Good Morning, Mr. President!

However, I can't install a switch in my heart, and I can't control the emotional affairs by myself.

"You believe it?" Yu Zeyao asked.

"I have no reason not to believe it." Jing Yu felt his voice dropped a lot. She looked at the man's unemotional Jun Yan. "I've seen you together at the White Feather Palace, and I've seen you together on the cruise ship. Once again, she greeted foreign guests with you. I think these are enough to explain you It's a good match. It's not surprising that you can actually get married. "

His eyes were a little colder, just because she mentioned Mo Huan's comfort, and at this moment all turned into smoke and replaced with Yu Zu. She said it all too calmly. Too far from the reaction he had when he heard her calling the man's name in his sleep.

If he thought he was going to marry another man, he asked himself that he couldn't be as calm as her.

"You think we'll get married, but you're still so sleepy. Don't question, don't get angry, let alone jealous?" He asked quietly.

Jing Yu was silent for a moment, she lowered her eyes down to the ground, and then raised her eyes again, looking at him, "Do you want me to be jealous?"

He looked at her calm and beautiful face, suddenly feeling weak. Their feelings were not equal, he knew from the beginning.

Only now that she was approaching herself step by step, he began to unconsciously want to force more. I hope her affection for herself is the same as his affection for her. I hope she will lose her mind for herself, and hope that she will suffer for her as he did to her.

"Forget it." Even himself felt boring. Yu Zeyao finally just removed his hand resting on the door. "Go in."

Nothing to say, just walk inside. Jing Yu looked at the back and sighed quietly.

She could see that he was angry, at least, by making him unhappy. But in this matter, she really should be unhappy. Even if she asked Mo Huan, he didn't give her an explanation or a statement in the end.

Didn't explain or couldn't explain?

Jing Yu couldn't see the person's thoughts.

She followed him in. But he was not a man of no manners. Even though he was not happy just now, after entering the house, he would not leave her alone and embarrass her.

He took her to his mother. "Mom, we are back."

Mrs. Yu looked at Jing Yu with a smile, holding Jing Yu's hand and hitting her son, "It's not easy for you to come back. Dr. Jing, sit quickly. Hungry! It's past 12 o'clock."

Madam is as enthusiastic as ever, no, it's better than ever. Moreover, he didn't ask anything about them, which made Jingyu feel much more relaxed. After all, the mood of being here today is very different from the mood of being here before.

The lady led Jing Yu and sat down beside her. Yu Zeyao glanced at her and saw that she didn't ask for help with her, so she let them sit down. He sat down opposite her.

At the dinner table, Mrs. Yu has been serving Jingyu. Jing Yu was embarrassed to refuse, all picked up, remembered something, and asked with concern: "Madam, how are your legs now? What did the teacher say?"

"It's a lot better. Professor Luo said he doesn't have to come every week now, just look at it for a month. I mostly walk by myself now. No need to borrow a wheelchair."

"That's good." Jing Yu nodded comfortably.

Yu Zeyao sat opposite her, looking at her small expressions, her expression deep.

Jing Yu noticed that he was looking at himself, and when the sight projected, he no longer looked at her. Meal without expression.

Mrs. Yu noticed something was wrong and asked her son, "What's wrong? I don't talk much when I enter the door."

"It's nothing."

"What's up?" Madam gave her son a dish. Yu Zenan was eccentric next to him, his brother and sister-in-law had it, but he didn't. Yu Zeyao moved the dishes in his bowl to Yu Zenan, and then said slowly: "It's not a matter of business, it's a business."

"The official mom can't help you. If it's a private matter, you can say it and let me enlighten."

Yu Zenan laughed, "Mom, you have to hand over the enlightened work in the future."

Mrs. Yu understood and smiled at Jingyu. "Yes, in the future, if you have any concerns, you can just talk to Dr. Jing. Dr. Jing will definitely comfort me better than me."

Yu Zeyao looked at Jing Yu and said nothing. But Jing Yu knew that this person must have a considerable opinion on this sentence. In his eyes, she was not a caring person. Instead, she always made him angry somehow.

She did not answer, and did not give him the opportunity to harm herself. Even if it hurt her in my heart.

This meal is actually relatively easy to eat. Only he was bored and didn't talk much.

Yu Zeyao sent her to the door of the Vice Presidential Palace and said to her, "Get off."

He didn't get out of the car and was on business in the afternoon.

Jingyu got off. He didn't say anything, but he stopped again. He told her, "Don't run around. It's not safe outside."

She nodded, looking at the bodyguard standing at the door. "Even if I really want to run, I can't go out. They just listen to you."

"Just know it, go in."

He closed the door. Jing Yu subconsciously pressed the side of the door, Yu Zeyao frowned, and pushed the door open, afraid to press her hand. He looked at her snowy five fingers, not angry, "Be careful!"

Jing Yu originally wanted to ask him when he would return, but he was reprimanded, and the words were put back into his stomach. She put her hand down, and the words at the exit became, "When did you say you would let me talk to Jing Rong, when is it?"

Yu Zeyao didn't know that she had turned a hundred times in her heart, only ‘um’, “Go in and wait.”

After that, he looked at her, "Anything else to ask?"

Jing Yu thought about it and shook his head.

Yu Zeyao had expected that she would bring up Mohuan again. Filed twice within a period of time, at least it shows that he cares. But she didn't.

Yu Zeyao instructed the driver to drive, and Jing Yu watched the car disappear from her sight until she was completely invisible. She was inexplicably empty.

The cold wind came, and she turned around and returned to the room.

As soon as he put down his bag, took a bath, changed his clothes at home, the housekeeper went upstairs and knocked on the door.

"Ms. Jing, have your video call."

Jing Yu quickly opened the door, but the housekeeper held her mobile phone in front of her. She knew it was Jing Rong and was very happy.

Click to connect, Jing Rong's face appeared in front of himself. There was some tears in Jing Yu's eyes. After all, he was a child. At the moment, his illness and pain brought him up, but she could only leave him alone abroad.

"Sister, well, why are you crying?" Jing Rong was lying there on the white sheet, trying to make himself look as relaxed as possible.