Zhao Lei nodded and didn't say anything more. It was He Bing's fate to be small. Whether she wanted to or not, it 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 prosthetics 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 and said, "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 by the washstand, 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 coldly. She was not like this when she and Zhao Lei were having dinner downstairs just now. She was talking and laughing with Zhao Lei, but why did she turn 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?"