Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

It was already late at night when Bai Yangyang returned to the hospital.

Zhan Beixiao was the only one in the huge ward, with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

She sat on the edge of the bed, held his hand, tears swirled in her eyes, she sniffed, and refused to let the tears fall.

"Zhan Beixiao, I saw your diary, I saw those sketches..."

She lowered her voice: "Sorry, I'm late for many years."

His love, after many years, finally got a response.

The man slept peacefully.

Bai Yangyang sat by the bed, hardly daring to look away, she had a premonition.

For a long time, they could not see each other again.

She had to seize every opportunity to completely engrave his face in her mind, and she wanted to hide him bit by bit.

until he comes back.

She reached out and stroked his face. He had lost a lot of weight, but it didn't detract from his handsomeness.

She lowered her head and kissed him little by little, her eye circles turning red inch by inch.

Long nights were not enough for her.

The moment the dawn dawned, Bai Yangyang knew that everything should be over.

She was reluctant to let go, and held his hand firmly, her eyes were scarlet: "Zhan Beixiao, remember me."

"When you get better, let's get married. You promised me to marry me."

The man couldn't respond to her words.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Qingshuang pushed open the door: "Yangyang, it's time to start."

Bai Yangyang woke up like a dream, wiped away her tears, let go of her hand: "Okay."

The moment she let go, Zhan Beixiao's hand moved.

"Yangyang, he seems to have moved."

Mo Qingshuang looked at Zhan Beixiao's hand, and pursed his lips: "He may have something to say to you."

After she finished speaking, she backed out.

Bai Yangyang lowered his head, and Zhan Beixiao's hand clasped hers tightly. He couldn't speak, but there were tears in his eyes.

The circles of her eyes turned red instantly, and her rigid heart melted the moment she met him.

She sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked his hand: "My mother and the doctor will treat you later, and everything will be over soon."

Zhan Beixiao seemed to understand something, and exerted a little force on his fingers.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you outside."

Enduring the great torture, Bai Yangyang lowered his head and kissed Zhan Beixiao's lips. The latter seemed reluctant to part with him, his eyes were deep and dark, burning with flames.

She stretched out her hand, covered his eyes, kissed and kissed again and again, but she couldn't bear it.

When Bai Yangyang walked out of the ward, Mr. Zhan heard the news and rushed over.

His face was extremely ugly, and he stomped his cane fiercely: "I knew a long time ago that when he met you, he was just unconscious and irrational!"

Bai Yangyang stood where he was, facing the old man's accusation, without the slightest desire to refute.

"Grandpa, stop talking."

Zhan Si took the old man's hand and motioned him to say less.

No matter how dissatisfied or angry Mr. Zhan is, there is nothing he can do. The matter has come to this point, and no one can make it all over again.

Bai Yangyang didn't close his eyes all night, and now he is extremely tired.

But she dared not close her eyes, leaning against the wall, waiting for the door to open.

Like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced to death, his eyes are dazed and loose.

Zhan Si saw that her complexion was not good, and stepped forward: "Brother's imprisonment of Mo Zhixin has been exposed. The Zhan family is now in danger. Grandpa has to come forward to make an exchange with the family. The family will come forward to keep the elder brother. The premise is that the elder brother wants to leave the imperial capital. Within three years, you are not allowed to set foot in the imperial capital."

The matter of Mo Zhixin was exposed.

Now there is a lot of discussion on the Internet, and many people are inciting public opinion, trying to pull Zhan Beixiao from the altar.

The Zhan family has always been Zhan Beixiao's decision-maker, but now that Zhan Beixiao fell ill, the members of the family couldn't hold back, and naturally they would not give up this golden opportunity.

What's more, Mo Qingshuang is no longer suitable to be his psychiatrist.

Mo Qingshuang recommended his teacher, who is also a leading professor in the field of psychology.

Bai Yangyang's lips were dry: "Is everything in order?"

"We contacted the best doctor. After Aunt Mo's side is over, the eldest brother will leave the imperial capital. If you want to know the details, I can—"

"Tell you at any time" before he finished speaking, Bai Yangyang shook his head.

"Zhan Si, I will return him to you temporarily. After three years, whether he comes back or not, I will go to him."

A firm light flashed in her eyes, she lowered her head, "Sell me the Zhanyuan."

Zhan Si pursed his lips: "Actually, Big Brother transferred all the property to your name before, and the Zhan Garden is now yours."

Bai Yangyang smiled, and looked out the window, the blue sky and white clouds, the sun shining down with warmth.

She looks like a prisoner who has been sentenced to death, her eye circles are slightly red, and she may not have the heart to appreciate such a good weather for a long time.

"Thank you."

Mo Qingshuang did it smoothly, all of Zhan Beixiao's memories were erased, and Zhan Si took him away before he woke up.

Bai Yangyang didn't send it off.

She locked herself in the attic of Zhanyuan, flipping through Zhan Beixiao's diary bit by bit.

His diary was short and concise, and she was reluctant to read it all. Every word seemed to be engraved in her soul, and it never faded for a moment.

……

Three years later.

Christie's auction site.

On the red carpet, a white Ferrari stopped and the door opened.

A pair of slender white legs landed on the red carpet, from bottom to top, forming a delicate and small face.

A long red dress outlines a beautiful figure, the ultimate charm is mixed with a little purity, like a rose in the dark night quietly blooming in the night.

The long, well-manicured hair is scattered behind the head, and the golden chain around the neck is particularly eye-catching.

"Isn't that the president of YO Entertainment, Mr. Bai, why are you free to attend today's auction?"

"Boss Bai has been doing well in YO Entertainment for the past few years, and he has made several actors popular. I heard that Yu Xiu, the actor she favored most recently, is very likely to win this year's Best Actor!"

"When she took over YO Entertainment, everyone thought she was not good enough. Unexpectedly, in just three years, the scale of YO Entertainment has tripled, and now the whole circle has to give her face."

Her appearance has attracted the attention of many people.

The guests were talking about it, but Bai Yangyang just pretended not to hear it.

She stood on the red carpet, waited for a moment, and a slender figure slowly walked over.

The man's facial features are impeccable, his waist is slender and his legs are long, and a high-end suit sets off his noble and extraordinary demeanor.

He walked up to Bai Yangyang and nodded lightly: "President Bai."

"Come on, let's go."

Bai Yangyang reached out to hold Yu Xiu's hand, and leaned closer: "I heard that Zhang Qi, who was nominated for the best actor together this time, is also here. Be careful at night, don't be caught by someone."

Yu Xiu has followed Bai Yangyang ever since he signed with YO Entertainment, and obeyed her advice.

"I know, Boss Bai."

The two plan to leave.

At this time, there was a noise from the gate.

A black Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped.

The man in the passenger seat got out of the car, opened the door, and said respectfully, "Master Zhan, we're here."

The deep male voice fell, and the next second, a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on the red carpet.

Bai Yangyang looked over at Wen Sheng, and before she could see the man's face clearly, she subconsciously withdrew the hand holding Yu Xiu as if she was guilty, her fingertips were hot.