Zhao Lei nodded and didn't say anything more. It was He Bing's fate to be small. Whether she wanted to say it or not was her choice. No one could point fingers or help her make decisions.
"Then why did you ask me to come for dinner this time?" Zhao Lei asked with a smile.
He Bing glanced at Zhao Lei and said, "Brother, can't I treat you to dinner if I have nothing to do?"
Zhao Lei shrugged, "Okay, if you can, just don't speak and hold it back."
"...Brother, I heard that your company is selling prosthetics?"
Zhao Lei nodded, "Sell it. At present, our company's prostheses are the most advanced, robotic prostheses. Many hospitals in the country are discussing cooperation with Zhao. Bingbing, why do you ask this?"
"Oh...his right leg is broken. I want to buy him a prosthetic limb."
Zhao Lei paused while holding the knife and fork, "What, his leg is disabled?"
"Well, yes, it's disabled."
Zhao Lei looked at He Bing. When she said that his leg was broken or disabled, she had no expression at all. She seemed to be talking about a very ordinary thing. She didn't have any dislike at all.
"Okay, leave this to me." After saying that, Zhao Lei put down his knife and fork, wiped the corners of his lips elegantly with a napkin, and then stood up.
He Bing raised his head and said, "Brother, you are leaving, but you haven't finished eating yet..."
"I'm full." Before leaving, Zhao Lei gave He Bing a deep look, "Bingbing, other women love him without saying a single word and without doing anything to love him, but with you it's all the other way around.
You didn't say a word about loving him, but what you are doing now... is all about loving him."
Zhao Lei disappeared from sight.
He Bing stared blankly at the direction where Zhao Lei disappeared for a while, then slowly withdrew her gaze. She continued to eat her dinner. Although the steak on the plate was cold, she had no appetite and couldn't taste it.
"Auntie." He Bing called.
"Miss, what are your orders?"
"Is the porridge you made ready? Does it taste lighter?" He had just woken up, and it was better to have a lighter taste.
…
He Bing went upstairs and entered the room, but she didn't see Ye Ming.
Where did Ye Ming go?
She looked around and found that the door to the shower room was not fully closed.
She walked over, and through the crack in the door, she saw a tall and strong body. Ye Ming stood on one leg beside the sink, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and a cigarette in the two slender fingers of one hand.
He is smoking.
The green smoke blurred his handsome and profound face. He lowered his head and smoked, smoking very quickly.
He Bing pushed open the door and grabbed his cigarette, "No more smoking."
If he smokes here right after he wakes up, does his body not want it anymore?
Ye Ming looked at her with a cold look. She was not like this when she and Zhao Lei were having dinner downstairs just now. She was talking and laughing with Zhao Lei. How come she turned into ice cubes when she came to him?
He knew that she hated him very much now.
"I'll just smoke one." Ye Ming whispered.
"You are not allowed to smoke even one cigarette. You are not allowed to smoke in my room. You have made this place a mess!" He Bing frowned.
As expected, she despised him.
Ye Ming had a calm and handsome face, and he would stop spanking her if she refused, "Has your husband left?"
He Bing looked up at him but said nothing.
"If your husband leaves, then I will leave too."
He's leaving.
He Bing's red lips curled up slightly, "Can you go down the stairs with one leg?"
Ye Ming's eyes darkened, okay.
But he didn't speak, obviously not wanting her to see his current embarrassment.
"Have you had a woman in the past three years?" He Bing asked again.
Ye Ming didn't expect that she would ask this question, and frowned slightly, he said, "What do you mean?"
He Bing raised his hand and lazily tucked a strand of hair on his cheek behind his ear, "What do you mean, do you really don't understand or are you pretending not to understand? You only have one leg now. Can you have a woman? What about you?
Are the functions also lost along with it?”
Ye Ming stared at her, and her cold bright eyes were looking at him, as if she was interested in the question itself, or provocatively, just wanting to see his embarrassment.
He knew that she did it on purpose.
The raised Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, but he did not answer the question.
At this time, He Bing raised his foot and kicked his left leg, "I want to ask you something, are you mute?"
She was waiting for his answer.
Ye Ming stared at her hard. It was shameless for a girl to ask such a question to a mature man.
He put his hands into his trouser pockets and replied in a cold, hard voice, "I don't know, I haven't tried it."
In the past three years, he has not had a woman.
He doesn't even know what it's like to be a woman.
Hearing this answer, there was no change in He Bing's palm-sized face. She glanced at him lightly and said, "That's right. How can any woman like you like you now? You deserve it!"
Ye Ming refused to talk about this topic anymore and remained silent for a few seconds, "Where is my prosthetic limb?"
"have no idea."
"Send someone to find it for me."
With a few simple words, he was ordering her.
This man always gave orders, and even though he was disabled now, he had no sense of disobedience when he ordered her.
He Bing looked at his amputated right leg. The trouser leg there had been cut off by the doctor during bandaging. Only then did she confirm that he was really disabled, "You have to find it yourself."
Ye Ming's handsome and profound facial features suddenly sank, okay, he can't use her now.
He saw that her wings were stiff.
At this time, there was a "grunt" sound and his stomach growled. He had not eaten anything at night and he was hungry.
This sound was clearly heard by He Bing. She stared at the man and said, "Are you hungry?"
Ye Ming's skin was bronze, and even if he blushed, it would not be visible, but his facial contours were very stiff. He glanced at He Bing with sharp eyes, and she stared at him with bright eyes, looking at his jokes.
Woolen cloth.
"Prepare something to eat for me." He said in a tight voice.
"There's nothing to eat here."
Ye Ming frowned his heroic eyebrows and cursed in a low voice, "What a liar, I saw you eating steak just now!"
After the words fell, he regretted a little, because the girl's eyes were already staring at him, "So you saw it. I thought you were not only disabled but also blind."
Even if she didn't feed him, she still ridiculed him. Ye Ming pursed her thin lips into a cold arc, "I'm leaving."
He waved his sleeves and left.
"Ye Ming, stop!" He Bing grabbed his sleeve and refused to let him go.
The next second, Ye Ming reached out and pushed her directly against the wall. His tall body immediately cast a shadow in front of her eyes, "He Bing, that's enough, you've gone too far!"
He Bing looked up at him. He was really angry, his eyes were wide-eyed, and he was biting his cheek. He looked very scary.