Yi Ren from afar

Sun Zhanyi went to get the backpack that blocked Ye Mingyuan's face, but Ye Mingyuan held onto it tightly and didn't let go. When he heard the door closing, Ye Mingyuan cried even harder.

Sun Zhanyi felt his heart was shattered by the crying, hugged Ye Mingyuan tightly, and comforted him in a low voice: "Okay, okay, I won't force you anymore..."

Suddenly the phone rang, Ye Mingyuan suppressed his crying, took off his backpack, lowered his eyes and said: "I'm fine, you answer the phone."

Sun Zhanyi stroked Ye Mingyuan's bleeding lips with his thumb. Ye Mingyuan looked at him and said with a smile, "It's really all right, answer the phone."

Ye Mingyuan went to the bathroom to wash his face, looked at himself in the mirror and said: It's a shame.

Ye Mingyuan returned to the living room, wiped his face with the tissue in his backpack, looked at Sun Zhanyi who was hugging him in the small mirror, and said with a smile, "I'm leaving."

Sun Zhanyi sent him to the car, closed the car door, turned to the other three people and said, "You are all transferred from the main house, and I trust the most. The people in the car are very important, more important than my life."

Several people raised their heads in surprise, then immediately lowered their heads and said, "Brother Yi, please rest assured."

The driver brought the car over, and Sun Zhanyi got into the car, thinking of Ye Mingyuan smiling and waving goodbye to him, feeling depressed and uncomfortable.

The driver saw the man clutching his heart in the rearview mirror, and asked worriedly, "President, are you alright?"

Sun Zhanyi rubbed his eyebrows and said, "It's okay."