Mr. Lu, the wife was the white moonlight that night

"Ye Jiahe?"

Lu Jingmo was startled, he hurriedly got up and picked her up, and ran to the bedroom.

She put her on the bed, but she still didn't wake up.

"Ye Jiahe, stop pretending, get up!"

Lu Jingmo scolded from the side: "Crying bitterly for a while, and playing tricks on me for a while, tell me, how many tricks do you have?"

Unfortunately, there is no response.

He reached out and touched her forehead, and it was so hot.

She has a fever?

Lu Jingmo immediately took out his mobile phone and called his private doctor.

When the private doctor came here, he went to the bathroom to get a basin of cold water, and wanted to apply a towel to her.

Inadvertently, he glanced at her wet clothes in the basin next to the sink.

It was what she wore when she came to see him this morning.

So, this woman came back from the rain today?

"damn it."

Lu Jingmo cursed in a low voice, not sure if he was cursing himself or Ye Jiahe.

He went out with the basin and helped her wet her forehead over and over again.

It wasn't until the private doctor came and gave Ye Jiahe a fever-reducing injection that Lu Jingmo felt relieved.

After seeing off the doctor, he went back to the bedroom.

There was only one night light turned on beside the bed, under the dim light, Ye Jiahe's hair was spread on the white pillow like seaweed.

At this moment, her porcelain-white face was flushed with two blushes due to the fever, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and two silhouettes were reflected in her eyes, like the wings of a butterfly.

Lu Jingmo stood beside the bed, just looking at her quietly, almost lost his mind.

Slowly, he stretched out his hand, landed on the fragile skin of her cheek, and stroked it gently.

Ye Jiahe, who was in a daze, just held his hand.

"Cold... Lu Jingmo, don't go. Woohoo, I'm so cold..."

She murmured, her little head stuck into his palm, she didn't know if she was talking in sleep, or what?

At this moment, the little woman was like a wounded kitten, leaning against him non-stop, as if to absorb some warmth.

"Okay, I won't go."

Lu Jingmo simply lay down beside her, holding her in his arms.

He looked down at the sleeping little woman, with a complex look in his eyes.

He didn't like to hear her say the word "divorce".

At least, these two words should not come out of her mouth first.

Lu Jingmo took the divorce agreement, tore it up, and threw it into the trash can.

Then he fell asleep himself.

The next morning, he was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone.

After he connected the phone, Wang Rou's crying came, "Jing Mo, my wound hurts so much, and the dislocated place is swollen. I had a nightmare last night. I dreamed that your wife and her friends were always Beating me. I'm so scared..."

"Rou'er, I'll be there right away. If you're really uncomfortable, call the doctor first. Don't be afraid, huh?"

Lu Jingmo explained in a low voice, and gently left Ye Jiahe's side, and quickly entered the bathroom to wash up.

And Ye Jiahe slowly opened his eyes.

When Lu Jingmo's phone rang just now, she actually woke up.

His arms were too warm, she was reluctant to wake up, and she was also reluctant to break such a dream.

But with a phone call from Wang Rou, her dream was shattered.

Ye Jiahe pulled the corners of his lips bitterly.

Lu Jingmo must have signed the divorce agreement yesterday, and it is imperative for them to divorce.

How shameless are you?Still begging for his warmth so self-deceivingly.

When Lu Jingmo came out of the bathroom, Ye Jiahe still had his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.

If she was awake, she really didn't know how to face him?

Ye Jiahe didn't get off the bed until the sound of the car's engine sounded in the courtyard downstairs and he left the villa.

She hurried downstairs, but on the coffee table, there was no divorce agreement she printed out last night.

Ye Jiahe searched for a long time, and finally found the torn divorce agreement in the trash can.

There was only his own signature there, and the place for Lu Jingmo's signature was always blank.

At that moment, she couldn't tell whether she was happy or disappointed.

Fortunately, he is still her husband.

Disappointed, she did not fulfill Wang Rou's request, and Xia Ling was still locked inside.

She can't be so selfish!

……

In the morning, Mama Zhang returned to the villa.

Ye Jiahe didn't expect Zhang Ma to come back today.

After all, so many things have happened recently, she hasn't had time to call Mama Zhang yet.

"My husband asked me to come back and take care of my wife."

Zhang Ma said with a smile: "Sir, I still love you, saying that my wife can't take care of me alone."

Ye Jiahe forced a smile, but couldn't feel that kind of happiness.

After all, what she needs is not Zhang Ma, but him.

But he was with other women.

"Madam, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Zhang Ma opened the refrigerator, only to find that it was empty.

She said: "Then I'll go shopping first, and I'll be back in a while. It's still the ones you liked before, is that okay?"

"Well, thank you Mama Zhang."

Ye Jiahe smiled faintly and thanked Mama Zhang.

After Mama Zhang went out, Ye Jiahe returned to the computer in the study.

According to the searched information, I called many law firms for consultation.

The answers they gave her were almost all that if there was a lawsuit, Xia Ling had almost no chance of winning.

After all, it was a fact that Xia Ling did it with iron, and Wang Rou had already been slightly injured.

Ye Jiahe was extremely depressed, so, besides Wang Rou withdrawing the lawsuit herself, is there no other way?

If she couldn't get a divorce from Lu Jingmo, then at least she had to do another thing to calm down Wang Rou.

She opened the word document, wrote a few words, and then deleted them again.

After repeating this many times, she wrote the letter of apology against her will.

In this letter that needs to be published, she personally admitted that she made a mistake in rescuing people, and the mistake in the rescue process led to the death of Wang Rou's grandmother.

When Ye Jiahe wrote this letter, he was not in a more relaxed mood than when he wrote the divorce agreement before.

She knows what that means.

Once this is sent out, it will be impossible for me to be a doctor in the future, and I will even be condemned by the whole society.

Her whole life is over.

But what if it doesn't?

Then Xia Ling's life will also be stained because of his criminal record at the police station.

Finally, Ye Jiahe made up his mind, opened Weibo, and prepared to upload this short article of 'self-defamation'.

Just when she was about to press the "send button", her father Ye Chaoming called her.

Ye Jiahe picked it up with little interest, "Hey, Dad, what's the matter?"

"Jiahe, Jiahe! This Professor Jin is really your noble man!"

Ye Chaoming's voice was trembling with excitement, "Dad has searched for so long, but he couldn't find a relationship to suppress those public opinions. But Professor Jin, he actually came forward to help you clarify."

Ye Jiahe was confused, "Professor Jin? The professor Jin you are talking about is the youngest professor of cardiac surgery at Haicheng University, Jin Nanping?"

"That's right." Ye Chaoming said with a chuckle, "This matter has finally been resolved, and Dad is finally relieved."

Ye Jiahe immediately opened Weibo.

Sure enough, a video of "contemporary college students being framed for their brave actions" became a hot search.

After Ye Jiahe opened it, he realized that it was the video of himself rescuing Wang Rou's grandmother.