Shen Shaojuai: I'm sorry I love you too much

After getting the answer he wanted, Jiang Qingyuan returned to the apartment as quickly as possible, and sat opposite Shen Fengming again, he suddenly felt a little sympathetic to him.

It turned out that this was the reason why he abandoned his wife and son, and transferred all his inheritance. He was about to die, but he still wanted to hide it from others.

Seeing his president stared at for a long time by a 1.9-meter boy with tearful eyes of sympathy, the corners of Ling Yu's eyes twitched, wishing he could punch him out.

"Ling Yu, go make a cup of tea!"

Shen Fengming was very calm, and sent Ling Yu to pour tea again. Before leaving, Ling Yu gave Jiang Qingyuan a warning look, and reluctantly went into the kitchen.

He signaled Jiang Qingyuan with his eyes that he had something to say.

Jiang Qingyuan said, "Why didn't you tell her?"

Shen Fengming was startled, raised his eyes to stare at Jiang Qingyuan, and waited for a few seconds before arriving: "I don't know, Mr. Jiang, what do you mean?"

"I already know everything," Jiang Qingyuan pointed to his head, and said, "You are sick here."

Shen Fengming remained silent, his eyes flickered for a few seconds, flashing a trace of self-deprecating emotion.

"Why don't you tell Ye Xingyi that seeing her so sad and pitiful, won't you soften your heart?"

Jiang Qingyuan hesitated for a moment, then continued to ask.

"It's better not to tell her."

Shen Fengming insisted on keeping Ye Xingyi a secret, staring at Jiang Qingyuan and said: "I also want to ask Mr. Jiang to keep it a secret for me, don't tell this matter."

"But she'll find out sooner or later."

Jiang Qingyuan felt that Ye Xingyi was very pitiful, and he also felt that Shen Fengming was very pitiful. Suddenly, he felt that the man and woman in front of him had suddenly turned into fateful mandarin ducks, which were even worse than TV dramas.

"Let's talk later."

Shen Fengming lowered his eyes, his expression was a little sad.

If she told Ye Xingyi at this time, maybe she would wash her face with tears every day, but even if she didn't tell Ye Xingyi, Ye Xingyi would still suffer every day.

Jiang Qingyuan thought for a while, but felt quite a dilemma. Since Shen Fengming insisted, there was nothing he could do.

Sighing, Jiang Qingyuan realized that this peacemaker was not good enough, he stood up, put his coat in his hand, looked down at the man, and said with a little sympathy: "No matter what, at least in the last few days , treat her well."

After Jiang Qingyuan left, Ye Xingyi stayed in the room and cried for half the night before falling asleep unconsciously.

The next day, when she woke up with swollen eyes, she found a small ball next to her. Bo Ting came out of the room at some point and fell asleep next to her.

One big and one small all had swollen eyes, Ye Xingyi felt sore in his heart, he got up pretty and made a hearty breakfast, boiled two eggs and wrapped them up, one big and one small rolled the eggs on his face .

Bo Ting cried a lot yesterday, but today he is going to be sleepy and has no strength.

Ye Xingyi looked distressed, touched Bo Ting's head, and comforted him: "Eat something first, then go to school. Don't worry about the rest, no matter what."

Ye Xingyi paused, and then said softly: "No matter what, Mommy will always be by your side."

Bo Ting sniffled, hugged her fiercely, choked up and said: "Mommy, Mommy has me too, we two should always be together, I will definitely accompany Mommy well."

Tears welled up in his eyes quickly, Ye Xingyi was afraid to cry any more, he was going to be blind, so he quickly stopped the tears.

He raised his head, then got down again, and stroked Bo Ting's soft hair to comfort him: "Okay, Mommy is very happy, Bo Ting, you are so sensible."

Bo Ting hugged Mommy tightly. For him, the most important person in this world is Mommy, and even Dad is only later.

If Dad doesn't want Mommy and makes Mommy unhappy, then Dad is a bad person. He wants to protect Mommy and don't want those bad people.

Bo Ting held his mouth shut, unwilling to cry out.

After touching the two of them for a while, I finally didn't want to cry anymore.

After cooking, he didn't have any appetite. After a few mouthfuls, Ye Xingyi handed Bo Ting to the aunt who had been waiting for a long time, touched Bo Ting's cheek, and said, "Mommy is here to pick you up tonight, okay?" ?”

Bo Ting was a little unhappy when he thought he would not see Mommy for another few days, but seeing that he could still be with Mommy tonight, Bo Ting's eyes lit up and he nodded happily.

Sending Bo Ting away, Ye Xing moved to the company for a visit.

After hearing Ling Yu's suggestion, Ye Xingyi found a fairly capable professional manager through a headhunting company, and asked him to be the president and take over the affairs in Ye Xingyi's hands.

From then on, Ye Xingyi only needed to visit the company from time to time, look over the most important documents, attend the board meeting, and didn't have to worry about other things.

After reading a few documents, Ye Xingyi absently postponed the meeting.

After leaving the company, Ye Xing moved the car back to Shen Fengming's apartment, bought some vegetables and fish in a small supermarket downstairs, and went upstairs after thinking about it.

Walking to the door again, Ye Xingyi knocked on the bridge door twice, but there was no response from inside, so he knocked again and said in a higher voice: "Feng Ming, please open the door, I want to make you something to eat , you're all skinny."

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement in the room.

Ye Xing moved his eyes to one side, saw the unlocking number posted on the wall next to him, hesitated whether to call one of them, and directly removed the lock.

As soon as his hand touched his pocket, the door suddenly opened with a click.

Shen Fengming's expression was calm, his eyes were like a pair of quiet pools, he looked at Ye Xingyi calmly, as if he sighed helplessly: "Didn't I tell you not to come again?"

Ye Xingyi forced a smile, gestured for the things in his hands, and said with a smile: "I think you haven't eaten well, and you've lost weight. Let me make you some food, okay? "

Saying this, Ye Xing showed a begging expression.

Shen Fengming sighed, and stepped back to make way.

Ye Xingyi was overjoyed and rushed in hastily.

When she came last time, she had already checked the specifications of the room. The place is not very big, there are only two rooms, a kitchen, a bathroom, and a living room.

It's easy to see.

Rushing directly into the narrow kitchen, Ye Xingyi quickly put down the things and began to wash the vegetables.

"I won't stay here for a long time, don't worry, I will come here every day to make you something to eat and nourish your body."

Ye Xingyi moved his hands while talking, afraid that he would change his mind and drive her out.

But in fact, she was overthinking, and she saw Shen Fengming coming over and standing still at the door.

He silently watched her move, then put his arms around his chest, leaned sideways against the door, and just looked at her calmly.

Sensing the sight, Ye Xingyi looked up, and couldn't help the tears welling up in his eyes, so he quickly turned his eyes away and started cutting the meat.

"You're really too thin, don't you eat much inside?"

Ye Xingyi didn't answer behind his back. He felt that he had said something wrong, so he hurriedly redeemed himself: "Yes, the food there must be unpalatable. Let you have a taste of my cooking. You haven't eaten my food for a long time."

Tears were blurred, and Ye Xingyi couldn't see clearly through his glasses, so he wiped them casually, and continued to cut, for fear that his voice would choke and annoy the man.

"From now on, I will cook delicious food for you every day, eat more fish, eat more meat, and grow your body. Ah!"

Suddenly his fingers hurt, and his eyes turned red.

Ye Xingyi subconsciously threw away the knife in his hand, before he had time to hold the wound, a large pale hand stretched out from the horizontal thorn, pinched her wound tightly, and pulled her vigorously to the side of the sink.

The water splashed.

The cold water washes the wound, dilutes the blood, and flows into the sewer mixed with water.

"Why are you so careless, you can still cut your hands if you cut meat."

Shen Fengming's scorching breath came to his ears, his tone was calm, with a bit of blame and nervousness.

Ye Xingyi was shaken all over, and tears could no longer hold back, dripping on the man's arm.

Shen Fengming froze all over, and then sighed on top of her head.

"Forget it, don't cut the meat, let me do it."

Then he let go of Ye Xingyi, pulled her into the living room, found the medicine box, and wrapped the wound with a band-aid.

The two returned to the kitchen, and Ye Xingyi was only allowed to poke the garlic.

Shen Fengming handled all the vegetables and fish in an orderly manner beside him.

Flipping the things in his hands, Ye Xingyi looked at Shen Fengming's side face, feeling a little excited.

He still cared, cared that she was hurt, cared that she was clumsy in doing things.

As if sensing her gaze, Shen Fengming raised his eyes and looked over. The moment the two looked at each other, he suddenly looked away, put down the knife, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

"Everything is ready, do it yourself."

The atmosphere immediately cooled down, and the frozen Ye Xingyi was directly on the spot, and then slowly lowered his eyes, feeling very depressed.

Ye Xingyi cooked a table of meals with great care. She filled a bowl full of rice and brought it to Shen Fengming herself.

He took it, and ate calmly with chopsticks. He ate a lot, and he ate all the dishes that Ye Xingyi picked up for him.

Although after eating, his movements became slower and slower.

Ye Xingyi looked at the man's graceful movements even when eating, and felt nostalgic.

That's fine, as long as he can see Shen Fengming every day and cook him a meal every day, Ye Xingyi will feel very happy and satisfied.

At this time, Shen Fengming pushed the empty bowl forward, stood up to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, Ye Xingyi hurried over and pushed Shen Fengming.

"I'll do these."

Who knew that Shen Fengming suddenly fell backwards, and hit the furniture next to him with his lower back, with a muffled snort, Shen Fengming frowned, and his forehead was covered with sweat immediately.

Ye Xingyi was surprised, he quickly supported Shen Fengming and asked: "How, I didn't, accidentally, you were not injured, right?"

Ye Xingyi didn't know what happened, she just had to push casually without much strength, but who knew that Shen Fengming was pushed away like a piece of paper.

"It's ok."

Shen Fengming pushed her hand away and covered her head.

Then he turned around and walked towards the bedroom. Before entering the door, he said with restraint: "You can go back after you finish packing."

Then he entered the room and closed the door, leaving only Ye Xingyi standing in the living room, depressed as if abandoned by the whole world.