Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

Han Jingshu left. Nangong Cheng didn't call Lu Bei's mobile phone, but she turned it off.

When Han Jingshu got on the plane, she was still unwilling to look into the distance.

Unfortunately, there is no figure of Lu Bei.

She won't miss this man for the rest of her life.

End, complete end.

The plane took off and crossed the sky.

Lu Bei looked up at the plane getting smaller and smaller until he couldn't see it. The melancholy in his eyes shrouded his heart.

She left and took his heart.

"Lu Bei, what do you think of me?" The woman asked angrily.

"You posted it upside down. You have no right to ask about me." The indifference in Lu Bei's eyes made the woman pale.

"I love you."

"I don't love you. If you can accept it, go on, if you can't accept it, go away." Lu Bei left completely without even looking back.

The woman clutched her skirt fiercely, and the hatred in her eyes could not be more obvious.

Leave, impossible.

Han Jingshu, you all broke up. He still loves you. What's good about you

When Lu Bei returned to the hospital, he returned to the ward first.

"How are you today? Are you feeling sick?" Lu Bei was wearing a white coat with a quiet face.

"Much better, thank you."

"That's good. Tell me something."

"OK."

Lu Bei left.

Nangong Cheng always feels strange. He always feels that Lu Bei's eyes are strange and terrible.

"Sister Li, how long have you been in this business?" Nangong Cheng left before she could ask Han Jingshu. She looked at the woman in her 40s. She was kind-hearted and looked good.

The woman smiled.

"I'm Miss Han's personal dietitian. I'll take care of you this time. Just tell me what you need."

Private dietitian?

All right!

Nangong Cheng nodded.

"Please."

"You're welcome. I'll get you some rice."

Nangong Cheng could only lie down. He was uncomfortable and irritable.

Really, you can't die even if you die. Live. You're so tired.

The mobile phone was quiet like hell. No phone came in, not even a message from Ji Liangchuan.

I don't know why. At this time, Ji Liangchuan's face flashed most in her mind.

"Miss Nan, it's dinner." Sister Li's voice sounded overhead, which pulled her back.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome..."

After dinner, Nangong Cheng took his cell phone and looked at the news. He went to sleep.

After Lu Bei came in and observed, he explained to Sister Li and left.

Buzzing

Ji Liangchuan's call came in, and Nangong Cheng's mobile phone was muted. He didn't hear it at all.

Not answering the phone again?

Ji Liangchuan's nose was getting angry. He vowed never to call her again in the future.

Habitual faults.

Ji Liangchuan rested angrily.

The first thing Han Jingshu did when she got home was to settle accounts with nangongsen.

Six in the morning.

Ding Dong

Han Jingshu pressed the doorbell hard.

Nangongsen's dream was awakened. Naturally, he was unhappy. After touching his mobile phone, Han Jingshu called in several times.

Is she back?

That means Nangong orange is back.

Nangongsen opened the door in his home clothes, and a fierce woman stood at the door.

How angry?

"Nangongsen, you tell me honestly that Lu Bei broke up with me for no reason. Did you do anything in the middle?" Han Jingshu stared at the sleepy man in front of her.

Anger prevailed over reason.