Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
Qiao Hanye sat there and saw Zhao Yuyiâs troubled expression. He asked, âwhatâs the matter? â
âYoung Master, when I woke up drunk last night, I discovered that my fingertip had been punctured. Could it be that someone wants to start with me? Is it disadvantageous to you? â Zhao Yuyi asked.
â ... â Qiao Hanye raised his eyebrows and said coldly, âwhat disadvantageous to me if I punctured your finger? â
âIâm afraid of getting sick, so I came to inform you, â Zhao Yuyi said.
Qiao Hanye listened and he exchanged a look with he lanjin.
âHe Wenqingâs blood type is the same as yours, â Qiao Hanye reminded him.
Zhao Yuyiâs expression changed when he heard he wenqing. He stood there and said, âwhen I got off work last night, he was the one who stopped me from drinking. After that, I passed out. â
Zhao Yuyiâs heart sank when he thought of his broken fingertip.
âBoth of you have panda blood. You should go and ask him, â Qiao Hanye reminded him.
Zhao Yuyi stood there. When he turned around, he suddenly thought of something. His heart sank and he left in a hurry. After leaving Jing Garden, he became lost and helpless.
âI remember that you checked Zhao Tianmingâs file before. Just now, I found out that Zhao Tianming has type B blood, â he lanjin said. She looked at Zhao Yuyiâs back and said, âand he has panda blood. â
She was not surprised to find Qiao Hanye. She asked, âcould it be that you discovered it long ago? â
ârecently, he Wenqing has been getting close to him a lot. Iâm afraid he wenqing himself is suspicious. Last night, he poked his finger and wanted to prove something, â he said.
He Lanjin was conflicted. Should she help them?
If Zhao Yuyi was he Wenqingâs son, could Zhao Yuyi withstand Tang Zhilinâs madness This made her hesitate.
âmaybe itâs him, â he lanjin said.
Poor he ruoxue had never known. Even in her dreams, she wanted to prove that she was the he familyâs own flesh and blood. However, she didnât know that Tang Zhilin had played around with her. How could a person not know whether she had given birth to a man or a woman Maybe she was pretending not to know.
âDonât think about other things. Do you feel uncomfortable now? â Qiao Hanye asked.
Although the powder was on her clothes, he was deeply afraid that she had touched it too and would delay it.
âHiss, my stomach hurts, â she said.
Qiao Hanye stood up and wanted to support her. When he saw he lanjin run into the toilet, he was anxious to go in, but he heard her say, âI have diarrhea. â
â...âQiao Hanye listened and did not dare to neglect her.
He stood outside for a long time before he saw her come out.
âThe food in the banquet may not be fresh. I ate two mouthfuls and now my stomach hurts, â he lanjin said.
After a while, Guan Zhi rushed over to check on her and gave her some medicine.
âAre you sure itâs diarrhea? â Qiao Hanye asked.
âYes, â Shangguan Zhi said and left.
He lanjin was not as nervous as he was. She looked at him calmly, climbed up and climbed onto his shoulder. She leaned against his side face and said, âPresident Qiao, youâre too nervous. â
âItâs about your body. How can I not be nervous? â Qiao Hanye said.
Her Cheek was close to his, and her lips were close to his ear. She kept huffing and huffing, which made the man gasp.
âAh Jin, donât make a scene, â Qiao Hanye said.
Qiao Hanye sat there, clenching his fists. He forced himself to endure the discomfort in his body and said to her, âitâs only noon now. I have to go to the company. Why donât you sleep at home for a while? â
âSure, â she answered straightforwardly. /
Seeing his fleeing figure, her smile deepened. Lying on the bed, she covered her stomach and said, âI took you on an adventure today. Were you scared? â