After the groom escaped from the marriage, I was doted on by billionaires every day

"Why are you here?" Lin Dongyu asked softly.

"Shhh."

Mo Chen put his index finger close to her lips and whispered, "Let's go out and talk."

The two came to the corridor, and Mo Chen said, "Lawyer Zhou told me about my aunt, so I wanted to come and take a look."

He paused, looked at Lin Dongyu and said, "I saw the news and the accident investigation process issued by your company."

In this way, he saw all his embarrassment.

Lin Dongyu took a deep breath and forced a smile.

"No problem, I can handle it."

Through her stubborn expression, Mo Chen saw the tight string in her heart and said, "Lin Dongyu, you don't have to be strong all the time."

Don’t have to be strong all the time?

Lin Dongyu felt in a trance in his heart.

No one has ever said such a thing to her since she was sensible.

How could she not be strong?

If she had flinched even a little bit, she wouldn't be able to have everything she has today, and she would have been dragged into the mud of life by fate.

She once imagined that if she had not rebelled against her parents, she would not even have a chance to finish junior high school. She should have been exchanged for the bride price in her hometown long ago. As for her life after marriage, she can only leave it to fate.

Now someone is advising her not to be strong.

Seeing that Lin Dongyu didn't speak for a long time, Mo Chen said again: "Maybe, you can try to rely on me."

Lin Dongyu lowered her head, her hair flowing down from the back of her head and being gently swept by the wind.

Looking at her like this, there was an emotion surging in Mo Chen's chest that even he couldn't understand, and it was so sour.

At this moment, he even had the idea of ​​revealing his identity.

In the end, he suppressed his words, resisted the urge to brush up her hair, looked at her hair and said, "I want to help you."

As long as she speaks, she doesn't have to suffer.

Lin Dongyu suddenly raised his head, a glimmer of light flashed from the corner of his eyes, but a fragile smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The night softened her bright features, and she looked extremely contradictory at the moment: she was as fragile as glass, yet she had to arm herself with a hard shell to be airtight.

"Mr. Mo, thank you for your kindness."

She spoke slowly and said: "I have seen a movie in which the male protagonist affectionately said, 'I will support you.' The heroine who believed this sentence died alone after he left."

Lin Dongyu said slowly but firmly: "Mr. Mo, we only have a contractual relationship."

As soon as she said these words, the atmosphere between the two suddenly dropped to freezing point.

However, Lin Dongyu has no regrets.

She couldn't let herself fall into a false relationship and get caught up in his concern that she didn't know why.

This looks like sugar, but it could be poison.

So, she tore away the veil of tenderness and revealed the most original contract between the two.

Silence stretches across like a mountain.

Mo Chen spoke again: "I'll take you back."

The content was the same as before, but the tone was cold and hard, without any warmth.

"Okay, thank you."

Lin Dongyu was indeed tired, it was very late, and it was inconvenient to disturb the people sleeping in the ward, so he agreed.

The two people walked silently through the hospital corridor and took the elevator to the underground parking lot.

Back at Yuejingyunju, Lin Dongyu was about to go back to the bedroom when Mo Chen grabbed her wrist, looked at her with dark eyes, and reminded her: "Don't forget the obligations you should fulfill on Saturday."

"I remember."

Now that she has zero cash, her contract with Mo Chen has become her last guarantee of survival. How dare she forget it?

In other words, he is now her financial sponsor.

Thinking of the word "gold master", Lin Dongyu's heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle.

She rubbed her chest, trying to ignore this unpleasant feeling.

Go to sleep, wake up, tomorrow is a new day.

Lin Dongyu told himself in the dark and fell into a drowsy sleep.

It turns out that when you wake up, it’s not only a new day, but also new difficulties.

Lin Dongyu brushed his teeth and swiped his phone, paying attention to the follow-up public opinion about the burn incident in the factory yesterday.

She did crisis management last night and announced the incident. Under normal circumstances, once there is no room for speculation, this matter should receive less and less attention.

The situation is quite the opposite.

The Internet is abuzz with discussions, it has become the headlines of local news sections, and it is trending towards the main list.

She quickly spit out the water in her mouth, washed her face with cold water, sat down and began to search for the source.

A short composition with rich emotions comes into view.

The narrator claims to be the son of the injured person, saying that his mother has been working overtime for a whole week and was in miserable condition when she was admitted to the hospital yesterday, accusing the company of being cold and callous.