The queen's wife is too sultry

Ye Zhen picked up the bowl, frowned slightly, and heard the whispers from the nurses at the counter: "Here it is again, hey, it's the first time this month."

"You said that woman's temper is too good. What is she trying to do? Every day is thankless."

"Who knows, that little girl's temper is quite weird, please report it to the dean sometime, otherwise it won't be a problem to disturb other patients."

"Do you think the dean doesn't know, it's because this little girl has a lot of background. It's only been transferred for a month."

Seeing that Ye Zhen was still facing each other, the nurses were embarrassed to gossip, and the voices of the conversation gradually became quieter.

Ye Zhen picked up the bowl and looked at it twice.

The bone china bowl is exquisite and round, small and crystal clear in the hand.

It's a pity that the edge of the bowl was broken by a corner.

Ye Zhen took the bowl and walked towards the source of the scream just now, which was a ward two meters to her left, next door to Zhang Yuemei's ward.

The door was not closed, and the situation inside could be seen clearly at a glance.

A girl in her teens was sitting on the hospital bed, her long hair was disheveled, her cheeks were bloodshot and red with anger, and she was staring at the woman across from her.

She pointed at the door and said sharply, "Get out! I don't need you to take care of me!"

The woman trembled, covering her face and sobbing: "Lulu, Auntie is also concerned about you when she brings you meals. How can you do this?"

"Who needs you to bring food? Get out of here, as far away as possible!"

The little girl was so emotional that she almost turned over from the edge of the bed.

The woman was afraid that something might happen to her, so she didn't dare to stay any longer, so she hurriedly took the thermos bucket on the table and left. Before leaving, she still cried, "You should have a good rest first, Auntie will come to see you tomorrow."

In a hurry, Ye Zhen and her looked at each other, and then they passed each other.

She is a beautiful woman, but the makeup is a bit heavy.

Ye Zhen walked into a messy ward and put the bowl on the table.

The girl calmed down, staring blankly at the void with her big eyes, as if she was a delicate doll, completely different from the hysterical look just now.

"who are you?"

Ye Zhen said lightly: "The family members of the patient next door to you."

"Do you need me to call the nurse for you?"

The girl was unmoved, her eye sockets filled with water mist, she was fragile and pale, and one couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

She moved her lips and said softly, "Get out."

Ye Zhen looked at her deeply, then left.

She had just closed the door, and as expected, there was the sound of something exploding and breaking behind the door.

It's a pity, such a good porcelain bowl.

Ye Zhen pushed Zhang Yuemei's ward away, the smell of disinfectant permeated the tip of her nose, and the green wavy lines on the ECG monitor fluctuated quietly.

Ye Zhen went to the hospital bed and sat down, her eyes fixed on Zhang Yuemei's face.

She was on a ventilator, her eyes were shut shut, her face was wrinkled and her hair was graying.

Same as last time, nothing changed.

To be precise, during the six years since she became a vegetable, nothing has changed.

The old man had a kind face, Ye Zhen looked at her and felt warm and at ease in her heart.

Zhang Yuemei was Ye Qi's headmaster in the orphanage. When Ye Qi was forced to retire and fell seriously ill, it was she who helped the mother and daughter from time to time, so that Ye Zhen didn't starve to death in the dilapidated rented house.

She has no children of her own, and loves Ye Qi as her own daughter. Ye Zhen calls her grandma, and she is the only ray of sunshine for the mother and daughter in the dark days.

Ye Qi didn't have many wills before her death, and repaying Zhang Yuemei well was one of them.

Since the old man stumbled and fell down the stairs six years ago, the function of the cerebral cortex was seriously damaged, and he has been in a coma and become a vegetable ever since.

Ye Zhen bears all the medical expenses. She is usually very busy filming, but whenever she is free, she will come to the hospital to see her.

"Grandma, I'm here to see you."

She took Zhang Yuemei's rough hand, put it on her cheek, rubbed it affectionately, and said to herself:
"Jing Ting and I are together again."

Speaking of this, she shed her usual alienation and indifference, with a happy smile on her face: "Do you know? Besides you and my mother, he is the only person in this world who can still make me feel loved."

"I'll bring him to see you some other day. I really hope you can open your eyes and look at him. He's very handsome and polite. You'll definitely like him."

Zhang Yuemei was lying on the hospital bed, her eyes still closed tightly, without any response, only the ECG monitor continued to fluctuate.

"A few days ago, I met Tang Meng."

"She's the same as she was when she was young, only more hypocritical."

As if making an oath to herself, she murmured: "Don't worry, I will take back everything that belongs to me and my mother. I won't let you and my mother wait too long."

Ye Zhen carefully tucked in the quilt for her, pressed a kiss on her wrinkled face, and said softly, "Good night."

Then he left the ward lightly.
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London.

RC Group headquarters building.

The handsome and elegant man sat at the head of the meeting room, with a calm face, looking around: "Who else has any objections to the decision to establish a branch in Africa?"

The directors who are over half a century old look at each other, all of them have solemn faces, but they all frown and refuse to speak.

"If not, the meeting will end."

There are only two people left in the spacious conference room.

After everyone left, Jiang Jingting let out a breath, leaned on the back of the chair, and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

Shen Yan next to him crossed his legs and looked at him leisurely, "How is it? Let me say that this group of old antiques is not easy to deal with."

RC only has agents in Africa. If it wants to gain more voice in resource mining and the market, it must establish its own resource development position.

In order to advance this decision, Jiang Jingting has been fighting fiercely with the directors for nearly a month.

Jiang Jingting raised his eyes and gave him a cold look, "One more word of nonsense, I will let you go to Africa instead of Matt."

Shen Yan hurriedly raised her hand as a sign of surrender, "OKOK, I won't say anything, oh no, I have to say one more thing——"

"Say."

"Miss Gu's family, when do you plan to see her? Before you came back, she chased me and asked about your whereabouts."

Shen Yan gloated and said, "You're back now, and it's unreasonable to hide from others."

"Pa——" Jiang Jingting dropped his pen on the table, and stood up with a cold face: "Talking."

Shen Yan watched him walk out of the conference room, as if he didn't think it was enough to cause trouble, he whistled at his back: "Remember to be gentle with him!"

Jiang Jingting pushed open the office door and saw someone sitting on his chair with his back facing.

He put down the contract in his hand and said indifferently, "What are you doing here?"

The man turned around and snorted coldly, with a bit of arrogance on his delicate face: "What do you think I'm here for?"

"Gu Qian, I'm very busy and I don't have time to play charades with you."

Jiang Jingting picked up his phone and found a lot of notifications. He frowned and read two of them before clearing them all.

Gu Qian got up, went around the table and took Jiang Jingting's arm, with a look of naturalness on her face: "Can I come and see my fiancé?"

Jiang Jingting's face was gloomy, and he withdrew his hand without the slightest hesitation, "I don't remember that I was engaged."

Gu Qin's face turned ugly for a moment.

Her action was just to test him, she didn't expect him to be so evasive like a snake.

"You don't remember, I remember, when you were 15 years old, Uncle Jiang's mother told my mother to get engaged to us when I became an adult."

The man's eyes froze, and he took out the contract blankly and started to read it. He was so calm that he was a little unreasonable: "It's just a joke, why take it seriously."

Gu Mo bit her lip, walked to him angrily, and took the pen away from his hand, like a wayward child: "I like you, is this also a joke!"