Seventy-One: Love Buried by Time (Seventy-One)

After breakfast, she took her bag and prepared to ask the driver to take her out. However, when she reached the door, she was stopped by two bodyguards guarding the door.

Jing Yu was puzzled. She looked at the other party in confusion, and heard the two explain: "Miss Jing, the gentleman said that without his order, you can only stay here and can't go anywhere."

Jing Yu was a little stunned.

When they negotiated the terms that day, he did say this. However, she always felt that he was just talking at the time. Although he was moody, he was usually easy to talk to. Except for the inexplicable temper with her last night, he was not unreasonable at other times.

"I have to go to work now. If I don't leave now, I will be late." Jing Yu wanted to push the two away. However, they were all well-trained people, and Jing Yu couldn't push them away even with two arms.

The two bodyguards remained expressionless and unmoved. "Miss Jing, please don't make things difficult for us. If you want to go out, go ask the gentleman first. We can't let you go before the gentleman gives the order."

Jing Yu looked at the two for a while, and was sure that they would never give in. She knew that she would definitely not be able to go out, so she didn't make things difficult for them. She just turned back to the house, put down her bag, took out her mobile phone, and called the hospital first.

She called the department director to ask for leave, but the other party said: "Someone has already asked for leave for you. Don't worry about taking care of your father. The hospital is still busy for the time being."

Jing Yu asked: "How long did the person who asked for leave ask for me?"

"They said that it would be at least until the Spring Festival. Let's talk about it after the Spring Festival."

Jing Yu stood in the hall, holding the mobile phone for a long time without saying anything. She really couldn't accept or understand his self-assertion.

After hanging up the phone with the department director, she dialed the number he had left before. This time, it was not him who answered the phone, but Zhuang Yan.

Jing Yu asked, "I want to talk to him about something. Is he free now?"

"Wait." Zhuang Yan said these two words, and a solemn questioning voice came from the receiver. On the other side, Yu Zeyao only said three simple words, "Give it to me."

Then, the phone was taken by him. Jing Yu leaned against the receiver and could hear the sound of him flipping through the documents over there - he was obviously very busy, and even a phone call was just a spare moment.

Jing Yu said, "I want to go to work, but the bodyguard at the door said I have to ask you for permission first."

"I have asked someone to ask for leave for you.

Just stay at home these few days and don't go anywhere." He replied slowly.

"I..."

"If you feel bored, you can find something to do." Yu Zeyao said to himself, his tone was calm, without any emotional ups and downs, as if he directly ignored her emotions at the moment. He continued, "There are many medical books in the study upstairs. If you are bored, you can go up and read them."

Jing Yu did not rush to speak again. She waited until he finished speaking before she spoke again: "I need a reason - I agreed to your request for me to live here, and as for other conditions... I also agreed to your request. But why do you put me under house arrest, not let me work, and not let me go out? Mr. Yu, I need a suitable reason."

The word "Mr. Yu" made Yu Zeyao's lips spread with a hint of mockery.

At this point, she was still as unfamiliar with him as usual.

He originally thought that she might have a little affection for him, but from the word "Mr. Yu", he could tell that she had not actually approached him. Or, she might not even have thought about approaching him.

Thinking of this, his voice suddenly became much deeper, as if helpless and sighing, "If I could really put you under house arrest, I really want to put you under house arrest, so that you can stay within my sight."

His words startled Jing Yu.

His lips moved, wanting to say something, but for a moment, he didn't know what to say. He only said, "I'm busy here. If you have anything to say, we'll talk when you get back."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone else's voice was heard calling "Vice President", and then he cut off the call.

Listening to the busy tone of "beep-beep--", Jing Yu stood in the hall holding the phone and sulked.

No matter what, today, she had to ask him to give her a reasonable explanation.

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Jing Yu couldn't go out, so he couldn't go to see Jing Rong. Moreover, Jing Rong's school also needed to go to Jing Rong to handle the suspension procedures, otherwise it would be difficult to handle if he was expelled from school.

She was restless at home all day, waiting for Yu Zeyao to come back. However, he was nowhere to be seen until late at night.

"Miss Jing, you should go to bed early. It's one o'clock in the morning now, and the gentleman may not come back." Seeing that she was still sitting in the hall, the housekeeper came to persuade her.

Jing Yu looked up at the wall clock and asked, "Does he often not come back at night?"

"Yes. Sometimes he is too busy, and the gentleman rests directly in the vice president's office."

Really?

Jing Yu thought for a moment, "You all go and rest, don't worry about me."

She didn't sleep, and the housekeeper didn't dare to leave. Jing Yu persuaded her several times, and finally the housekeeper let the servants go off work and return to the small building next to the main building.

As soon as they left, Jing Yu was the only one left in the huge villa. There was a strong wind outside, and the whistling sound of the wind made people feel inexplicably lonely. He used to live alone in such a big house, and I'm afraid he would feel lonely sometimes!

Jing Yu thought about the man and moved closer to the blazing fireplace, feeling that it would be warmer this way. She closed the book in her hand and subconsciously looked out the window. Just when she had completely given up hope, a string of strong lights suddenly illuminated the night outside and shone in from the dark window.

Her eyes flickered. She put the book on the coffee table, straightened her shawl, and stood up.

Outside, the roar of the car was getting closer and closer, and soon stopped at the door.

She walked to the door, and before the people outside opened the door, she had already opened the door of the villa.

Outside, in addition to Yu Zeyao, there were Zhuang Yan and Cheng En. Jing Yu's eyes swept past the two people next to him, and then fell on Yu Zeyao.

"Miss Jing." Cheng En greeted Zhuang Yan.

Yu Zeyao glanced at Jing Yu, without any ripples in his eyes, and just said to Zhuang Yan and Cheng En: "You go back."

Zhuang Yan and Cheng En left.

Yu Zeyao smelled of alcohol. He changed his shoes and walked inside, taking off the tie around his neck as he walked.

Jing Yu closed the door, took a look at the back, and followed him, "I've been waiting for you."

"I can see." Yu Zeyao sat on the sofa, his tie thrown aside. He seemed very tired, sinking deep into the sofa. The light above his head seemed to make him feel very dazzling, he closed his eyes tightly, and said nothing more.

Jing Yu silently touched the light switch on the wall and dimmed the dazzling crystal chandelier in the hall.