Yang Yu helped Di Cheng leave the conference room and returned to the ward in the west wing.
Faced with the sudden change, the Wei family was in a hurry. They thought that Di Cheng would be a 'gangster' force, but now he 'turned into a phoenix' and became Yang Yu's fiancé, especially after learning from Assistant Wang that Yang Yu was not the same person.
After assuming an ordinary identity, I became even more nervous and uneasy.
After all, thinking back carefully, their attitude towards Di Cheng was not very friendly.
"Mr. Wei, thank you for your hospitality. Now I have something to say to my fiancé. Are you..." Yang Yu smiled at Wei Yunhuan and others.
"Oh, okay, you guys chat first. If you need anything, just ask. We'll wait outside." Wei Yunhuan nodded repeatedly and forced Mu Qiaoyun, who had a strange expression, to leave the room.
"Do you know him?" Lying on the hospital bed, Di Cheng pointed to the unconscious Sha Lang next to him.
"I know your bodyguard. I lost news with you at the time."
"My identity is..."
Yang Yu blinked slyly: "Killer, look at the wounds all over his body, can't you guess it?"
"What happened to me?"
"I still want to ask you. You disappeared suddenly a month ago and couldn't be contacted no matter how hard you tried. At first I thought you were performing some secret mission as usual and needed to cut off contact with the outside world. Until half a month ago in Japan
I found the bodies of three of your men on Kyushu Island, and then I thought that you might have met with an accident. At that time, I was almost crazy with anxiety, and I searched all over the world for you. I didn’t expect that God was so kind to us, that we met here by chance.
This time I came to Taihu Lake and I really came to the right place." Yang Yu leaned gently on Di Cheng's arms, his face full of smiles and happiness.
Feeling the slight heat coming from Di Cheng's body, Yang Yu blushed slightly, but a voice quietly sounded in his heart: "You fell into my hands after all, Jin Yixuan, I said, what should be mine is absolutely
I can't run away. Is this a mistake? Or is it fate?"
At this moment, Yang Yu's "happiness" may not be true, but his "smile" comes from the heart.
Di Cheng did not deliberately refuse Yang Yu's intimacy: "I have a question that may not be appropriate at the moment, but...when did we meet? Where did we meet?"
"Five years ago, in our school, when I was a freshman, I was painting in the woods. You seemed to be fighting with someone. The other person kidnapped me and you saved me. Then..." Yang Yu raised his head and pointed his slender white fingers.
The tip scratched Di Cheng's throat: "Do you have any impression?"
Di Cheng thought for a while and finally shook his head, but vaguely, there seemed to be a familiar feeling!
"Don't be in a hurry, take your time, recover from your injuries first, and after you fully recover, I will take you to the place where we made memories, and then... hold a wedding. Whether you recognize me or not, I will
She's your wife." Yang Yu suddenly raised his head, tapped Di Cheng's lips with his delicate red lips, and quickly curled up again.
Her face was flushed with embarrassment and her heartbeat was racing. This was her first kiss!
It's a pity that Di Cheng remained unmoved. His consciousness of self-protection still controlled him. What he thought about most at the moment was to retrieve his memory. Because the feeling of not knowing anyone now made him feel flustered and without the slightest sense of security.
feel.
And... there was always a strange cry in his subconscious, reminding him... Danger! Danger!
Does this calling originate from the present, or is it the last moment of consciousness before coma!
Di Cheng couldn't think clearly and had no way of verifying it. He closed his eyes and said softly: "I'm tired, let's take a nap."
When Di Cheng's breathing became even, Yang Yu also calmed down her frantic heartbeat. She slowly stood up and stared quietly. Her fingertips lightly traced the sharp outline of his face. This was the first time she had looked at him so closely.
This man.
He cannot be said to be handsome, but he has an intoxicating fortitude that is fascinating. Thinking of his identity, his experience, and his actions, this feeling becomes stronger and stronger.
Emperor?! Just this word, fascinated all the ministers!
Love?! It’s hard to talk about it, but there is a strong feeling of conquest**!
With his fingertips resting on Di Cheng's lips, Yang Yu whispered softly: "No wonder Jin Yixuan was captured by you, a man who can stir up troubles in the world... It's really different. Before, you were hers, but now, fate has played a trick, give it to me again
The opportunity, you...are mine, completely belong to me, no one can take it away!"
Squeak!
Yang Yu left the ward and came to the courtyard outside.
Wei Yunhuan, who was waiting, quickly came up to him: "Miss Yang, don't worry, he just woke up and is a little weak. He should be able to recover quickly as long as he takes care of himself for a while."
"Mr. Wei, Miss Mu, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
"Please!" Wei Yunhuan and Mu Qiaoyun looked at each other and nodded one after another.
Yang Yu led the two of them to the corner of the yard. After making sure that there was no one else around, he lowered his voice slightly and said: "Mr. Wei, Miss Mu, I am very grateful to you for saving my fiancé. I will never forget this kindness."
, the Yang family will not forget it either.
To be honest, my fiancé’s status is somewhat special, and his current situation is quite dangerous, so... I hope you can keep it a secret for me, and don’t mention this matter to anyone, just pretend that you have never met this person.
In return, this cooperation agreement can be changed accordingly. If you feel it is inappropriate, you can make adjustments. In addition..."
With that said, Yang Yu took out a check from his arms and handed it to Wei Yunhuan: "It's an empty check. You can fill it out as much as you want. It's my personal thoughts. I hope you will accept it."
Wei Yunhuan was excited for a moment and handed over the check without any courtesy. He thanked him repeatedly: "Ms. Yang, you are too polite. I don't know anything about Mr. Qin, nor does the whole Wei family know about it. Don't worry, I will do it cleanly."
Mu Qiaoyun quietly looked at Yang Yu, and her intuition told her that there seemed to be something weird in it. As for what was weird... she really couldn't think of it for a while. She wanted to refuse Yang Yu's 'gift', but seeing Wei Yunhuan's excitement,
I'm afraid it would be harder to hand over the check than to kill him.
Yang Yu showed a slight smile and looked at Mu Qiaoyun: "Miss Mu, I will leave the cooperation-related matters to you and my assistant. I believe you will have a pleasant cooperation. I want to live here during this period, I don't know.
Convenient or not.”
Mu Qiaoyun almost refused directly, but finally suppressed his impulse with reason and smiled: "There are many vacant rooms in the west wing. I will arrange for someone to clean them later, so I can move in tonight."
"Sorry for bothering you." Yang Yu thanked him with a smile and returned to the ward again.
Seeing Yang Yu disappear, Wei Yunhuan almost jumped up with excitement, and at the same time he couldn't help but sigh, "That boy is so handsome!"
Yang Yu's temperament is a combination of fashion and pride, like a rose in full bloom, fragrant, and like a princess leaving the palace, extremely noble. This kind of woman is exactly the kind of person who can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.
Miss, ordinary people are not qualified to be taken seriously, let alone getting close to her.
Unexpectedly, the guy who looked like a gangster turned out to be her fiancé!
It’s time to lament that boy’s beauty, and it’s time to sigh... flowers are always filled with cow dung!
"Father, I think this matter is not that simple. I haven't heard that Yang Yu has any fiancé?" Mu Qiaoyun lowered his voice.
"Don't worry, there are so many things that are not simple. I heard that this Yang Yu is the daughter of a huge family. He is extremely noble. Does he have a fiancé that he needs to report to us?" Wei Yunhuan's current mood is:
No one can destroy it. I looked at the check in my hand happily. This time it was genuine. How much should I add? One million? Five million? Or...hiss...do you want ten million?
Mu Qiaoyun rolled her eyes helplessly. At this moment, a feeling of loss that even she couldn't believe flashed through her heart.
"Sister-in-law, who is that elder sister?" Fanfan raised his little head and asked curiously.
"It's a guest."
"Then why did you kick Fanfan out?" Fanfan pouted dissatisfiedly.
Mu Qiaoyun didn't know how to answer, so she reached out and picked up Fanfan: "Sister-in-law, I'll take you to eat lollipops."
"No, Fanfan wants an uncle."
"Uncle is tired and needs a rest. Can we see him again tomorrow?"
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