Chapter 811 Sadness 6

Lan Qianyu was cooking porridge in the kitchen. She knew that Ye Yan had deliberately sent her away. Was he taking medicine? He was worried that she would be suspicious if the disease relapsed, so he made preparations in advance.

The servants in the kitchen were all sent away by Lan Qianyu. She was alone. She stirred the porridge with a silver spoon while crying. The bitter tears dripped into the porridge, and she didn't know if it would change the taste of the porridge.

Lan Qianyu took a breath, wiped away her tears, and continued to stir the porridge.

Time passed little by little. Half an hour later, the porridge was finally cooked. Lan Qianyu scooped the porridge into a small bowl and brought it upstairs on a tray.

"Young Madam!" Zhao Jun had been guarding outside Ye Yan's study. Seeing her coming, he hurriedly greeted, "The master is still handling official business, he should be ready soon."

"It's okay, I'll ask him." Lan Qianyu gently knocked on the door of the study.

"What's the matter?" Ye Yan's voice came.

"Yan, can I come in?" Lan Qianyu asked gently.

"Of course." Ye Yan hurriedly stuffed the paper wrapped in medicine into the trash can.

Lan Qianyu pushed the door open and went in.

"It's ready so soon?" Ye Yan smiled at her, "I still have a document to review, it will only take a few minutes, I'll go back to the room to accompany you after I'm done."

"Don't worry, it's still early." Lan Qianyu put the porridge in front of Ye Yan, "I'm afraid you're hungry. It was more than seven o'clock when you went to your mother's house, and you must have not eaten anything, so I made porridge for you first. Eat some porridge before you get busy. I'll go back to the room to run you a bath."

"My wife is so considerate." Ye Yan held her face and kissed her lips.

"Hehe..." Lan Qianyu smiled gently, glanced at the trash can beside the table, and a small piece of paper wrapped in medicine fell to the ground. Her heart seemed to be tightened by something, and she felt very uncomfortable, but pretended to be fine, "I'll go back to the room and wait for you, come quickly."

"Got it." Ye Yan nodded repeatedly.

Lan Qianyu turned and left, suppressing the pain in her heart and pretending to know nothing. .

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Returning to the room and closing the door, Lan Qianyu couldn't hold back any longer, she covered her mouth and cried sadly. God knows how much pressure and pain Ye Yan has endured, but she, as a wife, can't share anything for him. She feels that she is really incompetent.

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Ye Yan looked at the beef porridge on the table, and her heart was warm. The porridge was very thick, the small beef cubes were cooked very well, and there were some carrot cubes. He and Xiao Qianyi both liked to eat it. Usually, if Lan Qianyu cooked, the father and son could eat up the small casserole porridge, leaving no rice.

It's been a long time since I smelled this familiar smell. While eating the porridge, Ye Yan sighed in his heart, God, let me live a few more years, let me accompany my beloved...

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Lan Qianyu filled the bathtub with water, and then sat beside it in a daze, her heart was in a mess, guessing how serious Ye Yan's stomach disease was, was it very serious? Otherwise, why did he hide it from her? Why did he take so much medicine? ? ?

While she was daydreaming, her cell phone suddenly rang. Lan Qianyu came back to her senses and hurried to the bedroom to take out her cell phone from her bag.

The call was from Count Louis. Lan Qianyu was not as flustered as before, because after the last incident with Shen Sanghai, Count Louis no longer pestered her like before. Now, if nothing happened, he would not call or text her again. If he contacted her, it must be something important.

Lan Qianyu hurriedly answered the phone: "Count Louis!"

At this time, Ye Yan, who was about to open the door, heard the call and stopped moving. His heart sank suddenly.

It was so late, and she was still talking to Count Louis on the phone, and her voice was so gentle. What were they talking about? He wanted to listen, but Lan Qianyu seemed to lower her voice, so he could only hear intermittently and not clearly.

"Qianyu, I just got the news that Wen Hai dug up the Ye family's scandal from somewhere and was going to let the media make a big fuss about it. Also, he has been pestering Baker and wants Baker to terminate his contract with Ye Yan. Tonight he will invite Baker to the yacht for a secret talk. Remind your husband to be careful."

"Haven't you signed the contract?" Lan Qianyu asked puzzled.

"Last time, the three of us signed a letter of intent, which was not a formal contract, because our business investment is huge and the detailed project has not been planned out, so we only reached a preliminary agreement and the formal signing will have to wait until the first of next month. In other words, Baker still has the right to regret now!"

"How could this happen..." Lan Qianyu frowned.

"Don't worry, talk to your husband first, maybe he will have a way to deal with it." Count Louis said, "By the way, have you asked about his condition? It should be nothing, right?"

"No, I didn't ask..." Lan Qianyu glanced at the door, covered the microphone with her hand, and whispered, "Don't tell anyone about this, keep it a secret for me first."

"Got it." Count Louis agreed readily, "Regarding Wen Hai's matter, you should discuss it with your husband first to see if it can be solved. If it can't be solved, come to me. I will return to France at 8 o'clock tomorrow night, and there is still some time."

"Okay, I'll see the situation tomorrow, and I'll come to you if it doesn't work."

This sentence happened to be heard by Ye Yan, and his heart trembled. She wanted to go to Count Louis, why? ? ?

"Give me a reply no matter whether it works or not, and wait for your call."

"Got it, thank you, you should go to bed early, good night."

"Good night."

...

After hanging up the phone, Lan Qianyu felt very heavy. Wen Hai was going to deal with the Ye family again. Now Ye Yan was in such a bad health, and he was busy with the company's affairs. How could he have the energy to deal with Wen Hai?

I can't share anything for him. This time I have to find a way to solve these troubles for him.

Just as she was thinking about it, Ye Yan pushed open the door. Lan Qianyu was startled and looked back at him with a flickering look in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure: "You're back, are you done with your work?"

"Yeah." Ye Yan stared at the phone in her hand, "Were you answering a call just now?"

"Uh..." Lan Qianyu felt a little guilty, "Yes."

"Who called?" Ye Yan looked at her deeply.

"Qiao Qing." Lan Qianyu blurted out, "She asked me if I wanted to go there tomorrow."

"Oh." Ye Yan nodded slightly, but his heart fell to the bottom. You were obviously talking to Count Louis on the phone, why did you hide it from me? If you really have nothing, why can't you tell the truth? Am I such an unreasonable person? You talked to him on the phone without telling me and made an appointment to meet him tomorrow. Have you really changed your mind?