She is the moonlight in the dark night

Dancing ballet, Ji Yingying danced.

Kicking the plate, even if you give her ten guts, she won't dare.

Huo Zheng can recall one billion at any time, and his mother is also under his control.

Just as Ji Yingying picked up her phone and wanted to play music, Huo Zheng stopped her.

"Too noisy, I'm eating."

Ji Yingying looked around at the people in the restaurant, except for those watching through the door, only Steward Wang and Sister Zheng remained.

As for Huo Zheng, he was not considered human.

To say it is a dog is an insult to a dog.

Ji Yingying took a deep breath and began to dance without accompaniment.

Wearing a servant's uniform, both arms and legs have limitations, so Ji Yingying chose a dance with a small range of movements.

For a while, apart from the sound of Huo Zheng's clinking of bowls and chopsticks when he was eating, there was only the soft sound of Ji Yingying tapping her toes.

She was so focused on the dance that she didn't notice it at all. Halfway through Huo Zheng's sight, his cold eyes gradually softened.

His gaze seemed to be on Ji Yingying's body, and it seemed to be on a farther place.

Ji Yingying in front of her was dressed in a pure black maid uniform, with a light figure, straight toes, and a straight waist.

Spinning, it seemed to bring him back to five years ago.

That was the first time he saw Ji Yingying dance, 17-year-old Ji Yingying, an average age.

I heard that there was a dance competition the next day, so I was so nervous that I couldn't sleep at night, and I didn't want to disturb other people in the house, so I sneaked to the stone path in the garden to practice tomorrow's dance.

She didn't know that she was not the only one who suffered from insomnia that night.

Huo Zheng sat behind the balcony on the fourth floor, watching her dance in the distance.

She danced all night, and Huo Zheng watched it all night.

Because of the distance, he couldn't hear the soundtrack on Ji Yingying's phone at that time.

Huo Zheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he woke up from his memory.

He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. Looking at Ji Yingying with a gentle expression in front of him, he unconsciously thought of 17-year-old Ji Yingying.

Under the moonlight, the girl is lively and lively. She will feel annoyed when she jumps wrongly, and she will also show a happy smile because she completes a move perfectly.

Unlike now, with a formulaic smile on his face.

Suddenly, Huo Zheng was a little tired.

"Go and rest, I won't call you again tonight."

He suddenly spoke.

Ji Yingying was taken aback, staggered, and took two extra steps to stabilize her body.

At first, she thought it was Huo Zheng's temptation, "Mr. Huo, I don't need to rest. Making you happy is my most important thing."

As soon as the words fell, a glass in Huo Zheng's hand flew to the wall next to the restaurant, and with a loud noise, the fragments fell to the ground.

He was unmoved, but looked at the debris on the ground with gloomy eyes.

"You all leave here, I want to be quiet!"

The voice startled everyone present, and Ji Yingying didn't know where Huo Zheng got such a temper, so she hurriedly followed Steward Wang and left.

Sister Zheng still wanted to show her courtesy, so she went to the glass and was about to pick up the shards.

Naturally, Huo Zheng scolded him bloody.

She left the restaurant in frustration, and when she saw Ji Yingying, her eyebrows instantly stood up.

"It's all because of you. I really don't know how to behave. I insist on dancing in front of Mr. Huo!"

Sister Zheng gritted her teeth and scolded her.

Ji Yingying walked back to the room as if she didn't hear it.

After returning to the room, she was about to change into comfortable clothes, but hesitated again.

Huo Zheng's temper was unpredictable. One moment he asked her to dance, and the next moment he drove everyone out.

Who can guarantee whether the rest tonight he said just now is a real rest or a fake rest.

Ji Yingying walked around the room, and finally picked up the phone.

After returning from the hospital in the morning, she sent several text messages to Ji Fangchen, asking about her mother's situation.

Until now, Ji Fangchen has not replied to her.

Ji Yingying didn't want to wait any longer, so she made a few phone calls.

It was only when the third call was made that Ji Fangchen answered the phone slowly.

"What's new about my mother recently, have you sent someone to take care of it?"

As soon as the phone was connected, she couldn't wait to ask.

Ji Yingying didn't tell Ji Fangchen about her mother's transfer, she just wanted to see what new reason Ji Fangchen could come up with.

"I've seen it, I've been taking care of it all the time, what's new about the comatose people!"

"Don't you believe me! Are you annoying!"

There was something wrong with Ji Fangchen's voice, Ji Yingying only noticed his impatient tone.

"Are you sure?"

Ji Yingying vaguely heard Ji Fangchen's messy background sounds, probably in the company and still at work.

The company's situation has just improved. If he is too busy, it should be normal that he doesn't have time to see his mother.

Ji Yingying calmed down a little, she sighed.

"Brother, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that Huo Zheng took me to see my mother today, and he helped my mother to transfer hospital, you know?"

Ji Fangchen's tone paused, his anger subsided, and he said a little guilty.

"So it's like this, I'm really busy recently, the company is very busy"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Yingying heard a drunken woman shouting on the other side of the phone.

"Mr. Ji, what are you waiting for, come and play! Who are you going to bring home tonight?"

The woman's voice was a little fuzzy, but she could hear it clearly.

Ji Yingying didn't hear the second half of the sentence, because Ji Fangchen hung up the phone directly.

Noisy background, drunken women, and even Ji Fangchen's voice that was a little strange.

He was clearly drunk!
Ji Yingying glanced at the time on the phone.

Already drunk before ten o'clock in the evening?
When Ji Yingying called again, she was prompted to shut down the phone.

Is there no time to go to the hospital to visit my mother when I go out to drink and have fun?

Ji Yingying thought carefully about the past, she had been to the hospital countless times, and she had never heard nurses and doctors talk about Ji Fangchen.

It was as if he had never been here, and she had never seen Ji Fangchen go to the hospital.

And what Huo Zheng said this morning.

Ji Fangchen has never visited his mother since she entered the hospital.

There seemed to be a flame of anger rising in her internal organs, but what could she do?

It seemed like there was nothing he could do but get angry.

"Dad, Mom, this is your favorite son."

She took a deep breath, and her heart slowly became cold.

No, she can't watch Ji Fangchen degenerate like this!
He also has to carry the company and bring the company back to glory.

Ji Yingying got up suddenly, and she walked to the door, her figure paused.

Five minutes later, when Huo Zheng heard footsteps, he raised his head with gloomy eyes, as if he wanted to see who had no eyes, and dared to step into the restaurant after he said he wanted to be quiet. .

Covered by the man's gloomy gaze, Ji Yingying said what she wanted to say as quickly as possible, for fear of being angered by him.

"Mr. Huo, you said before that I have a rest at night. Can I go back to Ji's house? It's two hours at most, and I'll be back in two hours at most!"

She looked at Huo Zheng with half anticipation and half fear.

At this moment, Ji Yingying wanted to kill Ji Fangchen recklessly and teach Ji Fangchen a lesson, but she was afraid that going directly to Ji's house would anger Huo Zheng.

I had to ask him first.

When Huo Zheng heard her condition, the raging rage disappeared in an instant.

He likes that she has demands.

Those who have no hope suffer greatly.

Huo Zheng got up and walked slowly beside Ji Yingying.

"I may agree, or I may not agree."

He let out a chuckle, lifted his glasses with his slender index fingers, and the lenses of the glasses flashed a silvery white light, looking like a gentle and refined scum.

"It depends on how much you want to go back to Ji's house, and how much can you give?"