Chapter 101

Ye Qingxin walked over, "Mom, after a while, Boyuan will come over..."

Zhou Qiaoqiao turned her head and stared at Ye Qingxin for a few seconds. "Just in time, if you don't say something, I'll tell him for you."

Ye Qingxin

An hour later, it's less than nine.

The door of the ward is knocked, and the nurse is just about to get up. Ye Qingxin runs to open the door first.

Outside.

Jing Boyuan is wearing a Midnight Blue Plaid suit, white shirt and silver tie. The deep color complements his mature and steady temperament. All the buttons of the suit are fastened tightly, serious and meticulous. He is full of deep and self-confidence. He is a successful business man.

Behind him was a man in formal dress.

Ye Qingxin's eyes fell on jingboyuan and said with a smile, "you are coming."

Immediately, his eyes fell on his ankle, and his eyebrows slightly frowned, "your feet..."

Jing Boyuan said nothing and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheek.

Ye Qingxin rubbed his cheek with both hands and stepped out of the way. "Come in and sit down."

Zhou Qiaoqiao looked out of the window and didn't hear the voice of the door. She just didn't know if it was an illusion. She felt that after the man came in, the air in the room suddenly changed. The air was heavy and uncomfortable.

Jing Boyuan didn't mind her deliberate cold treatment. She went to the bedside to say hello. Her voice showed the respect of the younger generation to the elder, "Hello, I'm Jing Boyuan."

Elegant and polite.

In contrast, Zhou Qiao Qiao appears a little arrogant.

Zhou Qiaoqiao clearly felt the other party's strong aura, like a mountain, pressing on people's back. Suddenly she thought of what the strange woman said in the afternoon. Jingboyuan founded Bowei group from scratch, with an annual net income of 200 billion yuan.

She tightened her fingers, trying to resist the impulse to turn back.

Although she has never set foot in business, she also knows that no man who has made great achievements in business can easily see through people's hearts and hold your weakness in a few words, and then lead you by the nose.

Ye Qingxin looks at Zhou Qiaoqiao's eyebrows and indifferent eyes. The light of his eyes falls on Jing Boyuan's feet, purses his lower lip, and says: "Mom, Boyuan's feet are injured, so we can't stand for too long..."

Zhou Qiaoqiao

Seeing that she was unmoved, ye Qingxin stepped forward and held jingboyuan: "come and sit down."

Zhou Qiaoqiao hummed coldly, "I'm going to catch up with my son before I get married!"

Ye Qingxin grabs jingboyuan's hand and slightly tightens it. His face turns white.

Jingboyuan looked down, grasped his arm's small hand tightly, raised his hand and patted, "I'll talk to Aunt alone."

Ye Qingxin hesitates for fear that his mother will say something hard to listen to.

Jingboyuan's voice was low: "don't worry."

Ye Qingxin leads the nurse to go out with his backhand.

The door closed and the room fell into a brief silence.

Jing Boyuan went to the sofa and sat down. The injured leg of his ankle overlapped on the other leg at will, and his strong body leaned back slightly on the back of the sofa. It was elegant and dignified, as if everything was under his control.

For a moment, he spoke in a deep and mellow voice, "Mrs. ye, I haven't seen you for 14 years. You are quite different from 14 years ago."

Zhou Qiaoqiao was stunned.

Turning her head, the moment she saw jingboyuan's face, her expression changed slightly.

Suddenly I think of the thunder and lightning night 14 years ago, six-year-old Ye Qingxin suddenly suffered from abdominal pain, nausea and vomiting, accompanied by high fever. At that time, ye Jundong often didn't go home. She was distressed and worried. She took Ye Qingxin to the hospital, because it was late at night, and there were no pedestrians on the road, let alone cars.

She didn't know how many times she had fallen down. The road to the hospital was endless, and Ye Qing in her arms was convulsed with heartache. Just when she was desperate and helpless, a car came in front of her and she didn't care. She rushed to stop the car and knelt down to ask the owner to save her daughter.

The person on the bus got off with an umbrella. She looked up and saw a young and beautiful face through the hazy rain curtain with her headlight.

Zhou Qiaoqiao still remembers that person's eyes, dark and without waves.

For example, at this moment in front of that pair of eyes, just a long time, to that pair of eyes, add a bit profound.

After a long time, Zhou Qiaoqiao opened her mouth and changed her attitude. She was a little grateful and surprised: "it's you."

Jing Boyuan said with a smile, "you still remember."

"Of course, I remember that you are the life-saving benefactor of your heart. In those years, your heart suffered from acute appendicitis. If you hadn't kindly sent us to the hospital, your heart would have been gone."

Jing Boyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, a bit harsh and questioning in his seriousness. "I also remember how you knelt down in the rain and begged me to save your daughter that night, but after 14 years, some things seem to have changed."

Zhou Qiaoqiao's face changed again, a little ugly.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

She doesn't love her heart, but... She loves her small country more

The atmosphere in the ward dropped to freezing point.

For a moment, Zhou Qiaoqiao said, "did you recognize Xinxin long ago?"

Jing Boyuan did not deny it.

Zhou Qiaoqiao did not understand: "the heart is so much smaller than you, you have such a big gap, you are not a person of the world at all, and you are not a few years younger than me. In terms of seniority, she should call you uncle. How can you... Like a child?"

Smell speech, Jing Bo Yuan facial expression has not the slightest change, Mou Guang is still calm, let a person guess his mind.

"Some things can't be controlled by human beings, such as people's heart, don't you think?"

The tone of voice is gentle, but it is this kind of gentle that makes people tremble.

Zhou Qiao was embarrassed to be seen through.

He pointed out that she was partial.

"You forced your heart to leave me, but you were afraid that your son would lose reliance in the future. I have an agreement here. If you feel satisfied, you can sign it." Jingboyuan's voice is not in any mood. As soon as the words are finished, the assistant standing behind him immediately hands over a folder to Zhou Qiaoqiao.

Zhou Qiao Qiao didn't understand what he meant, but under the gaze of his calm eyes, she couldn't help being obedient.

Open the folder, which is easy to understand in black and white.

The more Zhou Qiao looked, the more shocked she was.

"You... You..." she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

Jing Boyuan, with a steady smile on his lips, said, "are you still satisfied?"

Zhou Qiaoqiao has nothing to say.

Ye Qingxin and the nurse stand by the rich tree at the end of the corridor.

Although Ye Qingxin has no expression on her face, the eyes that look at room 1043 from time to time betray her anxiety and uneasiness at the moment.

The nurse gently comforted, "your boyfriend is so good, I'm sure he can take care of your mother."

Although she didn't know what happened, she could guess what Zhou Qiao's attitude towards jingboyuan was at first.

Ye Qingxin smiles.

The nurse said, "I really envy you. Your boyfriend is a successful man, handsome and rich. Most importantly, he is very attractive. If I grow up like you, I will find such a uncle to be my boyfriend. Alas... My girlish heart..."

Ye Qingxin

About half an hour later.

The door of the ward opened. The assistant came out first and waited at the door. Then Jing Boyuan came out. Unexpectedly, Zhou Qiaoqiao also came out. Her attitude was quite different from before.

"Heart, come here." She beckoned to Ye.

Ye Qingxin walks over.

"Send Bo Yuan." Zhou Qiao ordered.

Ye Qingxin looked at the gentleness and smile on Zhou Qiaoqiao's face, feeling very confused.

Mother's attitude is a little bit different before and after this.

See her dull, Zhou Qiao Qiao pushed her, "go, Leng do what."

Until the elevator down to the first floor, out of the inpatient building, outside a cool night wind blowing, ye Qingxin just from that kind of muddled state to ease.

She looked up at the man who was much higher than herself. "Did you give my mother some ecstasy?"

Jing Boyuan was amused by her witty words. He raised his hand and rubbed the top of her hair. His deep eyes were soft, but he didn't explain.

It was nearly ten o'clock at this time, and there were few people in the hospital who came to the hospital.

The assistant left first with great insight, and ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan walked side by side.

Through the corridor between the emergency building and the outpatient building, there was no light and it was dark.

Ye Qingxin suddenly feels a hand falling on her waist, and seems to rub it gently.

All of a sudden, all the questions in her head disappeared, and all the feelings were concentrated under the palm of her hand. The ambiguous feeling really made it difficult for her to deal with it calmly.

Backhand wanted to push away the disordered palm, but Jing Boyuan took her hand and pulled her into his arms with a little effort.

Ye Qingxin hasn't reacted yet, so his chin is stirred up and the kiss with the smell of tobacco falls down.

Mature man's hormone secretion is exuberant, which makes Ye Qingxin dizzy.

Jing Boyuan didn't go deep. Her thin lips were just rolling on her lips. Her deep voice overflowed from her lips. "Do you miss me today?"

Ye Qingxin slightly side head, eye pupil from the end of the eye to see jingboyuan, from this point of view, the eye light dyed flattery, captivating, "every moment I want to --"

Voice did not fall, cool tongue suddenly came in.

Jing Boyuan takes Ye Qingxin back a few steps and holds her against the wall.

The cold and hard wall makes Ye Qingxin cringe. He immediately hooks his neck and responds warmly.

"Well, in public, it's indecent." Two people kiss forget me, did not pay attention to corridor side come in two people.

"You're in charge of people. Hurry up Another voice came.

Fortunately, the corridor is so dark that you can't see people's faces clearly.

Taking the special elevator back to the ward, ye Qingxin stares at himself in the mirror. His lips are red and swollen, and his eyes are like silk. It seems that he has been dyed in spring. He can't help but be stunned.

Back to the ward, push open the door, ye Qingxin see Zhou Qiaoqiao hurriedly put something under the pillow, she stopped, immediately look as usual to shout: "Mom."

Zhou Qiao Qiao smile some stiff, way: "time is late, you wash to sleep."

Ye Qingxin stared into his mother's eyes for a moment, "what did Bo Yuan tell you before?"

Zhou Qiaoqiao's eyes dodged a little. "Nothing. After seeing him, my mother thought he was a good man. You cherish him."

Ye Qingxin was stunned.

Not because the mother suddenly agreed to himself and jingboyuan together and joy, the heart of doubt more Sheng.

What on earth did they talk about? Boyuan didn't mention it, and his mother kept it a secret.

"Ma..." she wanted to ask again.

Zhou Qiaoqiao interrupted her, "heart, he is a good man... Well, go to wash and sleep."

Ye Qingxin

The next day, ye Qingxin calls Dou Wei'er to ask for a leave for her.

At nine o'clock, several authoritative experts who met with ashes yesterday came again.

Zhou Qiaoqiao is very cooperative.

After an examination, several experts discussed it in the office. They agreed that the cancer cells of Zhou Qiaoqiao had spread to the whole body, and the risk of surgery, radiotherapy and chemotherapy was high, so it was unnecessary. Therefore, conservative treatment was recommended to prolong the life of Zhou Qiaoqiao.

Well controlled, can be extended for a year and a half, but the patient has to bear great pain every day, especially in the late stage.

For this result, ye Qingxin can not accept, but Zhou Qiaoqiao quietly accepted.

Less than two days later, Zhou Qiaoqiao was discharged and returned to T city.

When ye Qingxin knows, she has already got on the train to G province via T city.

Looking at the empty ward, ye Qingxin's heart suddenly appears a touch of unspeakable sadness.

"Mom, why don't you tell me if you want to leave?"

Zhou Qiaoqiao's voice was very light, "I tell you, will you agree with me to go?"

Ye Qingxin is silent.

She won't agree.

Zhou Qiaoqiao said: "I've already been like this. Even if I'm in the capital, I'd better go home and spend the last period of my life quietly. You can study at ease and work hard. When I die, I'll give you the small country."

After a pause, without waiting for ye Qingxin to say anything, she said, "Xinxin, I'm sorry."

After hanging up, Zhou Qiao Qiao leaned against the window of the train. There was an empty wheat field outside. It was green and full of vitality.

I don't know how she came across the scene that she saw Ye Qingxin for the first time 17 years ago.

On the way to work that day, she saw a lot of people around the river. Out of curiosity, she came to see a three-year-old girl lying in the encirclement. She was all wet, eyes closed, pale and tied to a life buoy by a piece of cloth. She didn't move, as if she was not angry.

Even if the little girl is pretty and lovely, no one dares to lend a helping hand to save her. They are afraid that this rescue will become a burden. In those days, people in small cities generally preferred boys over girls, and girls are the existence of money losing goods.

Some people said: "this little girl is floating down from the upstream with the life buoy. I'm afraid that her adult has been killed above."

If not for the disaster, how could the child be tied to the life buoy and floated down the water?

Someone said, "if you don't call the police, if you delay, the baby will die."

Looking at it, Zhou Qiaoqiao suddenly remembered her one-and-a-half-year-old son, who was seriously ill two months ago and had a high fever for three days. After he got well, he became a bit sluggish. The doctor said that he was afraid of burning his brain.

You can't take care of your son all your life.

If a son has a sister

In this way, with selfishness, Zhou Qiao saved and adopted the little girl.

Ye Qingxin has been lovely since she was a child. She likes it from the bottom of her heart, but after all, people are partial. Xiaoguo is her own child.

Ye Qingxin collects her mobile phone and stands at the door of the ward for a long time. She calls song Jiu and asks her to pay more attention to Zhou Qiaoqiao during this period. If anything happens, she calls right away.

Song Jiu promised.

Once again put away the mobile phone, ye Qingxin slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid air against the door frame, ready to go back.

As soon as he turned around, several elderly grannies came, all dressed delicately, including Mrs. Yan.

As soon as Mrs. Yan saw her, her eyes flashed and she waved: "heart."

Ye Qingxin has a good feeling for this old woman.

She came forward and said, "grandma."

This sound of grandma, called Yan old lady a heart all melt, holding Ye Qingxin's hand, like not.

"When did you have your granddaughter?" someone joked? It's pretty. "

"My granddaughter is naturally beautiful," Yan said He turned his head and said to Ye Qingxin, "good boy, wait for me here. I'll go in and say hello to my old sister. There is no class this weekend. Grandma will take you shopping later."

Without waiting for ye Qingxin to say anything, Mrs. Yan just thought she agreed, and went into the 1047 ward with wind under her feet. She didn't look like a 70 or 80 year old grandmother at all.

Ye Qingxin waited for a while. As expected, Mrs. Yan came out quickly and took her directly to the most prosperous commercial street in Beijing.

Old lady Yan wants to buy clothes for her all the time. Ye Qingxin naturally can't accept it. She just says she doesn't like it.

night.

Mrs. Yan took Ye Qingxin to a local restaurant. It is located in a deep lane. It looks ordinary outside, with white walls and green tiles. Inside, there are caves, small bridges, flowing water, rockery and lotus pond. It is very charming.

The waiter said very skillfully, "old lady Yan, you haven't been here for a long time."

Old lady Yan was very happy. "Today, I'll take my granddaughter with me."

The waiter took a look at Ye Qingxin and said, "your granddaughter is so beautiful."

"Of course," said Mrs. Yan

Ye Qingxin

Into the box, just sit down, ye Qingxin mobile phone rings.

Jingboyuan asked her if she had time to have dinner together in the evening.

Ye Qingxin said that her mother left the hospital without permission, and said that she was with Mrs. Yan.

Jing Boyuan didn't say anything, only told her to go back early in the evening.

When Mrs. Yan just ordered, the box door was pushed open from the outside, and a 25-6-year-old woman came in, wearing a white shirt and A-line group, looking fashionable and elegant.

She looked at Ye Qingxin, then went to Mrs. Yan and sat down, with a coquettish tone: "I just heard the waiter say that grandma brought her granddaughter to dinner, and I told them that they were nonsense. I was there. When I was with grandma, I came to have a look. It's really grandma. This is the heart that grandma often talks about, isn't it?"

Said, she reached out to Ye Qingxin, smile generous decent, let people look very comfortable, "nice to meet you, my name is Gujiao, grandma's dry granddaughter."