Good Morning, Mr. President!

The driver looked at Qi Jinnian with gratitude, and then said: "Ms. Jing, sir must explain you must take you there. So, don't embarrass me. You should send this thing in person."

The driver's face was distressed, Qi Jinnian even stood beside him, Jing Yu considered for a moment, or changed his clothes and followed the driver.

Sitting in the car, my thoughts are drifting all the way.

She and Yu Zeyao are not even friends, and it is no harm to say goodbye to him. But she got in the car.

She glanced at the driver in the rearview mirror. The driver also seemed to perceive the gaze she projected and smiled at her, "Ms. Jing, do you have something to ask?"

Jing Yu didn't keep silent anymore, he just asked, "Is your husband all right?"

"Not yet." The driver shook his head. "Originally said it was okay, but there was a problem last time. Recently, doctors still come to the house every day. However, Ms. Jing is assured, although not complete, she is already Slowly recovered. "

Jing Yu only nodded, he knew it, and did not respond to the driver's words.

Car, all the way to the Vice Presidential Palace smoothly. When Jing Yu arrived, Yu Zeyao was not there.

Jing Yu put down the wrapped tie clip and wanted to leave, but walked to the door and was stopped by two bodyguards on the court. "Miss Jing, Mr. Vice President will let you wait in the office. He will come later come back."

"I've put down his stuff, even if I leave now it won't affect."

The bodyguard said blankly: "Sorry, Miss Jing, this is Mr.'s explanation. Please go back and sit."

The two bodyguards are burly, and Jing Yu has also seen it. She wasn't going to hit them with a pebbles anyway, anyway, her luggage was packed, there was nothing else in the afternoon, etc.

Thinking about this, she turned back to the hall. The housekeeper immediately called the maid to step forward and poured her juice.

I do n’t know when Yu Zeyao will be back. Jing Yu sat bored and turned around in the manor. By the time the mighty car line drove to the Vice Presidential Palace, it was already dark.

Jingyu didn't stay anymore and walked to the door of the villa.

I saw him get off the second car, wearing a black trench coat. The cold wind raised the coat of the windbreaker, and in the dusk, the face was tightly stretched. At a glance, she saw her standing not far away, looking colder than she had just been.

It seems that he is in a bad mood today.

Maybe it's something tricky at work?

Jing Yu speculated, feeling that he was not here today.

His eyes did not stay on her before he pulled away. He walked inwardly and said, "Invite Miss Jing in!"

A few words, cold and hard. Jing Yu almost suspected that he had provoked the man himself.

"I'm not going in." She said before she could speak to the servant.

Yu Zeyao stepped back and looked at her with cold eyes.

Jing Yu inexplicably did not like his unwarranted and unwarm attitude, and his look was aloof, "I have put things in it, it's not too late now, Jin Nian is still waiting for me to go back for dinner."

Yu Zeyao just gave her a cold look, and said nothing, her thin lips were tight, and she turned in.

"..." Jing Yu was heartbroken. Who is this? !!

"Miss King, please." Cheng En came over and asked for a "Please" gesture. She knew that she had no choice now. Sigh, in the end, had to go inside.

"He is in a bad mood today?" She whispered Cheng En.

"Well. That's been the case these days."

"Oh." Then it has nothing to do with her, and he will never offend him. Jing Yu was slightly relieved.

Jing Yu followed Cheng En and the housekeeper said, "Ms. Jing, sir said that I would let you go to the study."

Jing Yu took off his coat and gave it to the housekeeper. I saw that the tie clip on the coffee table was still there. He didn't take it away, so she took it in her hand and went upstairs.

The house was too big, and even though she had been here a few times, she was still new to everything here. Fortunately, a servant led her.

In front of the study door, she knocked on the door, only to hear his voice, and pushed in. He was sitting at his desk and smoking now.

He wore only a white shirt. The tie had been removed, and three shirt buttons had been unbuttoned, revealing the collarbone and a large **** breast. He smoked heavily, and after the rising haze, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her, looking dangerous.

This look is arrogant and seductive.

Jing Yu was inexplicably nervous and had a heartbeat disorder. She pursed her lips a little, passed the things in her hand, and put them on the desk. "This is yours. I brought them with me several times before, but I forgot each time."

She looked at him with her clear beautiful eyes, and then said, "I'm gone."

"Apart from this, you have nothing else to tell me?" Yu Zeyao didn't even look at the tie clip at all. He lifted his eyes and gave her a heavy look, slowly extinguishing the cigarette butts on his hands.

His hands are clear-boned and slender. The action of extinguishing smoke is also elegant and extraordinary.

Jing Yu's gaze fell on his hands, thinking something, but finally shaking his head, "Nothing."

The cigarette **** was completely extinguished, leaving no trace of light. Yu Zeyao stood up, bypassed the desk, and stood blankly in front of Jing Yu. His tall figure, coupled with the light and shadow on his head, approached so much that Jing Yu felt full of invisible oppression.

She stepped back subconsciously, her hips resting on the edge of the desk. She stared at him alertly, "You ..."

"Where do you want to go?"

She hadn't finished her words, and he had been taken coldly by him. She hadn't returned yet, and the next moment, the man wrapped her slender waist and lifted the whole person to the desk behind her.

He pushed her knees away from her knees, and her tall body had been squeezed between her legs, very aggressive.

"You step back." Jing Yu pressed his shoulders against his shoulders hardly to let him approach him so smoothly. The last time he took advantage of him on the cruise ship, her incompetence had made her extremely upset.

However, her push-back force was like an ant shaking a tree to an adult man. Yu Zeyao ignored her hand, just pinched her chin, raised her face, and let her gaze up with herself, "Have you gone to Milich, have you asked my opinion?"

Jing Yu stunned.

She hadn't thought of going to Milich, he would know. This was originally a decision within the hospital.

"You ... follow me?"

He sneered, "Not only."

Jing Yu's bright eyes looked at him, only to hear him so straightforward, "I investigate you, follow you, and ... I will control your stay."

In the last few words, he lowered his tone, "Milicy, don't even think about it!"

[I will update here tonight for the time being, and the remaining chapter will be updated tomorrow, but the exact time is not yet clear. Because there was a very, very bad plagiarism incident today, I spend my time on the color palette today, and I am preparing to fight the plagiarism author tomorrow. ]