love addiction

Nan Shaocheng, "..."

Today he hit the iron plate.

Ming Ziyu took the opportunity to read a few more text messages, all of which were sent by Ye Qingcheng.

Every time he read one, his mood improved a little, and he was already smiling in the end.

"Why are you so happy to read the text message?" Nan Shaocheng poked his head over to check his phone.

But Ming Ziyu quickly took it back without letting him see it, and said with pursed lips, "My wife sent it."

bang.

Nan Shaocheng was so excited that he kicked over the teapot shelf next to him.

He, did you hear me right?

young married woman?
Ming Ziyu's daughter-in-law?
Who?
The eyes of several people fell on Ming Ziyu's face, hoping to find clues right away.

But Ming Zi Yu Leng didn't show them his mobile phone, and continued to read the text message from Ye Qingcheng.

The more I look at it, the darker I feel.

Do you know that you are anxious, do you know that you are worried?

Don't you want to distance yourself from me?

Ye Qingcheng, I can't cure you anymore!

Ming Ziyu put down the phone contentedly, and said to the three who were so curious that they almost posted, "Go ahead, don't you want to play cards?"

"Ming Shao, you just said, daughter-in-law? Are you married?"

"That's right." He said arrogantly, "Are you going to offer three? I'm crazy."

Nan Shaocheng, "..."

Mr. Zhang also asked Bala curiously, "Young Master Ming, why haven't I heard about your marriage? Could it be that you lied to us?"

"What's so worth lying about? I would lie to you for such a boring thing?" Ming Ziyu said angrily.

Mr. Zhang nodded, "It seems to be the same, but you have done a good job of keeping secrets. Which daughter is it?"

"Well..." Ming Zi Yu Qingcheng smiled, "Secret!"

cut!
All three of them rolled their eyes, expressing their disdain for his trickery.

However, Ming Ziyu still felt refreshed, and continued, "Give me the money, don't hold back!"

After another two rounds, Ming Ziyu's cell phone turned on again, and this time he directly picked up the cell phone and looked at it.

[Ming Ziyu, are you angry so you don't reply to me?Do you know that you are doing too much?Do you know, I've been looking for you for a long time, it's raining, I'm cold, I don't know where I am, and I don't know when you will reply me, but I will wait for you. 】

Crash, another noise.

Ming Ziyu stood up, and he pushed down the cards that had just been shuffled in front of him.

Mr. Zhang hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Young Master Ming?"

"I won't play anymore, I have to leave first, you guys play." He picked up the phone, turned and left with a grim expression.

The remaining three people look at me and I look at you, but they can't continue playing.

It was Nan Shaocheng who reacted quickly and chased him out first, "What happened?"

"It's okay." He took the phone and dialed the familiar number.

Shut down, shut down, always shut down.

Ming Ziyu couldn't calm down any longer, and ran straight away, the speed of the elevator's ascent made him feel that it was too slow, so he ran down the stairs.

Nan Shaocheng didn't know what happened, he only saw Ming Ziyu rushing towards the clubhouse as if something was on fire.

Seeing the rain outside, Ming Ziyu knew it was raining, and it was very cold when it rained in this weather.

This stupid woman Ye Qingcheng is still outside!

The text message didn't say where she was, after all, she didn't know where she was, and she couldn't get through the phone now.

Damn!

This woman Ye Qingcheng is really stupid enough!
He hurriedly called Judy, and when he learned that Ye Qingcheng left at noon with the driver, he hurriedly called the driver again.

But the driver told him that after Ye Qingcheng sat for a while, he went to find it by himself.

Ming Ziyu scolded the driver, and after asking about possible areas, he drove there by himself to look for them.

On the way, I did not forget to call for help, and even found Mo Chengyu.

After all, this is Jiangcheng, Mo Chengyu is more familiar with it than himself, and it may be easier to find someone than himself.

Ming Ziyu has now been promoted to brother-in-law, and Mo Chengyu naturally wants to help with this little favor, so he called Lan Xiu.

In Jiangcheng, no one is more sensitive to Long Yejue's news, and Lan Xiu is helping Long Yejue manage this aspect, so a call is made, and the news will come soon.

Ming Ziyu got the address and rushed over quickly.

When I was waiting, I happened to see Ye Qingcheng standing on the side of the street stomping her feet to keep warm.

Ming Ziyu felt that pain in his heart, but also that anger.

Finally, he opened the car door and went down. While running, he took off his coat, wrapped it around Ye Qingcheng who was shivering in the cold, and cursed, "Ye Qingcheng, are you stupid? It's so cold, what are you waiting for here?! "

Ye Qingcheng, who was stunned by the yelling, looked at him blankly, and then showed a slack smile, "Ming Ziyu, are you here?"

Ming Ziyu, who was still very angry at first, suddenly lost his temper when he saw her like this, "Let's go, go back."

"Okay..." After Ye Qingcheng finished speaking, before he had time to take a step, his whole body relaxed, his body went limp, and he fell down.

"Ye Qingcheng!"

This time, Ye Qingcheng didn't answer, and had already passed out in Ming Ziyu's arms.

She was really cold and hungry, and she had been holding on until now, and she was relieved when she saw that he was fine, so she relaxed and passed out.

Ming Ziyu rushed Ye Qingcheng to the hospital. After the doctor examined her, he confirmed that she was only in a coma because of her weakness and high fever, so Ming Ziyu was relieved.

While on the IV, Ye Qingcheng woke up in a daze. Before he could see the situation in front of him clearly, he felt a pain in the back of his hand. He immediately groaned and moaned in pain.

Ming Ziyu yelled at the nurse, "Don't you know how to be gentle? Did you feel pain even if you didn't see her? Do you know how to get a drip?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, Young Master Ming, I'm already very light, but it will hurt to some extent..." The nurse explained tremblingly.

"Get it done quickly!" Ming Ziyu cursed, then gently held Ye Qingcheng's hand, and slowly rubbed it for her.

It was very gentle, but very soothing, so she didn't feel much pain.

The drip was finally hung up, Ming Ziyu stretched out his hand to test Ye Qingcheng's forehead, it was still very hot, he changed the ice towel for her several times, and took care of Ye Qingcheng meticulously throughout the whole process.

In fact, Ye Qingcheng's consciousness has always been awake, but she didn't open her eyes. She could feel everything Ming Ziyu did.

It was the first time Ye Qingcheng felt that feeling of being taken care of.

No matter how seriously ill she was before, no one cared about her so much and took care of her. Even Yan Yueru would say that she pretended to be sick and forced her to do housework.

Later, Ye Qingcheng worked hard not to let herself get sick, because once she fell ill, not only would she be scolded by Yan Yueru, but she would also go hungry.

Ming Zi met this sudden warmth, which made Ye Qingcheng a little lost and a little nostalgic.

I even felt that if I was sick like this all the time, I could always feel his care, how nice it would be.

Fortunately, Ye Qingcheng's physique is relatively good, after the anti-fever injection was given, the fever gradually subsided.

The stone in Ming Ziyu's heart also fell to the ground, and someone sent light food over, and Ye Qingcheng just woke up.

"Wake up, let's eat something." Ming Ziyu set the table up, placed the porridge and side dishes he had bought on it, scooped up a spoonful, and then put it to his lips and blew.

Ye Qingcheng's heart tightened, and he said hastily, "I, I can do it myself."

"Don't move!" Ming Ziyu stopped her, "You are still on the drip, don't move your hands, the needle will be missed in a while."

"Oh..." She actually wanted to say that she had another hand.

But Ming Ziyu couldn't allow her to refuse, so he fed the porridge with moderate temperature.

Ye Qingcheng opened his mouth and ate it.

Ming Ziyu nodded in satisfaction and asked, "What dish do you want to eat?"

"That." She pointed at the Pleurotus eryngii.

Ming Ziyu picked up some vegetables and put them in a spoon and fed them.

Although Ye Qingcheng still feels a little embarrassed, but...it is really a good thing to be taken care of so meticulously.

Just treat her as a dream, a dream that she doesn't want to wake up from.

In the dream, Ming Ziyu was extremely gentle.

Ming Ziyu guarded Ye Qingcheng in the hospital overnight, and she was completely recovered the next day, and she refused to be hospitalized anyway, so Ming Ziyu had to let her out of the hospital.

Because she didn't want to delay Teacher Zhang's class, and she had already taken half a day off yesterday, she went directly to the company with Ming Ziyu.

Ming Ziyu was the first to call Teacher Zhang to arrange a more relaxed class, not wanting to make Ye Qingcheng too tired, after all, just a cold.

At noon, Zhu Di ordered two meals, both of which were bland, and then went to the training room to find Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng learned the singing method taught by Mr. Zhang and sang a song.

Before Ming Ziyu opened the door and went in, he heard her singing.

How to describe it?
amazing?

Just like her, it gives people an amazing feeling.

No wonder Andy said that Ye Qingcheng was the second genius singer he had seen after Chu Wanwan.

Mingzi still remembers the excitement in his eyes when Andy told him about it.

Ming Ziyu didn't go in to disturb, just stood outside the door and listened to the whole song until Teacher Zhang finished commenting before knocking on the door.

Seeing that it was Ming Ziyu who came, Ye Qingcheng was delighted, "Why are you here? Are you hungry? I'll go buy food right away."

"No, I've asked Judy to buy it, including yours, in my office."

"Then I'll go and eat." Ye Qingcheng smiled happily with his eyes crooked.

After Mr. Zhang bid farewell to the two, he also went to eat, and Ye Qingcheng followed Ming Ziyu to his office.

The meals are much richer than Ye Qingcheng imagined, but most of them are bland.

She remembered that Ming Ziyu liked heavy dishes, why is he eating so lightly now?
"You just have a cold, and you are not suitable for eating too spicy food. Let's eat these first. It's better for you, and it's also good for your throat." Ming Ziyu said when he handed her the spoon.

Ye Qingcheng took the spoon and looked at the food with slightly hot eyes.

It turned out that he had specially arranged it, and even changed his taste for her...

She was moved for a while, choked and choked, and said, "Ming Ziyu, thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Ming Zi looked at her because he didn't understand.

Ye Qingcheng avoided his gaze, and said seriously, "In short, thank you."