President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 158 The Long Road: The Provocateur

"Su Yaoyang, you are the only one who can make Man Luo happy..." Ouyang Yu stood behind Su Yaoyang, his eyes were very clear.

There was an indescribable clarity in those eyes, but there was also a strong sense of oppression.

What is he thinking about.

He is the only one who can make Gu Manluo happy, and there is only so much he, Ouyang Yu, can do for her in his life.

Su Yaoyang didn't look back, he just quietly watched Gu Manluo on the hospital bed, frowning slightly.

"Su Yaoyang, if you abandon Man Luo and ignore her at this time, you are too heartless!" Ouyang Yu shouted violently.

He knew that Su Yaoyang fell in love with Chang Yihuan, even deeply, perhaps to a degree that even he could not have imagined. He knew that his thinking was very selfish, but for Gu Manluo, why not be a little selfish?

Su Yaoyang has been standing quietly outside the glass door of the intensive care unit, looking at the haggard face that is almost unfamiliar, the tip of his nose is sore.

He had to consider what the doctor said. Although Ouyang Yu's words were a bit selfish, they made sense.

So what if Ouyang Yu's words were selfish?

May I ask, Gu Manluo has paid so much for him over the years, and what has he paid for Gu Manluo?
In the last period of her life, what he should do is to give her the best things and let her go without any regrets.

"Su Yaoyang, you're really talking!" Ouyang Yu stared closely at Su Yaoyang's back.

He hated the feeling of being suffocated. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Su Yaoyang, afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Su Yaoyang turned around suddenly, his water-like eyes fixed on Ouyang Yu's, "What do you want me to say?"

"Yu, remember one sentence, doing is always more practical than saying it will come."

Taking advantage of Ouyang Yu's announcement, he quickly left and disappeared into the bright sunny sky.

He is like an angel, passing through layers of space, and disappearing into the distant sky little by little.

Ouyang Yu froze in place, not knowing why.

He just felt that Su Yaoyang's whole temperament was different, as if he had buried all the people who passed by and regained a path of no return.

Chang Yihuan was rushed to the hospital. The doctor operated overnight and sewed up her wound. Fortunately, the mirror was relatively thick. Although she struck hard, the wound was relatively shallow and did not hurt the throat.

The doctor carefully bandaged Chang Yihuan's wound and treated the blood stains. After the whole process was over, Chang Yihuan was brought back to Su Yaohui's mansion.

Chang Yihuan's injury was not serious, but she was bleeding profusely, which looked scary. At this moment, due to the excessive blood loss, she was half asleep and half awake.

She knew what Su Yaohui had done, although she didn't want to come to this place very much, but she didn't have the strength to refuse, and she couldn't help herself.

Chang Yihuan was lying on the head of the bed, half asleep and half awake like this, waking up and dreaming, dreaming and waking up again.

Su Yaohui sat quietly not far away, staring at her without blinking, as if staring at some stranger.

I have to say that when Chang Yihuan slashed hard at his throat just now, he was really scared.

You obviously care so much, you love her so much, you care about her so much, why do you want to hurt her?
Even Su Yaohui himself couldn't understand this question.

He only knows that he hurt her, maybe, from now on, she really won't look at him again, even if she looks at him, the eyes must be full of contempt.

Although the doctor gave her a painkiller injection, he could still hear her distress in her light or shallow breathing.

He sat beside her and gently stroked her hair that fell on her forehead and covered her eyes, "Yihuan, does it hurt?"

She didn't look at her, she didn't even lift her eyelids, she turned her face sideways, and turned the back of her head to him.

Su Yaohui knew that she was angry with him, but for a while he couldn't think of any way to make her happy, so he retreated embarrassingly.

"Yihuan, you must hate me very much, don't you want to see me?" Su Yaohui sat there with his head down, like a child who admitted his mistake, and also seemed to be talking to himself.

Chang Yihuan closed her eyes, she could hear his words clearly, but she just didn't want to look at him, let alone pay attention to him, so she chose to remain silent.

Many times, silence is a good thing. When you hate someone, silence is the best weapon and the best rejection.

When you have a crush on someone, silence is the best protection, it can protect you from ridicule and hurt, so that you can always like the person you like quietly.

She didn't hate Su Yaohui for what he did to her, but she just felt that he was no longer the Su Yaohui she knew back then.

That big boy who could talk and laugh to make her happy had long since left her, and what appeared in front of her now was just a man who was greedy for profit and only knew how to get it by any means.

"Yihuan, don't treat me like this, just say something to me, okay?"

"Even if you say you hate me, or you take a look at me and bite me."

Su Yaohui stretched his arm to her lips, eager to get her forgiveness.

He didn't know why he was like this, he loved her so much and didn't want to treat her like this, but why did he do such an unforgivable thing to her.

Chang Yihuan didn't move, and continued to close her eyes. Apart from being silent, she really didn't know what to say.

Su Yaohui knew that no matter how she explained, she would never forgive herself, so she closed the door dejectedly and went out.

It was early autumn, and the heat of summer was taken away by the autumn wind. Gu Manluo had another operation, and Su Yaoyang and Ouyang Yu accompanied him throughout.

Su Yaoyang still has no news about Chang Yihuan. After his busy work, he spends all his time in the hospital.

Sometimes, once you have decided on something, don't give people unnecessary reverie.

Su Yaoyang was sitting in front of the computer in the office in a daze. He already had an idea about Gu Manluo's question, but he didn't know what the consequences would be if he did so, so he hesitated.

When he was thinking about problems, no one dared to disturb him, his office was quiet only the sound of the air conditioner.

"President, there is a Mr. Su who is looking for you..." The secretary's sweet voice cut in through the intercom.

Su Yaoyang's eyes, which had not moved for a long time, moved, and he pressed the call button, "Tell him to come up."

He knew who the Mr. Su the secretary was talking about, who else would there be besides that person?

Su Yaoyang smiled, put away his laptop, straightened his waist, and sat firmly on the boss's chair, waiting for someone to come.

No one knew that man better than him, and no one hated him more than him.

As the sound of the secretary's high-heeled shoes gradually approached, Su Yaoyang also sat upright. In front of that person, he will always be the winner!
(End of this chapter)