his face was pale.

"Xiao Nian, what's the matter with you? Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Yi Wanjun quickly walks up to Yi Nian, reaches out to hold her, sticks her cheek to Yi Nian's forehead, no longer has a fever, and her hanging heart is slightly relieved.

Yi Nian looked up at Yi Wanjun against dizziness, shook his head, flashed anxiously at the bottom of his eyes, and asked nervously, "Mom, where did you go just now? What happened to Shen Zhijiao?"

When Yi Nian said this, Yi Wanjun shook her head and smiled, "Zhijiao is very good. You have just had dinner and rest, so you should eat well now. Just after the high fever has subsided, don't move around, okay?"

Shen Hongyuan pushed the dining car and came over. He saw a small bag bulging from the pinhole on the back of Yi Nian's hand holding the bed. His eyebrows wrinkled. He hurried forward a few steps to turn off the still ticking potion, raised his hand and rang the call bell at the head of the bed to call the nurse.

Yi Nian noticed Shen Hongyuan, who hadn't seen him for three days. I don't know why. When she saw him at this time, she was a little guilty. She didn't dare to look directly into Shen Hongyuan's eyes like a child who did something wrong. Nuo called, "Dad."

Shen Hongyuan naturally saw her careful thinking and couldn't help laughing. The little girl was afraid that he would blame her for burning it, but he didn't point it out. He took action to show that he didn't mean to blame except for loving them.

With a deep and mellow voice and a spoiled smile, "look, we're hungry. We don't have the confidence to talk. Eat quickly. It's light, delicious and nutritious. It's all your favorite taste."

With the help of Yi Wanjun, Yi Nian sat back on the hospital bed and the nurse replaced her with a new hanging needle.

Because the high fever had just passed, Yinian had no appetite, but simply ate a little and lay down.

In fact, she wanted to see Shen Zhijiao after dinner, but her mother said he had gone to bed, so she angrily closed her eyes and went to bed.

Seeing that both Yinian and Shen Zhizhuo are stable, Yi Wanjun and Shen Hongyuan begin to discuss the Haishi International Trade Zone event in the lounge.

"I have a feeling that the trade zone project is not so simple this time."

Shen Hongyuan was talking. He looked thoughtfully at the various materials about the Haicheng International Trade Zone incident in his hand, and his tone was a little determined.

Hearing the speech, Yi Wanjun sipped the hot tea in her hand, then held the tea cup in both hands, rubbed the smooth cup body with green fingers, and looked at Shen Hongyuan nearby.

"It's not easy. Haven't you investigated everything?"

Shen Hongyuan smiled and shook his head. Then he put down his data and looked up at Yi Wanjun. His tone was shrewd, "the source of those materials is not simple."

With that, Shen Hongyuan took out one of the materials and handed it to Yi Wanjun.

Yi Wanjun puts the cup in her hand on the tea table in front of her, then raises her hand to take over the material and look through it.

The information shows that it is a manufacturer of building raw materials. At last, Yi Wanjun seems to understand what Shen Hongyuan means by not being simple.

PS: sorry for the late update. The small black house was locked too many words before it came out.

It seems that things are getting more and more complicated. Hey hey, don't stop collecting and recommending. Keep rolling to the codeword. I'm diligent. Don't praise me. I'll be proud, 2333333