Cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and my heart was beating violently. Sumino Hitomi's hand was still close to my cheek, and it was warm. A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he slowly retracted his hand.
I moved to the side so that I could see clearly the person coming out of the room opposite.
Yu Bei?
Although he is not the person I was expecting, it has nothing to do with guessing. Jun Changqian has been ignoring me for the past few days. It turns out that he has already arranged for someone to monitor me. Xianqingle Siyuan's perfunctory treatment of me also came from him!
Oh, he was so conscientious in pretending to be a parent! After pushing me to Sum Yetong, he was afraid that I would go too far, so he specially sent someone to monitor me!
I turned around and left, slamming the door, but was pushed open by two hands at the same time.
"You are silent!"
"You little heartless thing."
They both spoke at the same time. The one in front was Sen Yetong, and the one in the back was naturally Yu Bei.
I sat on the bed with my back to them, opened my schoolbag casually, took out the book from it, and didn't want to pay attention to them at all.
Yu Bei clicked his tongue twice, walked up to me, and reached out to hook my chin. This move was blocked by Cen Yetong's palm, and he stared at him coldly, with fire in his eyes.
Yu Bei likes to tease me. Ever since he was little, he has used all the methods to make me angry. Except for touching me, I treat him as if I haven't heard or seen anything else. I never pay attention to him.
He didn't dare to touch me in front of Chang Qian.
Jun Changqian...
Only then did Yu Bei face the existence of Cen Yetong, folded his hands on his chest, and asked: "Hey, little girl, is this your little boyfriend?"
Sum Yetong was very unhappy when he said this: "Do you want to fight one on one?" The implication is that this matter is not decided by who is older and who is younger. The truth will be revealed under the fist.
Yu Bei stretched out a hand, waved it casually, and sat down next to me, completely ignoring Sen Yetong's anger.
"Little girl, how long do you want to stay outside?" Yu Bei asked me seriously.
I ignored him. I had never thought about this problem myself. I didn’t have much money, and I couldn’t live in hotels all the time.
Yu Bei couldn't get an answer from me, so he looked up at Sum Yehitong, who had been standing with a thin and handsome face, and said in a disdainful tone: "Little girl, you're just going to kill yourself for a boy like this."
My uncle abandoned me? Pity my brothers..."
What does abandonment mean? It sounds so ugly. Now he wants to be with Ji Minmin and doesn't want me, okay? I've been out for so many days and he hasn't even called me.
Cen Yetong asked: "Are you Yu Bei? General manager of Juncheng, fourth son of Jiangnan, Yu Bei, the eldest son of the Yu family in S City?"
Yu Bei raised his eyebrows, and there was more content in his eyes: "You know quite a lot, Mr. Cen."
Cen Yetong suddenly lost his anger and said hello calmly: "Hello, Uncle Yu."
"Uncle Yu? Ahem~" Yu Bei had just called him my little boyfriend, a boy, but now he felt that being called Uncle Yu was too old.
Sen Yetong didn't show any sign of being a rebel. His face was very calm and his eyes were sincere, as if Yu Bei's contempt and disdain for him just now had never happened. He said calmly: "Buyu is my girlfriend."
, you are her uncle's good friend, according to your seniority, I should call you that."
Yu Bei choked again and stopped arguing with him about the title. He pulled him aside and said, "Since you call me uncle, can you help my uncle persuade the little girl who ran away from home to go back?"
Sen Yetong said: "It depends on the willingness to look at the words."
"If you say it, you haven't said it yet." He walked towards me and bowed slightly: "Little girl, are you really not going back?"
I wrote a few big words on the paper: "You are very annoying, get out!"
Cen Yetong frowned slightly and said to Yu Bei: "Uncle Yu, I have a question and I want to ask you. Can I go to your room?"
Yu Bei looked at me and inadvertently let go of what he was holding, and the documents were scattered on the floor.
It was a contract with notes on it. It was Jun Changqian's handwriting, which I recognized. However, the one facing me had not been signed where it should be signed. Obviously, this document was half-read just now.
There seems to be only one explanation for this document being in Yu Bei's hands. Yu Bei came here just for this document. And the owner of the document accidentally left it in the guest room opposite.
Therefore, my guess is correct. He has always stayed in the guest room opposite, not Yu Bei!
Is he still worried about me after all? Then why would he treat me like that?
Yu Bei picked up the document, glanced at me, and said to Cen Yetong: "Sorry, Mr. Cen, I was in a hurry to go to the hospital, but I saw the little girl, so I was delayed for a while."
Hospital? Is he going to the hospital with this contract?
I reached out and pulled his sleeve, gesturing with my hand: "Why are you going to the hospital?"
Cen Yetong answered for him: "Of course it's to see a patient. Jun Buyu, aren't you very smart? Shengya's long-term first, uh no, second, what kind of idiotic question is this now?"
I pulled on Yu Bei's sleeve persistently, exerting so much force on my fingertips that blue-white color appeared under my fingernails. The bad premonition in my heart became stronger, making my hands tremble slightly.
Yu Bei turned around and looked at me. He looked at me intently for a few seconds and then raised his lips: "You are such a heartless little thing, do you still know how to ask me a few questions?"
"Who are you going to the hospital to see?" I blurted out in desperation because my fingers were tightly holding his sleeves.
This was the first time Yu Bei heard me speak. For the first time in seven years from eight to fifteen years old, he opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Little girl, can you speak?"
"Jun Changqian is hospitalized?" Although it was a question, I said it in an affirmative tone.
Yu Bei nodded, surprised that I could speak. He stared at me blankly, and then looked at Cen Yetong: "What's your credit?"
Sen Yetong put his hands in his pockets and stood leaning against the door. There was a trace of imperceptible annoyance in his eyes and he shrugged.
Jun Changqian is hospitalized?!
This information lingered in my mind for less than a second, and I jumped up. I didn't even have time to carry my bag, opened the door, walked out, and entered the elevator.
"Oh, girl!" Yu Bei chased after her, followed closely by Cen Yetong.
There were only three of us in the elevator. My eyes fell on the glass mirror. The girl in the mirror had a pair of dark eyes full of anxiety and worry.
Yu Bei leaned towards me and said: "Don't worry too much, it's not a serious problem. It's just that Junshi has too much work these days. You know, he just took over Junshi, from people to things.
, I had to deal with it all. After staying up all night for several nights, and with the cold spring weather these past few days, the nights were extremely cold. No, it was just a cold. When the hotel called me in the morning, his fever had reached nearly 40 degrees.
Still..."
Suddenly he paused and didn't say any more, and turned to accuse me: "You are a little heartless, right?"
It turns out it’s for work, not because of me. I feel a little disappointed in my heart. At the age of fifteen, I always like to take myself too seriously. “Then, the person who has been living in the room opposite me is Jun. It’s me.
Uncle?"
In desperation just now, it was not very good to call Yu Bei by his name in front of him, so I immediately changed my words.
Yu Bei leaned against the elevator wall: "You can ask him this question yourself later."
Yu Bei was driving and when Sum Yetong was about to get in the car, I held him back.
"What do you want to do?" I asked him.
"I'll help you. Didn't you promise me a long time ago?" Sum Yetong said matter-of-factly.
"He is sick, do you want to make him angry to death?" Cen Yetong is not a vicious person. Although Jun Changqian may not be jealous, although he has compromised and allowed Cen Yetong to date me, it does not mean that
He was no longer angry.
Sum Yetong suddenly looked at me seriously, without blinking. For about ten seconds, Yu Bei was already urging us in the car, and then he put his hands in his pockets and answered me: "Okay.
Come on, I’ll wait for you at the hotel!”
I was so anxious that I didn't care whether I would come back to the hotel or not. I hurriedly got in the car and went to the hospital with Yu Bei.
Along the way, Yu Bei did not forget to express his curiosity, asking me when I started talking. If Jun Changqian knew that I started talking because I was worried about him, he would definitely be very happy, and the chatter would be extremely noisy.
The hospital where Jun Changqian stayed was not the one I went to last time after I was injured at the construction site, but another private hospital. He is now the top decision-maker of the Jun family, and his status is very different. If the media knows that he is hospitalized, they will make false accusations.
If so, it is estimated that it will cause turmoil in Jun's stock.
As soon as Yu Bei's car stopped, I got out of the car and ran to the building he just pointed to. I followed the ward number and saw his name in the third room next to the elevator.
The door to the ward was ajar, and it wasn't until I was standing here that I remembered what to say to him as the first thing I said when I saw him. Say "Uncle, I'm back." or "Uncle, how are you doing?"
” or “Uncle, what do you want to eat now?”
With this thought in mind, I actually recited it to the ajar door. Then I felt that these three sentences were too plain. Why don't I just apologize, saying that I shouldn't be angry, saying that I don't like Cen Yetong, saying that I
Is it wrong to run away from home at a young age?
I bit my lip and put my hand on the door, but couldn't knock it for a long time. Then I heard a chuckle behind me. When I looked back, I saw Jun Changqian standing at the door of the second ward, holding a medical record in his hand.
After not seeing him for a few days, he had lost a lot of weight. His facial features, which were originally deep and three-dimensional, became more and more sculpture-like, and his thin lips were raised.
He walked toward me with his slender legs and answered the question I just asked: "I'm fine, I just have a cold. I didn't feel hungry just now and didn't want to eat, but now I think about it, will you go out with me to eat something?"
"
He acted like a normal person. I thought he was angry, but it turned out that it was only for a brief moment that night.
His fingers were whiter, and they were printed on the wooden door of the ward, showing a hint of paleness. He put the medical records in, changed from the hospital clothes to casual clothes, a light brown double-breasted windbreaker, and his figure was still so good that it was amazing
