Chapter 150 His Thoughts

Ye Yan changed cars halfway and asked Zhao Jun to escort Lan Qianyu home. He went to work in the company and was busy until after one o'clock in the morning before driving back.

In the car, Yeyan sat lazily on the seat, rubbing the space between his brows wearily.

Zhao Jun reported to him: "Master, Si Qin sent me a text message today, saying that Miss Gong has been crying all day, and there is still a drip."

"Let Si Qin find a way to coax her to eat something, and if it doesn't work, give her a tranquilizer."

Yeyan frowned irritably. He felt a special headache for Gong Ningruo. As long as she didn't see him for a day, she would worry about gains and losses, be sentimental, not eat, drink or sleep, making her health worse and worse. He was also under a lot of pressure from her. He used to feel sorry for her, but now he was getting bored.

She was running out of his patience, and he really didn't like it.

"Yes." Zhao Jun didn't dare to say more, but vaguely felt that Ye Yan's attitude towards Gong Ningruo had changed, and his feelings towards Lan Qianyu were also different.

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After about half an hour's drive, we finally returned to the villa.

The car was parked in the courtyard, Ye Yan raised his eyes to look at the beautiful villa, his lips curled up slightly, after a busy day, when he came back here, he couldn't help but feel relaxed, before he only put here Think of it as a house, but now, he feels that this is a home, and the woman he loves is waiting for him at home. He has a feeling of returning home, and the movement of getting out of the car becomes faster unconsciously.

The villa was quiet, everyone was asleep, only Donna and the bodyguard on duty were still waiting.

Tang Na immediately stepped forward to take Ye Yan's coat, and reported in a low voice: "Young Master, Young Madam, I don't have a good appetite today, and fell asleep after drinking only half a bowl of porridge."

Ye Yan frowned: "She didn't eat anything at noon, why did she eat so little at night?"

"As soon as she came back, I prepared dinner for her, but she looked preoccupied and said she had no appetite. I asked her if she was worried. She didn't speak, but just sighed. I advised her to eat more. But she just ate half a bowl of porridge and didn't eat it..." Donna said in detail.

"Go and boil some milk, get some snacks, I'll bring them up..." Ye Yan said.

"yes."

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Donna quickly boiled the milk and steamed some pastries.

Ye Yan came to the second floor with food, and habitually prepared to open the door, but found that the door was locked.

Ye Yan frowned, what does this woman mean? You're getting married tomorrow, so you still have to guard against him? Could it be that she didn't want to see him that much?

He took a long needle from his belt and easily opened the door.

In the room, the soft moonlight fell on the bed, reflecting on Lan Qianyu. She was wearing a white silk suspender pajamas, with long hair as smooth as seaweed, lying on her side facing the window, sleeping quietly, lying on the carpet beside the bed. With a sheet music.

Ye Yan closed the door, put the food on the table, walked gently to the bed, stretched out her hand, and gently tidied the hair on Lan Qianyu's shoulders. She was so beautiful that she was sleeping peacefully and quietly, but there was only a faint smile between her eyebrows and her eyes. Condensed together, as if there is any melancholy that cannot be resolved.

He gently moved his hand to her cheek, stroking the center of her brow with his thumb, as if he wanted to soothe her melancholy.

Looking at her petal-like delicate red lips, he couldn't help but leaned down and deeply branded her red lips...

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