Flash marriage contract, the abstinent president changed his gender

When he arrived at the cloakroom, Fang Yi saw him sitting on the ground in front of the safe, looking like he was smiling but not crying. At this moment, the safe door was open, several boxes were thrown on the ground, and he was holding a house deed in his hand.

"Brother Ting?"

Fang Yi took a few big steps forward, picked up a few boxes and put them back. Just as he was about to ask him "what happened", a low male voice came over first:

"She left, the gold beads are gone, and she took away all her things, including this...her favorite house, her favorite pearls, which she loved so much. She didn't want any of the gifts I gave her, whether they were expensive or cheap. She didn't want any of them..."

He lost the woman he loved most, the most important thing in his life, just like that.

"No, I want to get her back."

Thinking about it, he stuffed the house deed back, slammed the door, and Yin Liting stood up. Unexpectedly, with one movement, his eyes suddenly went dark and he fell to the ground.

"Hey, Brother Ting!"

Fang Yi almost used his entire body to support him, and sweat broke out on his forehead:

Oh my god, what is going on?

He pinched his philtrum several times but failed to wake him up. Finally, he could only call the driver and the two of them worked together to send him to the hospital.

……

Yin Liting collapsed. This time, he was seriously ill and lay in the hospital in a coma for a day and a night.

"Master Jiang, is everything okay? Do you want to notify the Yin family?"

"Wait a little longer. The brain is not getting enough blood. If it's true as you said, it may not just be fatigue. It may also be caused by a combination of anxiety and excessive sadness. It doesn't seem to be a big problem at the moment, but you do need to rest well, at least to recover from this shock."

While registering him, Jiang Tuo distractedly checked the condition of the IV bottle for him, and then continued:

"It doesn't matter if these two days are enough."

If there are any more complications, it will be another blow to him. It is obvious that his current situation is mostly due to his mood.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Liting opened his eyes:

"I'm fine, no need to notify them. Fang Yi, where's my phone?"

Seeing that he was awake and speaking normally, they were both very excited:

"Brother Ting, how do you feel?"

"It's okay, Fang Yi——"

Seeing his stubbornness, the two exchanged glances and said nothing more. Fang Yi helped Yin Liting sit up, and Jiang Tuo helped him adjust the infusion line of the bottle, fearing that he would accidentally bleed.

Taking the phone, Yin Liting called Yu Qingluo.

[Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off...]

Not sure if she really turned off her phone or if she had blocked him, Yin Liting tried again to send her a message and make a video call. This time, the message went through, but still no one answered the video call.

"Fang Yi, Hengxin Securities... ahem, your phone."

Yin Liting stretched out his hand, but Fang Yi did not respond. Instead, he patted his back to help him breathe more easily, and then directly handed him half a cup of warm water.

Yin Liting shook his head and put the water aside. As soon as he reached out his hand again, the cup was placed back in his palm:

"She's been suspended. I've checked with the securities company for you. She hasn't been at work for the past two days, and the manager can't contact her."

"From what I know, she was preparing to resign and had already handed over her client list. Unexpectedly, she just changed another investment manager to contact the client, and the client chose to give up directly. The company gave her a small opening and allowed her to take a break. She was given the greatest degree of freedom in terms of performance. It is said that she does not have to work in the office, and she will still receive commissions if she has performance."

"It has been suspended for three months, and it is unknown whether it will come back early or delayed."

He knew that he would definitely ask questions when he woke up, so he called people early in the morning to check everything that could be checked.

"Three months?"

"Brother Ting, Miss Yu's family, friends, and career are all here. She will come back sooner or later. Don't be in a hurry. It's best to take care of your health first. Also, even if you find her now, she's probably angry. Instead of confronting her head-on, you should think about how to solve the problem between you. If the problem can't be solved, she will leave even if you find her. And what about those materials? Don't you have to check them or think of a reason to convince her?"

He had never heard him mention the prenuptial contract, and the issue with Zhu Nianqing had not been completely resolved yet. Fang Yi racked his brains to persuade him not to be impulsive and to avoid failure in the end.

He, a runner, can't afford to get hurt.

It was as if a basin of cold water was poured on him, and Yin Liting really calmed down. He also thought about these things, and then picked up the cup and drank the water.

……

Because of this illness, Yin Liting stayed in the hospital for three days. When he returned to Oriental International, it was already Sunday afternoon.

He had not been idle these days, but he had tried all kinds of ways to contact her and inquire about her news, but to no avail. He even tried to find out about the relationship between Yu Ziqiu and Yu Kehuan, but the responses they gave him were exactly the same:

She went out to relax, and I don't know where she went.

She did not reject anyone's contact, and did not even reject his messages, but all the messages fell on deaf ears without any response. Yin Liting didn't know whether she saw them or not, but he knew that she was resisting him entering her world again.

Fang Yi was asked to come and keep an eye on it in advance. Yuanbao's cattery had been thoroughly cleaned. When Yin Liting entered the room, Fang Yi was still there. All the things that Yu Qingluo had left behind had been put into a storage box by him.

"Brother Ting, I have packed all my things, but there is no such thing as a wall that is impenetrable. I am afraid this matter cannot be concealed for long. Do you really not need to hire a babysitter for you?"

He waved his hand, but Yin Liting's eyes did not leave the paper box of the rose doll on the dining table:

"No, don't worry, I'm not a child. It's okay. The company will have to trouble you to work harder recently."

She doesn't like outsiders coming into her home, it's her house.

"I understand, don't worry."

After seeing Fang Yi off, Yin Liting went to close the door, took the cat food, and called out:

"Yuanbao, come here."

Fortunately, it was there to wait with him.

Sitting down at the dining table, Yin Liting placed a cushion on the chair next to him. The cat meowed and nestled on it. As he stroked the cat's head, Yin Liting's heart still felt like it was being stabbed by needles:

This cat exists for her, and she was the one who trained it to have this habit. Yuanbao let her stay as she wished, but now she is not with him.

"She is so nice and understanding. She likes this home and so do I. There are memories of both of us here. She will understand that I am sincere and she will definitely come back, right?"

After stroking the cat's head again, Yin Liting turned over the storage box, picked up the pile of documents and materials she left behind, sorted them out one by one and began to look at them. As he moved his hand, an irregular photo suddenly fell out from the folded paper:

what?