Chapter: 807

Duke Louis took off his coat, put it on Leng Qianxue, and took her arms around her shoulders...

Leng Qianxue refused, but when she turned sideways, she looked here rather casually.

It happened to look at Ye Zhenting.

Ye Zhenting's eyes were complicated, but Leng Qianxue was arrogant and disdainful. He quickly turned aside his eyes and continued to chat with Duke Louis.

Ye Zhenting got into the car, frowning, and said nothing.

"Or, use another identity to contact Miss Leng?" Ye Hui suggested cautiously.

"If she is really interested in Louis, I can't stop it."

Ye Zhenting's voice was very calm, but his drooping eyes revealed his uneasy heart.

Ye Hui didn't dare to speak any more, so she had to stay quietly by her side.

Soon, back to the hot spring hotel.

Ye Zhenting wanted to go back to the room to rest, but met Ling Yun in the living room on the first floor.

She sat on the sofa, holding the pillow, waiting for him with a worried expression on her face.

Seeing him coming in, she hurriedly got up to meet him and said in a dumb gesture: "Thunder, I want to talk to you."

"Huh?" Ye Zhenting paused, frowning at her.

"I know, I must have caused you trouble today, but I didn't mean it."

Tears flickered in Ling Yun's eyes, guilt and panic explained——

"I stayed in the room for a day and felt a little bored. I wanted to go for a walk in the evening. When I saw the bodyguard taking your clothes out, I learned that I was going to the banquet hall, so I wanted to send it to you by the way... Nothing has other meanings."

"I see." Ye Zhenting responded lightly, "rest early, good night."

Then he went straight upstairs...

Ling Yun looked at his back, his face turned gloomy, and when he lowered his head, tears fell.

"Miss Ling, don't be sad, Ye always believes in you." The medical nurse whispered and soothed, "You have a good rest, don't think about it."

Ye Zhenting went back to the room, took off his jacket, pulled off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, poured himself a glass of ice wine, and drank on the sofa.

At this time, the cell phone rang, it was a call from Old Lady Ye.

Ye Zhenting felt a little irritable, so she turned off the sound without answering.

Thinking that Leng Qianxue is still ambiguous with Duke Louis, maybe there will be further possibilities, he has mixed flavors and complexity in his heart...

Drink glass after glass of wine.

Under the dim light, the purple smoke of the aromatherapy lamp lingered, as if it had a sultry effect, causing him to become hot and dry.

He unbuttoned his shirt, opened it casually, and continued to drink.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"What's the matter?" Ye Zhenting drank irritably.

When no one responded, the door was pushed open. Ling Yun dragged his injured foot and walked in slowly, holding a tray in his hand, and a cup of sober soup was placed in the tray.

Ling Yun closed the door, walked over, squatted in front of Ye Zhenting, put the sober soup on the coffee table, then pulled his sleeves, and made a dumb gesture: "You drink too much, it hurts your body, I I made a hangover soup for you, you can drink some."

Ye Zhenting frowned and gave her a cold look: "I see, you can go down."

Ling Yun picked up his suit jacket from the ground, hung it on the hanger, and then prepared to go out.

At this moment, she couldn't open the door unexpectedly, and she didn't respond when she twisted the doorknob hard.

She hurriedly walked to the sofa and gestured to Ye Zhenting: "Zhenting, the door is locked from the outside!"

Ye Zhenting staggered to his feet, preparing to open the door, but suddenly felt dizzy and fell soft.

Ling Yun hurriedly supported him, but because of lack of energy, the two fell on the bed together.

Ye Zhenting pressed down on Ling Yun, and in his blurred vision, it was as if the delicate woman under him was Leng Qianxue. He stroked her hair and murmured emotionally: "Qianxue..." JrNovels.com