Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

  Chapter 380 Do you want to expose it?

   Zhuo Lin stepped forward, reaching out to support the back of the chair.

  "Ask the water, don't make trouble." Zhuo Di's voice was deep and deep.

  Wen Shui listened, he raised his eyes and glanced at Zhuo Li, looked at Yao Rong deeply, cleared his throat, and said in a low voice: "For the face of my **** Zhuo, I don't have the same knowledge as you today."

  He said that he stretched out his hand to clasp Yao Shengming’s wrist, stood up suddenly, went forward to look at his eyelids, and checked it carefully.

   "Zhuo, say it outside." Wenshui said, and wiped his hands and walked out.

   Zhuo Lin listened, he nodded to Yao Rong and followed out.

  Wen Shui walked to the window, put his hand on one side, and turned to look at Zhuo Li.

   "What's the matter?" Zhuo Di asked.

  Qing Shui stretched out his hands and took out his ears, leaned forward, and said in a deep voice, "No illness."

   "Are you sick?" Zhuo Di listened, stunned.

  When he entered the ward, he felt a little weird. Yao Shengming's expression always felt something was wrong.

  Wen Shui put his left hand in his pocket, put his right hand on Zhuo Li’s shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Last time I said there were no women, so I had a supper together in a blink of an eye?"

  "How do you know her?" Zhuo Di did not answer, but asked instead.

  Wen Shui has a guilty conscience. She must dare to say that she peeked at Zhuo Li's phone, ran to school on a whim, and went to school twice to see what she looked like, she would definitely be crippled by Zhuo Li.

  "My young master is happy." Wenshui's expression was unnatural, and he strode towards the elevator, and said to him when he entered the elevator: "The relationship between these two people is unusual, and they pretend to be sick. Do you want to expose it?"

   Zhuo Lin listened, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a hard sip.

  After smoking, he turned back to the ward, looked at Yao Shengming on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Isn’t it very hard for you to be like this?"

  After he turned around, Yao Shengming's eyelids moved and opened.

  Yao Rong came out of the bathroom, Zhuo Li said goodbye to her and left.

  She walked to the hospital bed, pulled the quilt for Yao Shengming, picked up the phone, and saw Zhuo Li’s message to her: "Stay up less and rest earlier."

   "Do you want to control?" She responded with a message.

   Zhuo Lin sat in the driving seat and saw her reply, he made up a note: "Of course, I kissed, I don’t care, who cares?"

  Yao Rong was stunned for a few seconds, reaching out his hand to touch his tender lips, and a tingling sensation came.

   "Haha." Yao Rong chuckled softly, without giving him a reply.

  She put the phone in her pocket, turned around and walked to the window, opened the window, closed her eyes and let the wind blow her up.

  Although she was worried about Yao Shengming in the hospital, but for some reason, Zhuo Li’s appearance instantly dissipated her previous haze and her mood improved in seconds.

  Yao Shengming turned his head and looked at Yao Rong's figure.

  His hands were clenched into fists. It is true that he was hit by a car, and that he was injured is true, but it is false that he has been unconscious! He just wanted to keep her by his side to accompany him for a while, even for a while.

  He has been by her side since childhood.

  I thought she would be for a lifetime, but suddenly something happened. Someone seemed to break into her life. He was caught off guard and wanted to save it. It seemed that she always missed it and was always a step too late.

  Just now he got up and saw her and Zhuo Li eating supper outside, the smile he had never seen before.

   "Rongrong, what am I going to do?" Yao Shengming kept shouting, struggling, and painful in his heart.

  Yao Rong turned around, he closed his eyes tightly, and let go of his hand unnaturally.

   "buckle." The door was pushed open and the assistant walked in.

   "Miss, you go back and rest first. I will watch the night tonight. When President Yao wakes up, I have something to talk to him." The assistant stepped forward and said respectfully.

   "Alright." Yao Rong listened, she reached out her hand to pick up the bag, looked at Yao Shengming, and stretched out her hand to pull the quilt for him: "Thanks for your hard work, I will come back tomorrow."

   "Okay." The assistant sent her out and closed the door.

  (End of this chapter)