The female supporting role is crazy about the male lead

She walked up and took the initiative to say hello, "Hello, are you here to take me upstairs?"

The girl in front of her finally came to her senses and hurriedly led her to swipe her card and enter the building.

In the elevator, Xia Ran didn't say anything because she was eager to confirm with Cheng Yizhou.

"Xia Ran: Yizhou, let me ask you a question, can you answer it truthfully?

Cheng Yizhou: [horrified] [horrified] About what?

Cheng Yizhou: Just tell me.

Cheng Yizhou, who was slumped in the chair, sat up straight immediately. Why was he so serious? He was panicking. Could Xia Ran have discovered that he was in contact with her sister?

It was over, it was over. He didn’t even dare to open the chat box with Xia Ran anymore.

But the message kept popping up, so he simply closed one eye, clicked it, squinted his eyes and saw the two words "Yu Zhao", then he opened his eyes with relief.

After everyone saw the message she sent, the usually smiling people suddenly became quiet.

“Xia Ran: About Yu Zhao.

Xia Ran: Let me ask you, does Yu Zhao have depression? "

How did she find out? Was she testing him? What should he say? Yu Zhao ordered him not to tell her.

"Cheng Yizhou: Hahahaha, what are you thinking, Xia Ran? How can that strong and healthy dog ​​be depressed? Can you get depressed just because you have too much money?

Xia Ran: I saw the diagnosis in his bedroom drawer. "

what?

He suddenly lost his breath and leaned back. Brother Zhao, this is not something he can hide even if he wants to.

"Cheng Yizhou: I didn't expect you to find it. But why did that idiot put such an important thing there? He doesn't know how to protect his privacy at all."

Xia Ran turned her phone to silent mode and did not return to Cheng Yizhou because the elevator had arrived.

He quickly adjusted his heavy mood and followed the short-haired girl out.

Entering the president's office, Yu Zhao was standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, drinking coffee and looking at the street view below.

Xia Ran looked at his back and felt that he exuded a sense of loneliness no matter how she looked at him, which made her eyes hot.

Hearing them come in, Yu Zhao turned around.

She immediately turned around, walked towards his desk, and pretended to put down the documents to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She hadn't had time to ask Cheng Yizhou, but Yu Zhao's deteriorating mental state was probably due to her contribution.

Yu Zhao is so tenacious and inspiring. She rose from a grassroots to become the president of a large listed company. How can she bear it because she suffers from depression?

"Luckily I came back early today. If we had rehearsed so late like the past few days, you might have missed the next meeting."

Xia Ran tried hard to swallow the choking feeling in her throat and said with a smile.

Yu Zhao didn't move, but raised his hand to wave at her, "Come here." He also asked Linda, the secretary with short black hair, to make a glass of milk.

As soon as Xia Ran stepped forward, she was hugged tightly. Yu Zhao kissed her hair, measured the palm-sized waist of the woman in his arms, and frowned, "Do you have to be so thin to dance?"

He is a tall guy of 170cm, but has only this little bit of fat on his waist.

The woman nuzzled into his arms, and a muffled voice came from his chest, "You have to sacrifice something for the things you like."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yu Zhao was so angry that he almost laughed. He gently patted the woman's butt.

The woman twisted her body and was about to argue, but then the milk arrived.

He wanted to pull the woman out of his arms, but she buried herself like an ostrich and refused to come out.

He simply picked up the woman like a child and walked towards the sofa. The woman didn't resist and leaned on his shoulder.

Sitting down, he gently patted the woman's back and said, "Okay, get up and drink some milk."

Xia Ran still acted like a spoiled child and refused to come down.

Now that she knew that Yu Zhao suffered from depression, she felt so heartbroken for him over the past three years. Only by holding him in her arms would she feel better.

Ren Yuzhao refused to come down no matter what.

Yu Zhao was helpless, "Can I let you hug me enough when I get home tonight? I'll finish my milk with you, and I'll go to a meeting soon."

Only then was the girl willing to slowly climb down and sit next to him.

"Hey," Yu Zhao handed her the milk on the table, "it's a little cold."

Xia Ran took it and sipped it. Then, the pearls in her eyes couldn't help but fall into the milk one by one. She took a sip of the milk mixed with tears and felt it turned salty.

"What happened?" Yu Zhao hurriedly took the woman who suddenly burst into tears into his arms and wiped her tears with a tissue.

The woman sniffed and pursed her lips. "Nothing. I just remembered that you're the only one who likes to drink milk."

This is true. From childhood to adulthood, no one knew or remembered that the original owner did not like drinking beverages. The only thing he liked was milk.

So that's why. He sighed and touched the girl's face. "Not only do I know that you like to drink milk, I also know that you like to climb mountains, that you want to dance hip-hop the most besides ballet, and that you like to eat hotpot on your birthday. Hmm..."

Xia Ran kissed that mouth directly.

She really couldn't stand looking at Yu Zhao like this.

Yu Zhao was stunned for a moment by her sudden warning, but he immediately took the initiative after he reacted. The two of them kissed passionately, one feeling distressed while the other excited.

When it was finally over, Xia Ran huddled on the sofa with a red face, while Yu Zhao went to a meeting.

She opened her phone and saw Cheng Yizhou sending her many messages one after another.

"Cheng Yizhou: Yu Zhaozhen didn't let me tell you about this. It's not that I'm hiding it from you, but I'm afraid you'll be sad if you know about it.

Cheng Yizhou: Now that you know, just pretend you didn’t know. It’s better to have less trouble than more.

Cheng Yizhou: Hello? Are you there? Why don’t you reply me?

Cheng Yizhou: ...You are not going to ask him in person...I advise you not to ask. He is not well yet and is still receiving treatment. If he notices that you are in a bad mood, I am afraid he will start to have wild thoughts again.

Cheng Yizhou: ??? You are not crying, are you?

Cheng Yizhou: [Missed call] [Missed call]

Cheng Yizhou: Xia Ran, I suddenly thought of something, you are not trying to trick me, are you..."

The messages stopped here and Xia Ran replied to the last one.

"Xia Ran: [Quote] Yes, I was not sure at first, but now I am sure. How far has he reached? When did it start?"

Cheng Yizhou immediately called her and asked her to meet to discuss in detail.

Then he said he had something to do tonight, and they made an appointment to meet tomorrow night.

Well, then she'll go to another appointment tonight.

The top floor of a high-end Western restaurant in Beijing has always been a dating destination for young couples because of the restaurant's chef's superb cooking skills and the beautiful scenery on the top floor.

It seems that it has been booked by a young man tonight, and the top floor has been decorated nicely.

A frame was set up on the platform, with a canopy of pink flowing gauze decorated with various flowers, which was beautiful.

There was a long table covered with a white tablecloth and a long brown tasseled cloth draped across it.

The restaurant's signature dishes were neatly arranged on the table: tomato and shrimp pasta, butter-fried matsutake mushrooms, freshly fried steak... artistically presented with cherry tomatoes, rosemary and other ingredients. Next to the table was a large bouquet of champagne roses, and in the middle was a candlestick with two candles lit.

Under the warm orange light of the candles, each dish looks mouth-watering.

There was also a violinist playing beautiful music nearby.

It's a very romantic atmosphere, but it's a pity that it's with such a disgusting person.

Xia Ran turned around and was about to leave. Now she was a family woman.

"Ran Ran!" Lan Xingjie hurriedly called her, "I have something important to tell you about Yu Zhao. Just accompany me for this last meal, okay?"

About Yu Zhao? She believed him?

Xia Ran sneered, but still wanted to leave.

Lan Xingjie's eyes darkened slightly, "About his illness."

She sat down, still in her daytime clothes.

On the other end was Lan Xingjie.

Lan Xingjie even bleached his hair and dyed it blonde, dressing himself up like a decent man, but even in the dim candlelight, one could see the fatigue and decadence on his face.

"Ran Ran," Lan Xingjie raised his glass with a sad face, "We haven't seen each other for a long time. I didn't come last time when you were injured. As a brother, I'm really sorry for you."

Xia Ran also smiled but didn't drink. "Brother Xingjie, it's okay. I know you're busy. You said you wanted to tell me something about Zhao's illness. What is it?"

Lan Xingjie might actually know something about Yu Zhao's depression.

She wanted to resolve the issue quickly, as she also wanted to go back and see her brother Yu Zhao.

Lan Xingjie glanced at the wine that the woman had put aside, something flashed across his eyes, and he raised his head, as if he was embarrassed to look at her, "Ran Ran, before I talk about his business, I have something else I want to tell you seriously."

"I've thought about this for a long time." The man pursed his lips, as if he had made up his mind, "We grew up together. I was a bastard and deceived you before. But since you and I went abroad together, we've gotten along better and better, and I found that I really love you."

"Don't you love me too? That's why you left Yu Zhao and went abroad with me. I'm in love with you now too. Can you accept being with me and let's start over?"

As the man spoke, he took the flowers on the table and knelt on one knee in front of Xia Ran.