Vengeful Angel：Looper's lover

"Quick, help ah Yu into the car and have a rest."

Mr. Cheng thinks that it may be because he is tired from work. Just let Zheng Zeyu have a rest. He will be fine soon. But Emily didn't think that was the case. She always felt that something was wrong. She should let Zheng Zeyu go to the hospital to have a check.

"Mr. Cheng, is that right..." Emily was just about to go on when Mr. Cheng interrupted.

"Are you the boss or am I the boss? Who do you listen to?" Mr. Cheng was very angry, as if his authority had been interrupted. He was a bit arrogant and put the identity of a boss on the table. Obviously, he used his power to suppress others. This is not a leader who convinces others by reason at all.

"Emily."

Zheng Zeyu, who was tormented by pain, knew that Emily shouldn't talk back and should not disobey the boss. So he pulled Emily's sleeves and hinted that she should not talk any more. He had just contradicted the boss.

What kind of person is Mr. Cheng? Zheng Zeyu has cooperated with him for so many years, and he will never forget. What's Mr. Cheng's temper and what's his taboo? Zheng Zeyu knows all about it, but Emily bumps into the muzzle of the gun. Zheng Zeyu feels that he has forgotten to teach Emily. This is also Zheng Zeyu's dereliction of duty.

Emily doesn't speak any more. After all, she doesn't want to make trouble for Zheng Zeyu. In this short time, although she is Zheng Zeyu's assistant, Zheng Zeyu is actually very good at taking care of people. Most of the time, Zheng Zeyu is talking about herself. Emily comes back from abroad and doesn't adapt to the domestic life. Being an assistant is just a fad, However, in the communication with Zheng Zeyu, it seems that he has gradually adapted to such a job. He walks around and wanders on the land of his motherland. He seems to be used to it, but in the communication with people, he always has the character of a ghost girl and is careless, not a schemer.

After a short rest, Zheng Zeyu reluctantly gets up and wants to get out of the nanny car. After all, it's his own job. Zheng Zeyu doesn't want to delay all his time because of his own problems. He seems to stick to it if he can, and it will be over soon.

However, reality does not allow it. As soon as Zheng Zeyu stood up, his head became dizzy, as if his eyes could not see him, as if the sky was dark. Zheng Zeyu understood that this time, he had to rest. In any case, he could not insist on it any more.

"Ah Yu. Ah Yu. "Ah Yu."

Cheng's eager voice lingers in Zheng Zeyu's ear. He understands that Mr. Cheng is not a ruthless person, and he only works for the maximum benefit. Over the years, Mr. Cheng has taken good care of Zheng Zeyu, which outsiders can't know. Those little details are all bit by bit, but Zheng Zeyu always remembers them, What outsiders see is Mr. Cheng's ruthlessness and monetarism, but in his heart, no one can easily guess.

"Brother woo, brother woo."

Emily was shouting, too. It's the same concern. Most of the time, the expression is different. Some are unrestrained and some are introverted, but the starting point is the same. Maybe the process is different, but most of the time, it's enough to express.

"Get in touch with Dr. Yao."

Mr. Cheng is indeed a leading fan. Although he is very anxious, he is still calm. He understands that everyone can mess up, but he can't do it. He must be calm. This can't make everyone mess up. Dr. Yao is Zheng Zeyu's personal doctor. Of course, the artists can't go to the hospital as soon as they are sick. The reporter paparazzi immediately goes back to the hospital to wait for information. There is no privacy at all.

"All right."

Emily immediately found her mobile phone and dialed Dr. Yao's phone number. When she got through, Dr. Yao knew the situation and promised to come as soon as possible.

"Emily, you're here to take care of ah Yu. I'll talk to the developer about it."

With that, Mr. Cheng left the nanny car. There was no way out. Mr. Cheng would not give up Zheng Zeyu's health for the sake of his immediate interests. After all, the concert in the future is the only way to make money. This activity is just to make money casually.

Doctor Yao arrived soon, which gave Zheng Zeyu a simple examination.

"I told him to have a rest when his old illness recurred. Why didn't he listen? Now it's serious again. "

Dr. Yao's position as a doctor, of course, is that he doesn't want Zheng Zeyu to work so hard. After all, his health matters. Maybe everyone's position is different.

When Zheng Zeyu woke up, she was already at home. On the back of her hand, she was hung with a drip. The transparent liquid dripped down slowly, like an hourglass. Bit by bit, as time went by, Emily was lying on her head, as if she was asleep. Zheng Zeyu suddenly realized that he seemed to be so guilty. When he fell down, Mr. Cheng would have a loss, and Emily would have to worry. He really seemed to be always making trouble for others.

"Brother Yu, are you awake?" Emily suddenly woke up, as if she was very happy. Seeing Zheng Zeyu wake up, her heart was relieved.

"Well, I'm fine."

Zheng Zeyu really doesn't want Emily to worry. This little girl is still playing around, but she has to worry about her own affairs. It's really hard for her.

"Well, Dr. Yao said that if you have cholecystitis attack, you should have a good rest and avoid eating. Don't eat anything."

Emily's like a babysitter. She can't stop talking.

"I'll get you a glass of water. You see your lips are dry. By the way, Mr. Cheng has done everything for the developers. You don't have to worry about it. "

Emily didn't forget to comfort Zheng Zeyu before she left. However, Zheng Zeyu knows how much effort Mr. Cheng has to spend. At this moment, Zheng Zeyu feels that he has failed to live up to Mr. Cheng's cultivation. Mr. Cheng is Zheng Zeyu's bole. He brought Zheng Zeyu into the business at that time. For so many years, Zheng Zeyu has not changed his agent. Mr. Cheng takes care of everything, Almost Zheng Zeyu just needs to concentrate on his music.

Thinking about his concert, Zheng Zeyu really doesn't want to postpone it. It's better that everything can be done according to the original schedule.

Since Lin Minjia agreed to watch the concert together, Wu Qingluo was in a very good mood. She just came back from her hometown with her aunt. Wu Qingluo felt like she could relax a little, so she just went to her hometown. In fact, it's not far away. Wu Qingluo's hometown is near Nanze, which is a small town with small bridges and flowing water.

When Wu Qingluo came home, her parents hadn't seen her for a long time. She was very surprised and happy that she came home suddenly. These dishes made Wu Qingluo feel that the treatment was too good.

"Baby, how long have you not been home?"

My mother was so excited that she was about to burst into tears, as if she could not imagine it at all.

It's also Wu Qingluo's fault. After graduating from University, it seems that he has never been back home. He is always busy outside. It seems that he can never go home without doing something.

"Mom, I miss you so much. I miss you so much. I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you? How are you and dad? I'm so unfilial. I haven't come back to see you for so many years. I'm really too busy. The company has been working overtime, so I can't leave. I'll come back to see you this time. Look, I'll bring you something delicious. "

Wu Qingluo, who had been holding her mother tightly, walked away and broke away from her mother's arms. It seemed that she was going to come to those places. Wu Qingluo took out a lot of dried abalone and ginseng tripe from her bag. It seemed that she took a lot of dried abalone and ginseng tripe out of her bag, just like the businessman selling abalone and ginseng tripe. She wanted to do some business in this area.

"Honey, let mom have a good look at you. You see, I haven't seen you in recent years. I don't know you any more."

Wu Qingluo's mother still thinks that she wants to see how much Wu Qingluo can eat. She has no interest at all. Her father is still busy in the kitchen. It seems that the father's love is always so deep that it doesn't come directly from her mother's love.

The family's attention always depends on how their children are, not on these external things. Maybe what parents need is that the child often goes home to have a look, and they are already satisfied. These material things are far less than spiritual satisfaction. Wu Ma also means that, maybe because she lives in a small town, So this quiet life is very suitable.

Small bridge, flowing water, green stone road, it seems that such a tranquility can not be destroyed in a big city. Grey walls, green tiles, green moss and stone tablets, which cross a stone bridge, is a lane. Wu Qingluo likes this feeling very much. It is like a long time and a little bit of precipitation.

In the evening, I had a good time with my parents. When I didn't get together like this for many years, or when I went back to college, my father would always cook some dishes that Wu Qingluo liked to eat. The minced eggplant is one of them. It's sweet and delicious. Maybe people in this small town eat sweet food. The warm Jiangnan people always like to eat something sweet, This dessert is also indispensable, but spicy is rarely tried.

"Honey, Jiajia didn't come back with you."

For Lin Minjia, in fact, the whole Wu family regards him as their son-in-law to be. It seems that Wu Qingluo didn't take Lin Minjia home. It's really a blunder. Mother Wu felt that it was a pity not to see Lin Minjia.

"Minjia's company is very busy and has no time to come here. I will bring him back to meet you during the new year."

Wu Qingluo said this, in fact, his heart has no confidence, after all, this is no one can say.

"How are you getting ready for your marriage? When will it be, my dear? Don't forget to inform mom and dad when you've made the decision, so that we can inform our relatives and friends. "

Wu's father and mother are very nervous about Wu Qingluo's marriage. Since they all regard Lin Minjia as a family, it's natural that they can't pull down the task of getting a marriage license and getting a banquet. It's better to finish what can be done as soon as possible. It's just like doing a task. What can be done, don't delay any more.

"Mom, we'll make arrangements for the wedding. When it comes to the banquet, there will be an invitation. It will be given to you in advance. You don't have to worry. Minjia and I will worry about these things. Look, I've grown up. You can't worry about everything from small to big. What else? When you are old, you can enjoy yourself. Really, when you have time and free time, you two can always go out to play. But the air here is so good that it's really suitable for you. "

Wu Qingluo has always felt that she really doesn't want her father and mother to worry about her own affairs. If she worries about it, she is really getting old fast.

"Good, good, good. We don't have to worry about it. You two are fine. That's fine. "

Parents see Wu Qingluo grow up, suddenly happy to open arms, as if the whole people are at ease, there is always a kind of want to burst into tears.

Looking at such parents, Wu Qingluo's heart was full of sour feeling, as if he could not resist the huge feeling of moving, as if he suddenly felt a lot of emotion. This meal had a kind of choking feeling, which made Wu Qingluo want to cry, It's just like trying to show one's emotions. This illusion is actually a kind of emotional catharsis, which has been suppressed for too long.

After dinner, Wu Qingluo helped her mother to do the dishes together. Suddenly, she remembered that when she was a child in the summer vacation, she would rush to do the dishes for her mother. At that time, it was just a naughty trick. It seemed to be a game, like squeezed one or two drops of white water into the clear water, so that the clear water could turn into a basin full of bubbles. The bowls were neatly placed on one side, and then the bubbles were picked up with a spatula and put in the middle of the dirty bowl. Like the peddler on the side of the road, he started his business. He was very happy. He played this game over and over again, as if he would never forget or get tired of it. The whole summer passed like this, I also washed the dishes for the whole summer vacation. When I think of myself at that time, Wu Qingluo really wants to smile secretly. I'm really embarrassed. Perhaps this is childhood, this is the memory, when I think of it, it is so understated, just like a smile, a lot of things, are submerged in such a smile.

Childhood memory, is such a warm, as if to remove those crying, the rest is a smile.