Good Morning, Mr. President! - Chapter 1912

Jing Yu answered the phone, and there was Qi Jinnian.

“Fish, have you arrived? Haven’t you lost?”

“No, I’m already upstairs.” Jing Yu said with a smile on her lips. She pressed the phone hands-free and set aside, freeing her hands to take the rose apart.

The fragrance is tangy, and Jing Yu feels more comfortable.

“What are you doing?” Qi Jinnian heard the snore and asked.

“Flower arrangement. I put in fresh roses.”

Qi Jinnian exaggerated ‘Ouch’, “Who sent the roses, so you are so thoughtful? Let me guess.”

“Guess.” Jing Yu let her make trouble.

“Liang Shengyi, right?” Qi Jinnian thought about it, “That’s why he is so active.”

“No.” He did send flowers, but she put them in the hospital office.

Qi Jinnian sighed, “Yuer, isn’t it … he?”

Jingyu took scissors to trim the flower branches. Silence is the default. Qi Jinnian looked suddenly surprised, “I said! Why didn’t you see for a while, and your mood suddenly became so good! Yuer, you two have made up again?”

As for the problem of Jinnian, Jing Yu is also very at a loss.

Okay?

They only said the end, but did not say to start again.

But things like feelings don’t require rituals. But, if she really started again with him, how should she face his father?

Jing Yu has a heart.

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Sure enough, as he said.

For a long time, Yu Zeyao never appeared again. He never called her, not even one.

The roses in the vase have faded.

Sometimes, Jing Yu always thinks. It seemed as if that night of his birthday, his appearance was nothing but his own illusion.

Jing Yanchen gradually improved, and he could be discharged after a while.

Their broken home is slowly healing, and now only Jing Rong is left alone.

This day.

She had just come out of the ward, and a figure hurried towards her. She looked intently and froze, “Jin Nian, how are you?”

“Fish, that …” She ran out of breath, out of breath.

“You breathe before you talk.” Jing Yu poured a glass of water from the water dispenser and handed it to her, asking, “What’s wrong?”

“Guess who I just met!” Qi Jinnian took a sip of water, and then took care of himself, “I went shopping with my boyfriend and saw Jing Rong!”

Jing Yu stunned.

“Impossible. Jing Rong people are now abroad.”

“I don’t lie to you! It’s him!” Qi Jinnian said: “He’s sitting in a wheelchair. I followed him and called him, he heard it clearly, but when he didn’t hear it, people pushed into the car and left.”

“You said … he’s in a wheelchair?” Jing Yu couldn’t believe it. “No, it’s impossible! I’ve watched Jing Rong’s film. His leg was indeed injured, but it wasn’t that serious. Why go to a wheelchair?”

“Fish, you believe me! That’s absolutely him! I won’t even read him wrong.”

Qi Jinnian was very firm.

Jing Yu was a little bit confused.

Yu Zeyao cheated himself?

And why is Jing Rong still in a wheelchair?

“I ask …” Jing Yu stooped back to his office and took the phone out of the drawer.

She found the string of Jing Rong calls to herself, and Jin Nian said, “Look, this is indeed a foreign number.”

Qi Jinnian said: “Perhaps he has recently returned to China. And, Yuer, you know, now it’s irrelevant for technology to fake a foreign number.”

It really is.

Jingyu dialed the phone back, but the empty number displayed there.

Her heart sank.

Then I remembered that after the first phone call, I contacted Jingrong by software video.

If Yu Zeyao lied to himself, why did Jing Rong help to lie?

“How’s it going?” Qi Jinnian asked.

“No.” Jing Yu hung up the phone in disappointment, feeling depressed. She thought about it, and still dialed the number.

When she moved out of the Vice Presidential Palace and lived in a villa by herself, her phone number had been blackened by Yu Zeyao. Now, if she can still score, she doesn’t know.

Jingyu tentatively dialed the phone.

The cell phone quickly came through.

Jing Yu was relieved. Okay.

After about two beeps, the phone was connected.

Jing Yu raised a touch of anticipation in her heart. She hasn’t contacted him for a long time, and hasn’t heard his voice for a long time …

“Hello, hello.” A female voice came from the side of the phone, and that voice shocked Jing Yu.

She froze and thought she had dialed the wrong number. Remove the phone from your ear and reconfirm it again.

correct.

It is indeed his personal number.

He usually picks up his personal number. Even if he is very busy, it is only possible to be solemn.

And now …

The answer is Mo Huan.

“Hey?” There didn’t seem to be any sound, and then came out again.

Jing Yu drew her fingers into her palm, and she took a deep breath to stabilize her emotion.

“Mr. Yu is asleep right now and it’s inconvenient to listen to the phone. Is there something wrong?”

Jing Yu only found it difficult to stand firm.

It took a long time before she finally squeezed a few words out of her teeth. “Thank you, it’s okay …”

Without waiting to say anything over there, she hung up the phone. Standing there, pale.

Qi Jinnian asked anxiously: “What’s wrong, fish?”

“… No.” Jing Yu shook his head. With his hands on the table, his slender arms trembled. She stared blankly at the table, her eyes blinked, she felt a burning sourness, and kept going out.

“Fish?” Qi Jinnian looked at her anxiously when she saw her face was not right.

Jing Yu raised his head and gave a smile, “I’m fine. I’m sending a video to Jing Rong now. He is very good and won’t lie to me.”

Seeing her like this, Qi Jinnian nodded and didn’t say more.

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Jing Yu was so distracted all afternoon that Professor Luo saw that she was not in the state and let her leave early in the afternoon.

She was in a daze all the way, not even aware of the subway ride. I woke up till the end.

Get off the bus and sit back again.

When I went back, I was trying to contact Jing Rong by videophone. However, Jing Rong was unanswered. This made her originally uncertain and uneasy.

Where is he?

How is it going now?

Why did you hide her when you returned home? Or, in fact, he didn’t go abroad from beginning to end? !!

If so, why did Yu Zeyao lie to himself?

Thinking of that person, Jing Yu felt more like a needle in his heart. He hasn’t been there for a while, has he been with Mo Huan?

Jing Yu was at a loss and sad.

I wanted to ask him to ask clearly, but only then did he realize that he didn’t even have to ask these positions.

While thinking wildly, the door was knocked softly.