Xu Yunhe now values and trusts Ming more and more. Now that Xu Li has his child again, Yu Ming's position in the Xu family is different from before.
Xu Yunhe took Yu Ming to the restaurant, and they had breakfast together.
On this day, Yu Ming took care of Xu Yunhe's private trip until six o'clock.
After noon, Yu Ming and Xu Yunhe talked about a lot of work, and the two sides had a good time.
When the time was close to eleven o'clock, Yu Mingren came out of the kitchen and left the room.
Of course, as soon as Yu Ming left, Xu Yunhe also walked out of the restaurant, with a gentle smile on his face and still in a good mood.
His assistant was still following him, but after the two of them walked for a while, Xu Yunhe said to the assistant: "Send the gift over."
The assistant asked: "Aren't you going to deliver it in person?"
When Xu Yunhe was there, he actually thought about sending it in person, but he never took it out because he didn't want to see her refuse and didn't want to feel pressure. So after returning to China, he thought, or Send it to her as a normal gift.
"Send it to her."
The assistant nodded thoughtfully and said, "Okay, I'll send it now."
Xu Yunhe had chosen this necklace from thousands of people and had it in his hand for a long time. He didn't take it out until today.
But the assistant had just left International Express in the afternoon, and at eight o'clock in the evening he received a call. It was a female voice speaking a foreign language. I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone.
When Xu Yunhe heard this, his expression instantly became very nervous, and he immediately replied: "Okay, I'll come over now."
Xu Yunhe immediately hung up the phone.
He picked up the remote control on the table and turned off the TV in the room. Then he picked up his mobile phone and made a call to his assistant: "Book a return ticket."
The assistant didn't know what was going on, so he said on the phone: "Mr. Xu, what's going on?"
Xu Yunhe didn't answer anything. After he hung up the phone, he quickly packed his luggage.
Xu Yunhe, who had only returned to China for three days, took a plane to a foreign country on the evening of the third day, and he did so in a hurry in the middle of the night.
When he arrived at a villa abroad, it was the season of heavy snowfall abroad, and the parasol trees on the roadside were extremely withered and yellow.
Xu Yunhe entered the villa door. When he appeared at the door of a room, a foreigner came out of the room. He was blond, blue-eyed, and fat. He expressed to Xu Yunhe in French that he had a fever all night yesterday. Now sleeping.
Xu Yunhe said to the foreigner in French: "Thank you very much."
Then he walked towards the room.
He walked quickly and went directly to the bed in the room. Then he knelt on one knee beside the bed, his hand fell on the head of the person on the bed, and he called softly: "Sese."
The person lying on the bed was dreaming, covered in sweat and with a look of pain on his face.
After hearing Xu Yunhe's voice, she suddenly opened her eyes in the strange dream, and fixed her eyes on the face of the man above her head.
Her face was snow-white, but there was a trace of blush on her cheeks. Her black curly hair was wrapped around her shoulders and scattered on the pillow. Her face was like spring water reflecting pear blossoms.
"Sese, are you feeling better?"
Xu Yunhe picked her up from the bed, protected her head with his hands and held her tightly in his arms. The woman in his arms was extremely weak.
At this time, the foreigner who had gone out came in again and said in French: "Katherine has taken medicine and will be fine this afternoon."
When Xu Yunhe heard this, he still said to the foreigner: "Thank you very much."
After he said those words of thanks, the person in his arms made a weak sound: "I'm fine, I'm much better. Didn't you go back? Why are you here again?"
Xu Yunhe looked at her extremely weak face and asked angrily: "Why do you have a fever? Are you studying late again recently?"
"no."
She was sick and weak, so her voice was relatively soft.
When Xu Yunhe heard her words, he sighed and continued to speak.
A pair of hands as white as onion tips, with a little red on the fingertips, fell on Xu Yunhe's cheeks, covering his cheeks that were about to show his anger: "Don't be angry, okay?"
At this time, her eyes were watery and her lips were red. She looked like a sleeping beauty just waking up. How could Xu Yunhe be angry? She was more helpless.
"Okay, I'm not angry anymore."
He helped her sit down on the edge of the bed and said, "Drink some water first."
After he finished speaking, he got up from the bed and went to the thermos on the table to pour warm water.
Every thing in this room is full of life, and there are a dazzling array of women's products inside.
This is where the man in the bed has lived for many years.
After Xu Yunhe brought warm water over, the other person sat down by the bed again. After sitting down, he wanted to feed the person on the bed some water.
But the man said, "I drink it myself."
Xu Yunhe had no choice but to obey her words and hand her the water glass.
The person on the bed was holding a glass of warm water, swallowing it in small sips until the glass of water reached the bottom.
Then, Xu Yunhe took the water glass from her hand, and then asked her: "Have the recent exhibitions been completed?"
When the woman on the bed heard his question, she seemed to be resurrected instantly. She answered in a playful and sweet tone: "Of course, it doesn't matter who I am. It will take about a week to complete it all."
Xu Yunhe saw the liveliness in her eyebrows, and he whispered: "So what if it's all done? Didn't you use your body to get it?"
"But it's worth it, isn't it?"
She pouted slightly, with a look of pleasure on her face, and her hand subconsciously held his wrist.
Faced with her behavior, Xu Yunhe's anger was extinguished to only three points.
However, the person on the bed hugged his arm for almost three seconds, and then put his hand down from his arm.
Xu Yunhe still felt a little disappointed in his heart.
"I'm a little hungry and want to eat tomato pasta."
“You won’t eat white people’s food this time?”
She leaned on the bed and smiled sideways at him.
"I won't eat that disgusting white man's rice anymore. I only ate it because it was convenient."
Xu Yunhe stood up from the bed, took off his coat and said, "I'll make it for you. I'll make you a domestic version of pasta."
The person on the bed was extremely happy, and his eyes were always on him.
Xu Yunhe went to the kitchen downstairs under her gaze.
This room is full of traces of life, and of Xu Yunhe taking care of her.
He often comes here to supervise her three meals, and takes almost every possible care of her.
