Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Yang Zhuoying's saliva was dry, but He Junlin didn't respond. If the phone didn't show that she was still on the phone, she would have thought the phone had been hung up.

"Are you still there?" Finally, she couldn't help asking.

"En." The man replied, saying that he was still there, but her cold attitude made her lose her temper, and she only thought about how to coax him well, so she just listened to what he said.

"Go to rest early, hang up." After finishing speaking, before she could respond, the phone was hung up.

Yang Zhuoying was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the hung up phone, after a while, she covered her face with her hand, what a pity!

The angrier He Junlin was, the calmer he acted, he must be mad.

Thinking of someone's angry appearance, Yang Zhuoying couldn't help shivering, then pulled the quilt over her head and went to sleep.

Now that things are up to now, it's useless to panic, let's eat when the rice is cooked.

Yang Zhuoying thought desperately, try to coax him tomorrow, sleep now.

Not long after, there were regular snoring sounds in the room.

Waking up the next day, Yang Zhuoying felt a headache when she remembered what happened before going to bed last night, but she couldn't think of a remedy for a while. After breakfast, she called Yang Xiaoyi.

The two chatted for a while, and Yang Xiaoyi showed off what to wear to Mrs. An's banquet at night. When she went back last night, Qin Mo knew what happened in the jewelry store. In order to help her vent her anger, she even bought that store and gave it to her.

"Now I'm the boss. If you want anything, just ask and I'll give it to you." Yang Xiaoyi said proudly.

Yang Zhuoying said appreciatively: "Then thank Mrs. Yang for the reward, I'm not greedy, I just want to look at the pair of earrings yesterday."

Yesterday, she saw a pair of broken diamond earrings, the price is not too expensive, she wanted to buy them, but a series of things happened later, she was not in the mood to buy them, now Yang Xiaoyi mentioned that she thought it would be good to wear those earrings to the banquet.

Yang Zhuoying also wanted to give advice to Yang Xiaoyi, how to coax He Junlin back, but the latter suddenly had something to do, so she dropped a sentence.

"The pair of earrings, I'll ask Qin Lang to send them to you later, and see you at An's house tonight." After finishing speaking, he hung up.

After playing with the phone for a while, Yang Zhuoying sighed, and decided to call He Junlin, apologize to him obediently and admit his mistake, and see how he doesn't get angry.

The phone can't get through.

After making several phone calls and leaving messages, but without any response, Yang Zhuoying became anxious, thinking that it was really not going to work, so let's go back to China early.

The matter of feelings cannot stand the test most. If there is a conflict between the two, if it is not ignored, the problem will not exist. Once the golden time to solve the problem is missed, problems will arise.

Yang Zhuoying has always been a decisive person, once she decides to go back to China, she immediately book the air ticket online and book the flight tomorrow morning.

After finishing everything, she felt a little hungry. She looked at the time, and it turned out that it was already noon. She was thinking why the nanny didn't bring food today, when she heard a knock on the door.

It must have been food delivery.

Yang Zhuoying jumped out of bed suddenly and rushed to the door.

"What's for dinner today?" She opened the door without looking at who was at the door, she shouted.

After she finished speaking, she didn't hear any response, so she looked up, and what caught her eyes was not the nanny's face, but a familiar and handsome face.

Yang Zhuoying was taken aback for a moment, then almost jumped up and hugged He Junlin, and asked pleasantly, "Why are you here?"

He Junlin let her hug him for a while, and then gently pushed her away. His scrutinizing eyes scanned her from head to toe, and finally stopped at her chest, "Is it still hurting?"

Before coming here, he first went to her attending doctor to learn about her condition, and knew that her injury hadn't fully recovered, it just looked fine on the outside, which was one of the reasons why she was still in the hospital.

Facing his concerned gaze, Yang Zhuoying's ribs obviously didn't hurt anymore, but at this moment, there was a faint pain, and the pain in her body was transmitted to her face.

"Where does it hurt?" Catching her painful expression, He Junlin asked nervously.

Yang Zhuoying was about to say something, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Qin Lang standing not far away, holding a lunch box in his hand, who should have come to deliver the meal.

He Junlin followed her gaze and saw a handsome man. Before he could speak, Qin Lang took a step forward and handed him the bag in his hand.

"Miss Yang asked me to bring food and earrings, so I won't bother you." After finishing speaking, she turned around and left.

Although He Junlin had doubts, he was not in a hurry to ask. After entering the room and closing the door, he put the bag in his hand on the table, wrapped his arms around Yang Zhuoying's slender waist, and stared at her with deep eyes, "Do you miss me?"

"Think." Yang Zhuoying confessed very frankly.

When a person is sick, he will miss his relatives very much, and she is no exception, especially in the dead of night, she always wonders if she will die like this, if she is gone, what will her son do, and what will he do? He will not find a stepmother for his son. Of course, he is the one who thinks the most.

"How much do you think?" He Junlin approached her with a handsome face, staring at her with a wicked smile, and his warm breath sprayed down on her sensitive cheeks.

Yang Zhuoying looked back at him, her eyes were burning, and all her thoughts were conveyed to him through her eyes.

Being looked at by her with such blatant eyes, any man can't help it. He Junlin's kiss fell before she could answer.

As if waiting for his kiss, Yang Zhuoying actively wrapped her arms around his neck, and enthusiastically responded to his kiss.

I don't know how long it took before the two parted reluctantly. Yang Zhuoying leaned on his chest, panting slightly, subconsciously covering the wound with one hand, waiting for the discomfort to pass, and asked with a smile: "Mr. He is here this time." , Are you going to ask the teacher to ask the crime, or stay with me?"

After waiting for a while, but she couldn't hear his response, she looked up suspiciously, and met his serious eyes.

He Junlin suddenly picked her up, walked to the bed, and put her on the bed, "What's wrong with you?"

"I" didn't feel uncomfortable. When the words came to my lips, under his gaze, I swallowed them obediently, "I have a little pain in my chest, I should be fine."

Before she could finish speaking, He Junlin reached out and rang the bell, calling for a doctor to examine her.

The doctor came and checked Yang Zhuoying carefully, and confirmed that her injury was fine, her chest hurt, it should be just neuralgia, and asked her if she wanted some painkillers, but she refused because she didn't want to rely on medicine.

After sending the doctor away, Yang Zhuoying's stomach was growling with hunger, and she quickly asked He Junlin to sit down and share the lunch box together.

The lunch box was made by Yang Xiaoyi's servants of the Qin family. It was quite rich, enough for two people. On weekdays, Yang Zhuoying couldn't finish it all by herself, but now it was just enough for two people.

"There's nothing good about Qin Mo. The only advantage is that the chef at home cooks good Chinese food. I heard that my ancestors were still imperial cooks. My favorite dish is this mapo tofu. It's a magic gift. You can try it too." taste."