Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter of the embroidered daughter

"Who is this! How did you drive!" Yan Yuyao cursed while looking in that direction.

"Forget it, I'm fine." Huo Beige was so frightened that his face turned pale, his brows were slightly frowned, and he looked down at the back of his bruised hand.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Yan Yuyao said while supporting her vigorously, but at that moment, she suddenly frowned and expressed pain.

"Yaoyao, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Huo Beige suddenly realized that she was also injured. Seeing her hands on her waist, he became even more uneasy, "Could it be an internal injury? You took care of me just now ..."

Yan Yuyao pretended to be indifferent, waved her hands and smiled, "It's okay, just go to the hospital to have a look."

"No, don't move around. If you hurt your muscles and bones, it will be fine. I'll make a call." Huo Beige looked worried, panicked for a moment, and dialed the hospital with trembling hands.

She made it clear in a few words, and after hanging up the phone, she helped Yan Yuyao to wait in front of the small stone bench by the roadside.

"I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me...you wouldn't..."

"Fool. You are my royal make-up artist. Of course I want to protect you. Besides, I didn't say that I have a destiny with you. I feel like you are like a younger sister. How can I ignore you?" Yan Yuyao hypocritically, Stealth glances at her from the corner of his eye.

Thinking of the fact that I spent money to hire someone to create a man-made traffic accident, so that Huo Beige can deepen her affection for her, this is the first step to success.

"Anyway, I really don't know how to be grateful. If you hadn't protected me...the consequences would be unimaginable." Huo Beige felt terrified thinking about it. If the car really hit her, she would probably be able to fly a few meters into the air. fall down.

The result at that time must be either death or disability!
Taking a deep breath, she apologized to Yan Yuyao again and again.

After a while, the ambulance arrived, and Huo Beige accompanied her into the ambulance.

"Beige! How are you? Are you okay?"

Knowing that she had gone to the hospital, Mrs. Huo was terrified and came to the hospital in a hurry.

Seeing Huo Beige sitting in the corridor, Mrs. Huo turned pale with fright.

"Mom, I'm fine, it's just that the back of my hand is scratched a bit, and the wound has been treated." Huo Beige smiled and comforted her, and after a sigh, he looked worried, "I'm just worried about Yaoyao."

"Miss Yan is okay?" She heard Huo Beige on the phone saying that Yan Yuyao was injured in order to protect her, and she felt a little sorry.

Huo Beige clenched his small pink fists with both hands, his eyes were erratic.

She was worried about Yan Yuyao's sequelae, which would affect her acting career every minute.

Yan Yuyao has just made her mark in the entertainment circle, and her first step as the protagonist is about to be released, so she is waiting for a hit and more movie resources.

Just when they were fidgeting, the doctor came out.

Huo Beige rushed up immediately, "Doctor, how is Yaoyao?"

The doctor took off his mask and replied calmly, "The patient is very lucky. One of his ribs was broken. Fortunately, the heart was not pierced. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous. In addition, the patient's leg was injured, and the wound has been bandaged for her."

Hearing this, Huo Beige let out a sigh of relief.

During the half an hour of waiting in the corridor, she felt as if thousands of ants had eroded her heart, and her whole body was not good.

"Okay, don't worry if Miss Yan is fine." Mrs. Huo also heaved a sigh of relief.

Huo Beige felt guilty when he went to see Yan Yuyao in the ward.

"Yaoyao, I'm sorry, I caused you to be like this..."

"You, don't keep saying sorry to me, I'm not used to it."

Mrs. Huo looked kindly, and she looked grateful when she saw Yan Yuyao, "Miss Yan, I really want to thank you. If you hadn't protected Beige, I don't know what the consequences would be."

Yan Yuyao squinted her eyes and smiled crookedly, "Auntie, you are really too polite. I treat Bei Ge as my younger sister, and she is my makeup artist. I have reasons to do this both in public and in private."

"You are such a good boy." Mrs. Huo was a little moved, sat down by the bed, and gently shook her hand.

Her move gave Yan Yuyao an opportunity to take advantage of.

Blinking, she suddenly looked sad.

With a wry smile, Yan Yuyao looked at Huo Beige with envy in her eyes, "Beige, I really envy you for having such a mother."

"did you mean?"

"I'm an orphan. I used to live in an orphanage. I..." Yan Yuyao was emotional, her eyes filled with mist.

"Then come to my house for dinner if you have nothing to do, you saved my life, and... let you feel the warmth of the family." Turning his head, Huo Beige pretended to ask Mrs. Huo for advice, "Mom, you How do you feel?"

"Okay, okay." Mrs. Huo was not too wary, after all, the other party saved her daughter.

Ye family.

"Dad. The design drawing has been modified and we can start working."

During the meal, Ye Junxin muttered while picking up vegetables.

Hearing this, Pan Yufeng was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyebrows and said, "What design drawing?"

"The cheongsam series will add embroidery elements, and we plan to vigorously promote it at Milan Fashion Week." Ye Yuanshan squinted his eyes with a very satisfied expression.

"Milan Fashion Week? Oh! Is this a daydream?" Ye Rou's mouth twitched with contempt.

But in her heart, she was thinking of stealing the teacher. After all, Ye Junxin is a person with two skills. She must be capable if she can think of putting clothes on the fashion week.

If this successful stealing operation can be transferred to Mengsha, she will definitely be greatly appreciated.

Now she has no status in this family, and she wanted to go to the Ye family but was rejected by Ye Yuanshan. If she can't get ahead in Mengsha, she will be laughed at in the future.

She wanted to use Mengsha as a springboard, and she wanted to trample Ye Junxin under her feet.

Ye Junxin rolled his eyes, and glanced at Ye Rou indifferently, "My sister is still inexperienced."

A seemingly gentle sentence, but there is no lack of innuendo.

"Oh, let's see..." Ye Rou sarcastically said, "It's the saddest thing to be overconfident, but don't waste the company's cost by being thankless."

Ye Junxin narrowed her eyes, "Hmm."

After eating, Ye Rou thought about it, but suddenly she didn't give up.

Sitting next to Ye Yuanshan, Ye Rou forcefully smiled, "Dad, I want to discuss something with you."

"Speak." Ye Yuanshan leaned against the back of the sofa with a cigar in his hand.

He took a puff of thin smoke and turned to look at her.

Even though Ye Rou hadn't stated her intention, he had already guessed a general idea.

In recent days, Ye Rou proposed no less than three times to return to Ye's work, but he refused.

"Dad, the Xinting project is in full swing, and I heard that the company's development is better than before, and they are recruiting one after another. I want to... go back and help." Ye Rou asked in a rather humble manner.

"Now is a sensitive period, you'd better not go back, wait until Jun Xin finishes these big projects." Ye Yuanshan refused again without thinking.

"Dad!" Ye Rou was dissatisfied, and was about to continue to say something, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Ye Junxin.