Divorce contract: President please sign

"All the time after my father survived, he seemed to be paying homage to his mother, and his heart had already followed."

After Miya said this, she lowered her head, as if she didn't want Bai Ye to see the expression on her face, but the heat in her eyes could not help but turn into water vapor, and one or two drops quietly dripped down. Broken Crystal.

"I lived like a walking dead. Later, I basically had to take care of myself and him, but fortunately, setbacks always make people grow. Isn't it that I am alive now? Are you old enough? After getting into a good university and getting a good job, wait for your career to develop smoothly in the future, and slowly pay off your tuition loan, the world will be beautiful, isn’t it? Look, you have had a successful operation , This illness is just a setback, Nietzsche said, what doesn’t kill me will make me stronger, isn’t it?”

Miya smiled slightly, said this, and looked up at her, her eyes were a little red, but there were no tears on her face.

Bai Ye's expression was a little startled, it turns out...

This woman peeled away the softness in her heart, peeled away those painful memories, just to comfort him...

Suddenly, he felt a little loose in his heart, and the corners of his lips were slightly pulled. In his deep eyes, his eyes were like stars, and he just quietly looked at Miya's face.

Then, the light-colored lips parted slightly, and he said, "Those loans... I'll help you repay them."

Miya was stunned, and looked at Bai Ye fixedly. Her face was stiff for a moment, and then the previous gentleness, softness, etc. disappeared in an instant, and the irritability immediately permeated the whole face, and she stood up straight away.

His brows were tightly frowned, his face full of temper.

"Damn! Zhuo Baiye, are you looking down on me?! I comfort you with good intentions, do you think I'm being miserable?"

Miya was obviously very angry, as if Bai Ye was not a patient, she might have rushed to fight...

Bai Ye blinked his eyes lightly, the expression on his face remained unchanged, looking at Miya, he didn't seem to have much emotion towards the irritability on her face.

He pursed his lips lightly, "I'm not looking down, I've experienced life and death, in fact, I've always been clear that money is just a number to me, and in my bank account, it's just a string of dead numbers, that's all. But for others, this number can relieve their urgent needs, and even allow them to have a different life."

Bai Ye smiled slightly, "I have been sponsoring many people since I was young, such as...Warren."

His words eased the irritability on Mia's face a little, but she still didn't speak, just staring at Bai Ye.

Bai Ye continued to say flatly, "I can let you have a different life. This is easy for me, but it is generous for you. So you don't need to regard this as a charity, you can see Do it to help."

He spoke so calmly, so indifferently.

There wasn't even much ups and downs in his tone, but the words he said were so arbitrary that it made people want to believe it.

Miya frowned slightly, and looked at Bai Ye puzzled, "Help is mutual, or there must be something in return. Warren is your most capable assistant, and I am just a doctor. What are you trying to do?" ah?"

Bai Ye pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "This is the crux of the problem, you are a doctor, and I am a patient."

He raised his hand and pointed at his head wrapped in layers of gauze with his slender fingers, "I have a disease here, and I don't know when it will recur, don't I?"

After Bai Ye said this, Miya still frowned, "Don't be kidding, I work in the United States, and my stay in China is only temporary."

"America?" Bai Ye looked down at his fingers, listened to her words, asked in a low voice, and continued, "That's fine. The sunshine in California is very good, isn't it?"

He is a person who died once, even, he didn't even expect that he would be able to survive this time, but he survived and came alive.

Once a person has experienced a life-and-death crisis, it is easy to look down on many things.

Now Bai Ye sees it very lightly.

What he should do has already been done, and if he can't do it, no matter how hard he tries, it may be in vain, and he has no strength to continue to work hard.

She got married, she had a baby, and she was happy.

What else could he do?What else could he offer her better than what Shen Boyan could offer her?In other words, what else could he give her that she wanted more than what Shen Boyan could give her?

As Mo Changan said, only what Shen Boyan gave her was what she wanted most.

Well, that's enough.So be it.

Bai Ye called Warren, and on the phone, he directly ordered Warren to send a check for 100 million US dollars.

After hanging up the phone, he closed his eyes and prepared to rest.

Looking at the man with closed eyes on the hospital bed, Miya suddenly felt that she couldn't understand this man.

No wonder my father said that the charming country in the east is mysterious and profound...

She pursed her lips lightly, ready to stand up so as not to disturb his rest.

Just standing up, the man on the bed didn't open his eyes, he just said softly, "Sit here for a while, there are people in the room who are nice, but the empty silence makes people uncomfortable."

Miya didn't make a sound, but she just sat down slowly after standing up.

Seeing the man on the bed slowly falling asleep, listening to his slow and long breathing, I couldn't help but look slightly complicated.

……

On the other side, Shen Boyan had already sent Mo Changan to the private hospital where Yin Qingfang worked.

After sending her to the ward and putting her on the bed, he turned around and was going to find Yin Qingfang to come over to have a look.

Just when he walked out of the ward and walked to the end of the corridor, he saw a tall figure in a black woolen coat standing in front of the nurse's station. Some mature temperament.

His hair was cut short and neat, but it made his handsome face stand out even more.

He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and he was also carrying large and small bags, obviously supplements and the like.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the nurse's station and asked, "Excuse me, Mo Chang'an, which ward are you in?"

"Why did you come here at this point?"

Shen Boyan asked softly, and he had already looked over, with a very calm expression on his face, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

"I just finished my work, and I got the news, so I came here. How is it?"

Su Lu asked.

"Six catties and four taels."

Shen Boyan just spit out this number, which is regarded as an answer.

Su Lu smiled lightly, and it was hard to distinguish between joy and sorrow in his indifferent smile, but he just walked up slowly and said, "Congratulations."