King didn't answer. Instead, he looked at her face carefully and ordered softly, "Your face looks very bad. Go back and rest."
How long had it been since she had slept? Her previous energy levels were gone, and she was listless, which made people feel distressed.
Qingting pursed his lips and sighed softly.
"I'm not worried about this."
She refused to marry Leng Zhongyu, but before he was discharged from the hospital, she wanted to do her best to help him get through the most difficult period.
She couldn't imagine the scene after he learned the truth. She could help him as much as she could. This was what she owed him.
King's eyes were heavy and he seemed displeased, "He is not a child. There are so many people around him, and you are the only one missing."
Her eyes were sunken, and there were heavy shadows under her eye sockets, which made people feel distressed.
Fan Yuncan couldn't help but become anxious, "Master Rui, he is your biological brother, are you too ruthless?"
How can there be such a brother who doesn't care about brotherhood at all?
King's expression turned cold and he looked dismissive.
"Ruthless? Nosy. If you want to marry him, go ahead and marry him. If you want to push Ye Qingting into the pit of fire, I won't agree."
The corners of Qingting's mouth curled up. He had been here a long time ago. I don't know how much she had heard, but he still cared about her, even though he refused to admit it.
Fan Yuncan panicked and defended himself, "What kind of fire pit? Brother Shao is not the one. He is so kind, but he was injured like that just to save Qingting. It is both emotional and rational..."
She couldn't continue what she said. No matter what she did, she couldn't tell Qingting to divorce her and marry someone else.
The king's face became increasingly ugly, and he stared at her fiercely.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Qingting pushed him with a smile, "You go to the hotel first, I will wait for a while..."
Before she finished speaking, she was picked up and her body was suspended in the air. She was startled and subconsciously hugged his neck, "Hey, hey, what are you doing?"
"Let's go together." He strode down the stairs, taking each step steadily and holding his hands tightly.
Qingting looked at him blankly, feeling a hint of sweetness in her heart.
Fan Yuncan stared blankly at their retreating figures, his expression extremely complicated.
Qingting stayed up all night, was frightened and exhausted, and fell into the familiar embrace. He couldn't help but yawned, and his eyes narrowed involuntarily.
She felt so sleepy, but she had so much to say to him.
The king glanced at her, with a tenderness in his eyes that he didn't know he had.
"Go to sleep."
Qingting's head rubbed against his chest, like a snoozing kitten, very cute.
"Don't run away while I'm sleeping, stay with me."
King's chest was throbbing, and he said in a malicious voice, "Go to sleep quickly. If you don't sleep, I'll throw you down."
Qingting closed his eyes and smiled sweetly, "Are you willing to do it?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she fell asleep, breathing softly, sleeping peacefully and peacefully, her brows stretched.
Looking at the sleeping woman, his heart felt soft and he looked at her dreamily, reluctant to blink.
Qingting slept in a dark sky. I don’t know how long I slept. When I woke up, I felt my body was full of energy again, feeling comfortable and in good spirits.
She curved the corners of her mouth, opened her eyes and looked around. It was a very luxuriously decorated room. It was very large and very exquisite. Where was this?
A figure stood by the window, with his back to her, his tall body motionless, the setting sun hitting him with a layer of afterglow.