The supreme master of the female president

"Cousin, you seem to have neglected me. She has been with you in the hospital for several days in a row!" Wang Xiaobei walked up, pouted pretending to be wronged, Xiao Ya smiled lightly, He said softly, "Thank you for always being by your side and taking care of me."

"Xiao Ya, are you hungry? Mom is going to make some chicken soup for you." Wang Lan touched Xiao Ya's face distressedly. During the few days she was in a coma, she could only rely on infusions to maintain her nutrition.

"Not hungry." Xiao Ya shook her head lightly, she doesn't have any appetite now, she just feels weak and a little tired.

"Auntie is alright, let's go out first and let my cousin rest alone for a while." Seeing his cousin's appearance of being so weak that she couldn't even speak, Wang Xiaobei kindly reminded her.

Although Wang Lan was very reluctant to leave, she also felt her daughter's weakness, so she got up slowly and left the ward with Wang Xiaobei and the others.

"Brother Tian, ​​can you wait a moment?" However, just as Yang Yitian took two steps, Xiao Ya's weak voice made him stop.

Jiang Xinyao's curved eyelashes raised lightly, and those beautiful eyes, which were as bright as stars, secretly glanced at Yang Yitian's stern face, and she didn't know what she was thinking with her weeping willow eyes.

Wang Lan, Wang Xiaobei and Yang Xuan were also a little surprised. They didn't know why Xiao Ya wanted to keep Yang Yitian, but they walked out of the ward without asking any further questions and waited outside.

After closing the door of the ward, Yang Yitian came to Xiao Ya's bedside, with a warm smile on his lips and said, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ya looked at Yang Yitian affectionately, and said softly: "Brother Tian, ​​can you help me up?"

Yang Yitian hesitated for a while, and gently helped Xiao Ya up, but she didn't seem to have the strength to balance and sit still, so she could only let her lean on him intimately.

"Brother Tian, ​​your arms are so warm." Feeling the aura on Yang Yitian's body, Xiao Ya's lips overflowed with a hint of happiness, thinking that if she could rely on her like this for the rest of her life, how wonderful it would be.
Yang Yitian smiled and didn't speak, Xiao Ya moved her body lightly, her face was close to Yang Yitian's chin, her beautiful eyes softly whispered: "Brother Tian, ​​when I was unconscious, I vaguely felt that my mother She looks like she's hitting you, doesn't she?"

"Auntie was angry at the time, she was worried about you." Yang Yitian said with a smile, Xiao Ya bit her lip, knowing that he had acquiesced.

"Does it hurt?" Xiao Ya wanted to raise her plain hand and caress Yang Yitian's sharp face, but she couldn't use any strength.

Yang Yitian sighed, and said bitterly: "Compared to me, the knife wound on your body is a thousand times more painful, right? You are really stupid!"

"I'm stupid, but it depends on people's stupidity. I am willing to do that knife, even if I die." Xiao Ya said softly. When Huang Ping took out the dagger, she blocked it without even a little hesitation. In front of Yang Yitian, it was enough to show that she had fallen in love unconsciously.

"Is it worth it? If you die, what will your mother do, and what will the people around you do?" Yang Yitian said seriously. If Xiao Ya hadn't been in front of him at that time, Huang Ping would have been a corpse long ago. But it's unnecessary to say it now, and it will deeply hurt Xiao Ya's heart.

"For you, it's worth it!" Xiao Ya said affectionately, hearing her words, Yang Yitian fell silent.

Seeing that Yang Yitian didn't speak, Xiao Ya no longer suppressed herself, her soft body clinging to his arms, and said softly with a pitiful face: "Brother Tian, ​​do you know that I have been doing this repeatedly during the past few days in a coma? Dreaming of the same dream, a very real dream."

"I Dream About Us"

"Okay, you just woke up not long ago, don't force yourself too much, lie down and rest for a while, if there is anything we can talk about next time, okay?" Before Xiao Ya could tell her dream, Yang Yitian spoke out interrupted her.

"Hmm..." Xiao Ya smiled desolately, the dimness in her eyes could not be concealed, and she knew that Yang Yitian deliberately didn't want to continue talking.

Yang Yitian looked calm, pretending he didn't see it, and moved Xiao Ya away from his arms.

"Brother Tian." Suddenly, Xiao Ya called Yang Yitian's name.

"Can you... hug me?" Xiao Ya's moist eyes were filled with strong anticipation and fear.

Yang Yitian paused, hesitated for a moment, spread his arms and hugged Xiao Ya's tender body.

"Brother Tian, ​​thank you." Xiao Ya closed her eyes lightly, cherishing every minute of this moment.

Outside the corridor of the hospital, Jiang Xinyao glanced at the ward with icy eyes from time to time, but the door of the ward was tightly closed, so she couldn't see what was going on inside.

Yang Xuan gathered her pink fists, wandered in her heart for a few times, and finally mustered up the courage to come to Jiang Xinyao's side, and said weakly, "Sister Xinxinyao."

Hearing Yang Xuan calling her, Jiang Xinyao turned her head, her cold face softened a lot, she looked at her and smiled, "Xiaoxuan, are you feeling better?"

"Well, I'm fine." Yang Xuan tapped her forehead restrainedly, Jiang Xinyao saw her unnaturalness, and couldn't help thinking of the coldness and anger she showed in front of her when she went to the hospital.

"Xiaoxuan, I was too worried about you Miss Xiao Ya before, so I might lose my temper, didn't it have a bad influence on you?" Jiang Xinyao knew that her temper was very cold, especially when she was angry, she couldn't restrain herself at all. But she didn't want Yang Xuan to isolate herself because of this.

"No." Yang Xuan quickly shook her head. She knew in her heart that Jiang Xinyao was a cold-hearted woman. If she hadn't donated her bone marrow back then, she might have left this world forever.

"Well, that's good!" Jiang Xinyao's beautiful eyes moved slightly. Like Xiao Ya, she regarded Yang Xuan as her younger sister from the bottom of her heart, not because of Yang Yitian.

"Sister Xinyao, are you free? I want to invite you to sit at home." Yang Xuan whispered coyly. She knew that she might be a bit presumptuous because Jiang Xinyao is from Jiangtian Group. President, there must be a lot of documents and contracts to deal with, but she really wants to express her gratitude in person.

"Wait?" Jiang Xinyao blinked lightly. She has a multinational contract that she is eager to read. The amount is about 8 billion yuan. The handover must be completed before tomorrow morning, and she may not be able to spare much time now.