Mrs. Fu's strength is overwhelming

"Master... Lingling put the bath water in, Lingling called the ambulance, we, we don't know what happened, we just followed the rules." 
The aromatherapy lamp placed in the bathroom is still faintly emitting a dim yellow light at the moment.
Ling Han took a deep breath and felt something was wrong, "Who turned on the aroma lamp?" 
The two old servants left behind looked at each other, and one of them, who was fatter, lowered his head tremblingly, "It's Amei..." 
"What about people?"
"She, she said two days ago that she had something to do at home, so she asked for leave and went home," which means that the aromatherapy lamp has been in Ye Huanyan's bathroom for a long time.
There is no problem with this aromatherapy lamp. It is no different from the aromatherapy lamp in every bathroom in the villa. The only difference is the essential oil mixed in it. 
Ling Han sniffed it and knew that it was obviously the lavender essential oil that his friend brought back from abroad to treat insomnia. After using it for a while, the doctor said that it was too strong and easy to cause accidents, so he casually threw it to the servant to let him know. Throw it away, at this moment they decided to change the normal aromatherapy essential oils in the bathroom.

Amei's family conditions are not very good, so she always sells some of Ms. Ye's things secretly. Usually they are some famous brand shopping bags and the like. A shopping bag can sell for more than 100 yuan. I found out twice , Speaking of her, she said that these things are just garbage bags to Ms. Ye, which are useless, so she just helps her dispose of the garbage, and later, she will also take some cosmetic samples bought from Ms. Ye's counter...

"Miss, she has a big heart. I reminded her several times, but she didn't take it seriously..." Ling Han's face darkened.
It's true that the essential oil was dropped by the servant named Amei.
The things in Ling Han's villa are all top-notch, and a bottle of aromatherapy essential oil is priced at tens of thousands. I didn't expect that he was really brave enough to play with such a thing.

"Master, I'm not sure if Ah Mei did this. She's been home for a few days, so I'd better ask her when I come to work tomorrow..."
"No, by the way, when you go back, the servants from your batch will not be used from tonight." 
Lingling's face froze, and she spoke incoherently, "Master...we, we didn't do anything..."
The night wind was rustling, but it wasn't necessarily cold.
Sometimes inaction is also a sin, at least in Linghan's place, this is the case with Ye Huanyan who has been with Ye Huanyan under the same roof for ten years, let alone a group of servants who have nothing to do with each other.
In the ward, the air conditioner is turned on to keep the indoor temperature balanced.

In the single ward, there was a woman with frowning eyes lying on the bed, as if she was having a nightmare, and everything that had nothing to do was twisted together. 
The choking water choked my eyes, but fortunately I found it in time, if it was later, I might not be able to save him, the person is already fine, the doctor looks shrewd, he doesn't look like someone who can give birth to such a stupid daughter , could it be like her short-lived ghost father? 
Ling Han even suspected that Jiang Meilan's eyes were so sharp that she could tell fortunes. If her ex-husband hadn't died short-lived, she would not have been able to marry into the Ling family so easily.
It had been a long time since I realized that I had thought so much. The woman on the hospital bed seemed to be sleeping restlessly, so she turned over and turned her back to Ling Han. 
He immediately withdrew his thoughts, his face turned cold.
I don't forget to hide from myself in my dream, didn't I say I love myself?It really is what it looks like. 
I’ve watched it for a long time, and I can’t control my random thoughts. In the past ten years, Ling Han’s feelings for Ye Huanyan have been unclear to him. After Jiang Meilan and Ling Dongming died in a car accident, the old lady felt uncomfortable, so she sent Ye Huanyan Huanyan took her to the old house as a companion.

But Ye Huanyan is not from the Ling family after all, and there are many servants who gossip. Without the support of Jiang Meilan and Ling Dongming, some gossip is even more unscrupulous, especially from some friends in Ling Dongming's business dealings. For the female relatives, Ling Han is not very humane, they use the name of visiting to get close to the old lady, and it is inevitable that they will be tempted when they see Ye Huanyan.
First, he praised Ye Huanyan to the fullest, and then inquired about the relationship between the girl and the Ling family from the old lady's words, all of which implied that she wanted to get married.
But when she knew that Ye Huanyan was just a bottle of oil brought by her stepmother, her attitude immediately changed 180 degrees. Often the words that came to her lips or had already been said changed in a different way.
Why my son will become my nephew, and my husband's younger brother will become a cousin studying abroad in the distance.
The conditions are good, but the meaning has changed. 
After all, he didn't like Ye Huanyan. 
This is also one of the reasons why the old lady was eager to find a good husband's family for her. After all, the Ling family should not let her be dragged down. Dear daughter-in-law, the old lady feels sorry for the girl she left behind.
"How often do you see me?" was the first thing she asked when she moved back there.

Ling Han frowned, "The company is very busy, maybe once a week, maybe once a month, I'm not sure."
Ling Dongming, who was in his prime, passed away suddenly, and the power of the company suddenly fell into his hands. Although he had honed himself in the position of deputy director for several years, in the eyes of the board members, he was still an ignorant fool. With green heads, there are not a few people who want to seize and decentralize power openly and secretly.

With rivals outside and treacherous ministers inside, Ling Han really had no time to take care of Ye Huanyan when he was under the enemy's back and forth during those days.
So when she asked this sentence, he was not trying to shirk.

The car drove out of Ling Dongming's house, and Ling Han saw a white figure sitting on the balcony on the second floor from the side mirror, with two slender legs dangling, as if he was about to fall in the next second. Suddenly my heart tightened.
"What are you doing sitting on the balcony? Do you want to kill yourself?" He closed the car door, his roar uncontrollable. 
The two legs dangling on the balcony froze suddenly, and slowly retracted under his furious gaze. 
When Ling Han ran up to the second floor, the perpetrator had already climbed down from the balcony and stood still. He lowered his head and stood in the bedroom as if he had done something wrong.As the breeze blows, the white lace skirt is like a piece of fine yarn, soft like a feather.

"I've always stayed on the balcony, and nothing happened." She muttered aggrievedly.

Ling coldly said, "If this happens again in the future, I'll have someone seal the balcony, and you won't be able to see the sun."
"You don't know in the future, anyway, you don't come to see me very often." He also said stubbornly, with a look of ignorance.

Faced with such a headache left over from history, Ling Han let out a sigh of relief,

"In the evening, Qiao Mu will bring the luggage over. You open the door for him. I will work overtime. If I come back late, I will go out to have a meal by myself, or I can order takeaway."
Ye Huanyan's luggage had already arrived, so naturally what Qiao Mu wanted to send was not hers. 
That's Linghan.
Her cloudy face turned cloudy in an instant, and the speed of the change made Ling Han suspect that she had done it on purpose.
"Really?" Without waiting for his response, he rushed to speak on his own, "I heard what you said, a man can't go back on his word, it's bastard to go back on it." 
It was obviously voluntary, but when she said that, it seemed a little forced. 
There was a strange look in Ling Han's eyes, he didn't bother to pay attention to her anymore, he turned and walked downstairs, but before he reached the downstairs, there was the sound of kicking and trotting from behind.
"I want to go back to work at the company tomorrow."
After the car accident, Ye Huanyan was hit hard and hadn't gone to work for two months. 
Hearing the sound, Ling Han turned his head. At the door of the bedroom, the long-lost smile on Ye Huanyan's face was shining brightly, which was even more dizzying than the warm spring sun outside the window behind her. With that white dress on, the whole figure seemed to be glowing, flickering With a faint halo. 
It's too hot, why don't you turn on the air conditioner at home?At that time, Ling Han thought so.
A year and a half ago, Ye Huanyan's innocence was almost a qualitative word in Ling Han's eyes, and it hadn't changed in ten years, from her high school uniform era, to her college club era, to going to work in Huanyu, and then to going to work. When Ling Dongming passed away unexpectedly, she changed from one secretary of the general secretary to another secretary of the general secretary. 
Even though her dressing style is very different from when they first met ten years ago, and even under the guidance and advice of big business figures like Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan, she is already an existence that should not be underestimated by Huanyu Group. Without the big tree of the Ling family, no one can replace her even if she changes to any company.
It is undeniable that even though Ye Huanyan couldn't help him too much during the time when he was under attack, but after the tedious and complicated work, in the middle of the night and early in the morning, a refreshing cup of coffee was brought to you to help you adjust the desk lamp. A more comfortable distance, or the temperature of the air conditioner is mentioned, even if Ling Han does not admit that he has fallen in love with Ye Huanyan before, after the two of them really get along day and night, he is not willing to hand her over to anyone else.Even without Ye Huanyan's mistake later on.

His thoughts became more and more complicated and became a mess.He touched the pocket of his suit, found a cigarette, remembered that this was a ward, and glanced at Ye Huanyan who was sleeping soundly, stood up, looked for a lighter, and turned to the door of the ward. 
"Don't go..."
There was a damp warmth in the palm of a hand hanging by his side.

He froze when he turned around, and his other hand froze on his chest. After a pause for a few seconds, he slowly put down the hand that had touched the lighter, and retracted the foot that had already taken a step. 
There were beads of sweat on Ye Huanyan's face, and she had a severe fever. The doctor said in advance that it was a normal symptom, and it would be fine if she sweated. At this moment, the hand in the palm was very hot, and it was sweaty and sticky. But he couldn't bear to let go. 
Ye Huanyan didn't know that every time she fell asleep exhausted, there would always be his figure walking anxiously after taking a shower at the door of the bedroom, sometimes once a night, sometimes twice, sometimes standing for a long time without leaving .