The omnipotent security guard of the female president

At this moment, Ma Dong opened his eyes, and a heart-warming smile appeared on Nalan Fuling's seemingly indifferent face, including Qiushui Yiren's eyes, which were even narrowed into a crescent shape, cute and pleasantly surprised.Slender fingers brushed Ma Dong's dark cheeks, and his red lips moved slightly, not knowing what he was talking about.

Looking at Ma Dong again, the pair of eyes that had just opened on his pale face narrowed slightly, as if enjoying this feeling, and he even held Nalan Fuling's boneless little hand.

There is a special intimacy between the two.

Seeing this, Han Yu's heart was broken. First Bai Jie and then the ethereal and indifferent fairy Nalan Fuling looked like a little girl in front of Ma Dong.How many women does Ma Dong have outside?
Is this Ma Dong still the man who was hurt by Zhang Ya at night and forced by life and has no way to drink away his worries?

Bai Jie and Ma Dong are together, Han Yu can accept it, after all, they are colleagues, they can't see each other when they look up, it's inevitable that they will fall in love with each other after a long time.

What about Nalan Fuling?How could this ethereal woman who had no scandals since her debut have emotional entanglements with Ma Dong?Questions and distress filled her heart for a long time and could not go away.

At this time, the ethereal Nalan Fuling actually had a pretty face with grievances, her eyes were full of grievances, and her little powder fist lightly hammered on Ma Dong's body.Erma Dong just grinned.

This scene made Han Yu suddenly feel powerless, his feet were weak, he staggered back two steps, and was about to fall to the ground, but fortunately Zhao Yanyu had quick hands and eyes, and reached out to support him.

The ambiguity hurts people's hearts, the intimate action between Ma Dong and Nalan Fuling before is more painful than Ma Dong stabbing Han Yu's heart with a knife.

"Han Dong, are you okay?"

"It's okay, let's go."

Han Yu suppressed the grief in his heart, suppressed the desire to ask what was going on, said something bitterly, struggled to get away from Zhao Yanyu's support, and walked out of the hospital alone.

At this moment, Zhang Ya walked over slowly, and when she saw Han Yu who was in a daze, she couldn't forget to sneer: "Hey, Director Han, haven't you found Dong Ma's ward yet?"

"I just inquired about it. Ma Dong lived in Ward 506. I heard that he was seriously injured. He almost lost his life. Would you like me to take you there?"

"Do you think you've won by ridiculing me like this?"

Han Yu looked directly at Zhang Ya, who seemed innocent, and said with a sneer, "You can go to Ma Dong's ward to see, even if I can't get together with Ma Dong, how can you, Zhang Ya, be able to get together with Ma Dong? "

After finishing speaking, Han Yu cast a glance at Zhang Ya's slightly swollen belly: "While pregnant with someone else's child, you still want to pester Ma Dong endlessly. Zhang Ya, are you confident or ignorant?"

"Is it cynicism?"

Zhang Ya narrowed her eyes slightly, and smiled faintly: "How can I, Zhang Ya He De, dare to be sarcastic in front of Director Han?"

"Only Han Dong, relying on your wealth and power, ridiculed me in front of me, hit me, and trampled on my dignity."

"I've given up on Ma Dong. Seeing Dong Han, you're looking for Ma Dong in a hurry. I kindly help you find out which ward Ma Dong is in. Why don't you know a good heart?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Ya made a disillusioned expression, and said pitifully: "I understand, the kindness of our poor people is cynicism in the eyes of you rich people, so the kindness of your rich people must be let go." Are we poor people grateful?"

"Han Yu, am I right?"

Han Yu frowned: "Don't pretend to be so innocent in front of me. You and I know what you want to do in your heart."

"Now you must be wondering why I found out which ward Ma Dong was in in such a hurry and full of worry, why didn't I even go in to visit, and just left?"

"I will not tell you, Zhang Ya, if you want to know, go to the door of the ward and have a look."

"I guarantee that after reading it, all your remaining obsession with Ma Dong will be blown away."

Zhang Ya retreated instead: "Why should I go and see? Ma Dong has nothing to do with me. I couldn't bear to see Han Dong exhausted, so I asked where Ma Dong was."

"Shut up you."

Han Yu sneered again and again: "Zhang Ya, put away your hypocritical face, have you really let go of Ma Dong?"

"Have you ever deceived yourself? If you knew you couldn't get out of your knot, why did you want to be with Yang Huaiyuan in the first place?"

"Do you know what happened when Ma Dong found out that you were going to get married that day? Do you know who paid for Uncle Ma's hospitalization expenses?"

"It's me, but what about you at that time? You must be silent and unable to extricate yourself from the joy of marrying a rich man?"

"A man who stabbed someone for you and ran away for seven years, if you say you abandon it, you abandon it. You have never been ashamed? I never thought that if it wasn't for Ma Dong that night, you, Zhang Ya, would have been ruined by others. Don't you have the courage to go down?"

"Now you're pretending to be light and gentle in front of me, and you're still cute and pitiful. Are you worthy?"

"Remember, when you leave Ma Dong, you will lose it forever. A good horse will have to turn back? Do you have that chance?"

"Hehe! Cut your wrists, jump off the building and threaten Ma Dong with such indecent tricks. Has he changed his mind?"

"Han Yu, the angrier you are, the happier I am."

Zhang Ya still smiled sweetly, she had already experienced life and death, she had already seen everything, how could she be driven mad by Han Yu's few words?
She stroked her hair: "You are angry because you saw a scene you didn't want to see just now. I think now you should be able to understand how I felt when you humiliated me."

"However, I am very impressed and even more curious about who is taking care of Ma Dong, who actually let Han Dong, who stands tall in front of me, lose without a fight."

Speaking of this, Zhang Ya was aggressive and her eyes were sharp: "You, Han Yu, can only use money and power to humiliate me, but that woman can humiliate you just by seeing her, and make you retreat."

"Han Yu, why are you so proud? What can you be proud of? In fact, you are a humiliated woman just like me. I was humiliated by you, and you were humiliated by that unknown woman."

"To put it bluntly, we are all poor people, and you are more pitiful than me."

After all, Zhang Ya walked away with a sneer...

Han Yu leaned on the wall, feeling a twinge of pain in his heart.Thinking of Zhang Ya's sentence "You are more pitiful than me", she smiled bleakly.Facing Ma Dong's actions in his heart, he was even more angry to the extreme.

So many women like him, why did Ma Dong provoke her, a widow with a child?But she, a widow, has moved her heart for a long time.

"Han Dong, don't pay attention to Zhang Ya, don't you see that she is targeting you?"

Zhao Yanyu comforted her: "As she said, she just wants to make you angry. The angrier you are, the happier she is."

Han Yu nodded, and it took a long time for her to return to normal. At this time, the phone rang, and she glanced at the caller ID, and her calm expression became sad again.