Prince Charming,Look at Me

He was very angry, but he had nothing to do with her.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The sudden knock interrupted his deep thinking. Murong Hao gathered his face and looked at the door faintly.

Annie came in with the thermos bucket in her arms, smiling like a sister.

"I thought you were as serious as the report said. I was worried."

She glared at muronghao and put the heat preservation bucket on the round table at the door, taking out all the dishes.

"At that time, the situation was really not very good." Murong Hao replied perfunctorily, just staring at Annie's back, dark as an abyss.

"Sister, didn't you go to see ye Xianglin? She got in the way of me. I heard she was still lying in the intensive care unit. "

Annie's action stopped for two seconds, then continued the previous action, as if the hesitation had never happened.

"Xianglin, that child, has a heart for you."

She said gently, but her eyes were fixed on the spoon in her hands, which was terrifying.

They talked a few more words. Annie arranged the meal and made an excuse to see ye Xianglin out of the ward.

Watching her close the door, Murong Hao's mouth gradually pursed into a straight line.

Ye Xianglin is still in a coma, and the operation sound of the instrument can be clearly heard in the sterile ward.

Annie pursed her lips and looked at the girl through the big glass. Her brow was very wrinkled.

It's just that no matter how angry she is now, she still loves Ye Xianglin.

I could have known it all at once, but now it's better to compensate two people at once.

Anne's fingers curled up, clenched into fists, and her eyes fixed on the bed were very complicated.

After a long time, the slow instrument made a rapid sound after she left. The fingers of the people on the bed trembled slightly, and their eyes were tumbling inside their eyelids.

Before the night came, Murong Hao learned from the doctor that ye Xianglin was sober, and his indifferent expression was still as calm as water.

Miller in the finished account of the content, also rushed to the hospital.

The man on the bed quietly looked at the foreign original in his hand. When he came in, he just nodded.

"Hao Hao, the doctor said you could be discharged in a few days."

Miller wiped the sweat from his head, and his face was full of smile.

In recent days, because of the news that he was hospitalized, he was besieged by the fan group for no less than five or six times. He had all kinds of experiences, even if not, he could imagine how depressed he was.

Now that Zhengzhu is safe, he just wants to express his ecstasy with a smile.

"Well, book a ticket to Huibin."

The man on the bed idly turned the pages of the book and said to him.

Miller looked at him with tears in his eyes. He thought he would say he didn't want to go back to the show business!

Hearing the sniffle, Murong Hao closed the book in his hand and glanced at Miller.

"Go home and cry!"

Since Murong Hao wakes up, he knows that Murong Feng is separated from him by two wards, but he hasn't visited him once.

But even so, he would ask the doctor to tell him his father's health every day.

It's not that he doesn't care, it's just that he's still angry about Jiang Li.

If it wasn't for her father's last move, how could Jiang Li leave her completely?

"Your son, your father is also for you. Even though Jiang Li is very good in your eyes, she has nothing to do with our family"

Ji ningyun knows that her son is stubborn, and it will only be counterproductive to persuade her to go on. She sighs helplessly, puts the things she brought aside and leaves the ward.

It's not a family. If you don't go through one door, he is as stubborn as his Laozi!

At the moment, in a small town in Provence, Jiang Li is painting a picture in front of her body.

The picture is old, with yellow marks on the edge, but her eyes are not slighted. She thinks about every stroke for a moment and then writes, as if she is thinking about something.

And all this, just because of the new homework that jack arranged for her two days ago.

Choose one thing you like to copy, and give her a week.

Painting needs not only talent and effort, but also understanding.

Jack went to the city, pulling reluctant David, these days to see them both early and late, also don't know what busy.

When she is alone, it's easy for her mind to wander. After a long time in a trance, Jiang Li suddenly finds that she is not in the right state and hastily pulls her mind back.

The old photo shows a family of four. It looks very warm.

The only photo of her family in Jiang Li's hand is the one she has never been willing to tear off.

The girl in the photo is timid, just like her silent appearance.

Jiang Li holds up the brush and continues her previous thinking, so that the canvas can be extended.

The reason why she forgets to eat and sleep in painting is just to prevent herself from having time to grieve, but the pain is always with her. Even if Jiang Li doesn't want to do it, the cracks in her heart are not so easy to sew up.Since she left with Jack, she cut off all the news about everyone, so in the face of all kinds of men's side, she did not know, but also deliberately escaped.

Joe, whom I ran into a few days ago, is like a dream. Now when I wake up, I should forget it.

Murong Hao's every move is like a star in the sky. Even if he just talks to others, he will be heard.

As a result, when he was discharged from hospital and returned to Binshi, the news about his retirement spread. It was obviously groundless, but it was true.

If put in the past, Murong Hao will certainly blow hair to Miller to deal with, but this time he saw such a report is a smile.

That's right.

Murong Zun's detention was finally brought to an end because of his powerful lawyer team, and now he goes back to the company first, preparing his next plan.

However, he never thought that Murong Hao would suddenly kill him. The first thing he did when he returned to Binshi was not to go home, but to go directly to the company and kick open his own agency office.

"Muronghao, you are too presumptuous!" When there was an agent, Murong Hao was always under pressure, so manager Wang, who flattered him, naturally became a bit hard tempered and began to accuse him impolitely.

Murong followed the evil spirit to hook the lower lip, "you go down first."

He opened his mouth indifferently. His posture was not like the man who came out of the police station just now.

Manager Wang answered dogleg, then gave Miller a wink when he quit, and forced him to drag out.

No one in the way, two men of the same surname sit and stand, imposing.

"Don't come here to feel uncomfortable."

After a long silence, Murong Zun broke the silence.

Listening to each other's sarcastic remarks, Murong Hao chuckled, as if with irony.

"You are the only one who is uncomfortable when I come here?"

The corners of his mouth brimmed with smile, Murong Hao said softly.

Now that the prelude has been drawn, it would be too cowardly for him to say nothing.

Murong pursed his lips and looked coldly at the man in front of him. He lost his leisure attitude.

"Are you declaring war on me?"

Murong Hao light smile, "don't say so solemn, after all, you even let me declare war are not qualified."

He said, throwing a document on the table, "the relationship between us is over. From now on, everything in the company has nothing to do with me."

When he first entered the entertainment industry, it was only on a whim, but with Jiang Li's departure, he gradually understood what was the most important.

It's not a great achievement, and it's not the trophies. It's someone who accompanies you when you make great efforts.

This time, he will completely rely on himself to save the person who makes him miss the most.

"The company's contract clearly stipulates that if you want to terminate the contract, you have to pay a high amount of compensation, even you are no exception."

Murong indifferently pointed to the rules and regulations behind him, but there was obvious irony in his indifference eyes.

If it comes out, the Murong family is bound to have an impact.

My son quarreled with my company.

It's the funniest thing I've heard in recent days.

"Do you really think I care? You can sign it or not. I'm only here to inform you. "

"One more thing I forgot to say." He looked at Murong Zun deeply, with a deep voice that could not be ignored. "What I owe you has long been paid off. Now it's time for me to find you to calculate the interest."

He caught a glimpse of Murong Zun's obvious stiff expression and enlarged smile at the corner of his mouth. Then he straightened up, opened the office door and went out.

The appearance of a meteor in stride, without the slightest hesitation and stagnation.

Out of the company's door is a complete break with the previous dandy life.

On the contrary, Murong Hao felt a sense of lightness in his heart. He put aside Miller, who wanted to follow him, and drove his car to the middle of the road alone.

Before he knew it was getting dark, he had to turn the car around and go back to the villa.

He took the steering wheel and drove slowly into his garden. He looked at the housekeeper coming out of the door. For a moment, he seemed to see the voice of some crazy woman.

The brakes of the sports car suddenly cut through the sky. He smashed against the window because of inertia, but his eyes were staring at the door for a long time.

"Young master! Are you all right, young master? "

The housekeeper's urgent cry was close to his ears. Murong Hao recovered, put away his nostalgia and regained his indifference.

"Get ready to shower."

The cold voice seemed to be stained with the coldness of metal in the night, and people trembled when they heard it.

Housekeeper worried step three, back to command, the man got out of the car, but the drooping eyes cover the surging emotion inside.

After taking a deep breath, Murong Hao regained his former calm and became the elegant man again.

The more he thought about it, the more painful his head was. Fortunately, Murong Hao let himself sink in the bathtub and use hot water to wake him up.In the hall downstairs, ah Qing mumbled for a long time and went to the housekeeper, "housekeeper Li, Jiang Li, she..."

"The young master finally came back to rest. Don't mention her any more. Don't you think it's chaotic enough?"

Housekeeper Li glared at her. Seeing her drooping her head, he waved to her, "come on, go and be busy. The young master should not have used the dinner yet. Please let the chef prepare it."

Half an hour later, Murong Hao took a bath. His cheeks were flushed with the heat, and his skin seemed to be broken.

Coming out of the bathroom, the slender figure of the man changed into a silk nightgown, leaned on the bed, put one hand in front of his forehead, and put his long legs on the side of the bed at will. He didn't know what to think.

"Young master, housekeeper Li asked us to prepare some supper. Would you like to try it?"

Ah Qing gently knocked on the door of the man's room, his voice was soft and light, but he was very nervous.

Even if she is an old employee, she still can't adapt to this kind of condensation atmosphere.

Without Jiang Li and Miss Lin's villa, it's cold and frightening.

"Well, bring it in."

The man answered indifferently, and then she dared to move her sour arm, carrying the tray and walking respectfully.

Muronghao didn't care what the maid did. His indifferent eyes seemed to be focused, but in fact they were confused.

Ah Qing fiddled with the bottles and cans. As soon as he looked back, he saw that his young master was in a trance. He was very nervous.

Jiang Li's words stopped in her mouth. She opened her mouth. Suddenly she thought of the housekeeper's warning and hesitated to take it back.

Her heart activity Murong Hao nature is not clear, see the maid did not go out for a long time, his patience also disappeared.

"Anything else?"

He asked impatiently, slightly wringing his eyebrows and feeling unhappy.

"No, no, no!"

Ah Qing was frightened and quickly replied, then trotted to the door with an empty tray.

Eyes see to the door, Murong Hao also closed his eyes, ah Qing bite teeth and fold back.

"Young master, do you know that Jiang Li has been to the villa?"

She said it in a low voice, with obvious timidity.