CEO Wants to Marry Me

How could Longhorn allow He Yuhan to be distracted at this time? A smirk flashed across her lips, and she lifted He Yulian's head, forcing her to look towards the most intimate place between the two of them.

"Look, why do you have to act so dispirited? Your body is clearly telling me that you really like it." As he spoke, he forced himself to bury a bit more and asked, "What do you think of me compared to Lang Mengyi?"

Sick, too disgusting! He Yushi stared blankly at the place where the Sin Origin originated from. Her stomach suddenly rolled up, and with a "wow", she immediately vomited.

A strong rancid smell spread between the two of them. Longchamps frowned, his body softened as he cursed under his breath. He then got up and went to the bathroom. He Yulian stood up and vomited violently out of bed, as if she was about to spit out her bile. The tears on her face mixed with her saliva, making her look very miserable.

After about ten minutes, He Yueli finally felt his stomach calm down a little. His body slanted to the bed, and his gaze towards the ceiling seemed to lose focus.

When Longchamps, who had just walked out of the bathroom, saw the gloomy look on He Yuhan's face, he wanted to carry her into the bathroom, but he stopped himself in his tracks in the end. He went to the wardrobe and threw a set of clean clothes on the bedside table. "Go wash," he said coldly. "I'll call someone to come in and clean up."

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, He Yuhan crawled up, grabbed his clothes, and walked into the bathroom with his legs trembling. She was already in dire straits. She really didn't want her sorry state to be seen by someone who had nothing to do with her, just to make them laugh.

He Yushi, who was filled with a bathtub full of warm water, laid down with her eyes closed. The unbearable scene appeared in his mind once again. He Yushi felt her stomach churn again, but this time, it was so empty that she couldn't even spit out water.

With a loud scream, He Yuhan rubbed her body crazily. She rubbed countless drops of liquid on her body, hoping to get rid of all the marks related to Langjarn! His body was rubbed until it was blood-red, but He Yuhan still did not stop. Even when her skin came in contact with the hot water, it was still a little painful.

No matter what, she would never have thought that Langjiahu would be so vile. All the good feelings from before had disappeared, and He Yulian's mind was filled with thoughts of how to draw a clear line between Langjiahh and herself. This kind of person could only curse him to live his entire life by himself!

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and He Yulian took a deep breath before slipping into the water. If her leaving would end things, then don't wake up again.

Longchamps had been standing outside the bathroom door, listening. When all the excitement had gone, he realized that he had gone too far. The waiter cleaned up the room, nodded to Lang Jiaquan, and left. The interior was suddenly frighteningly quiet, and Lang Jiaquan's heart was suddenly filled with an inexplicable sense of fear.

"He Yulian, are you done yet?" He could not help but knock on the door. There was no response from inside, and he became nervous. When he found that the door was unlocked, he opened it and went in.

The bathroom was extremely hot, and the flowers were blooming everywhere. Water was already overflowing from the bathtub, and the bathtub was filled with bubbles. It seemed to be completely devoid of life. Lang Jiaxi's heart skipped a beat as he walked over, and he fished out the unconscious He Yulian with his hand.

"He Yulian, He Yulian!" Lang Jiach patted He Yu-Meng's face and roared. He Yu-Meng didn't have the slightest reaction, like a lifeless rag doll. The Lang family lightly stretched out their hands to check He YuMeng's breath. When they felt the weak breath of He Yuhan's breath, their anxious hearts slowly relaxed.

He quickly carried He Yuhan across his arms and placed her on the bed. Lang Jiahh hurriedly pressed He Yuhan's chest. He Yulian, are you trying to take revenge on me? "Let me tell you, if you still don't wake up, I will chop your mother into pieces!" Longchamps roared angrily as he pressed down. His hair and body were already wet from the shower, covering the tears that seemed to be seeping out of the corners of his eyes.

"Puff …" Finally, under the pressure of the last attack of Longchamps, He Yueli spat out a mouthful of water and weakly opened his eyes. Lang Jiach excitedly hugged He YuMeng and cursed, "How can there be someone as silly as you in this world? It's only taking a bath, and you actually drowned yourself!"

"Cough, cough, cough …" He Yulian's body was tightly wrapped up by the Lang family's He family. She began to cough uncomfortably, and the Lang family's He family immediately released her. She quickly stood up and said, "I'll go find a doctor for you."

He Yulian originally wanted to refuse, but he didn't even have the strength to make a sound. Why did he still wake up? Just now, she had clearly felt that she had already seen the light.

Not long after, Longchamps led a doctor-looking man into the hotel. He must have been a temporary emergency doctor that the hotel had prepared specifically for some VIP customers.

The doctor walked over and examined He Yuhan's body. He frowned slightly as he looked at Lang Jiaquan with a blaming look and said, "Although this lady is almost four months pregnant, but she still can't endure such a vigorous exercise. As a husband, he still has to understand how to restrain his desires for his wife!"

"Then how is she now?" Longchamps asked, looking directly at the doctor without embarrassment.

"This lady's body is probably too weak. When she bathed, the temperature in the bathroom was too high, causing her to faint due to lack of oxygen, which caused her to almost drown in the water. Fortunately, she did the emergency treatment in time, so there's basically nothing left to do." The doctor said as he prepared the IV.

The Lang family glanced at He Yuhan, who only had her eyes closed. Her face was so pale that it was almost transparent. When the doctor was done with his things and had gone out, Longchamps went to He Yueru's bedside and sat down.

As he mumbled, just as he was about to apologize to He Yulian, he heard He Yulian open her mouth and say, "If you don't want me to die soon, then go out and let me rest for a while."

Lang Jiach felt depressed, but after seeing He Yulian's appearance, he stopped himself from uttering any words. He gave He Yulian a deep look, then walked out with his mouth shut.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, He Yuhan slightly opened her eyes. That was ridiculous. Was this a slap on the face? Did he want to give her another sweet date?

He took a look at the sky outside and noticed that the weather had turned gloomy in the morning. He Yushi just kept watching. No matter how sore her eyes felt, she refused to close them again.

Lang Jiaquan quickly tidied himself up in the room next door. He was also extremely agitated, and did not know what to do! He Yushi had come to provoke her first, so he had only used his actions to warn her of her identity.

It was just a shield, what was there to worry about? Furthermore, he had already given up so much for her sake. It was all because she was unsatisfied, challenging his bottom line time and time again.

If it wasn't for her and Chu Yufei acting inappropriately previously, he wouldn't have lost control so quickly.

A swallow flew past the window. He Yueli watched it leave a perfect arc in the sky. If only she could go wherever she wanted like this swallow.

Kicking her legs, He Yuhan felt that after a short rest his body recovered a bit of strength, and he slowly stood up. He Yulian opened the drawer and ate all the food in the restaurant one mouthful at a time.

He removed the IV drip from his hand, put on his jacket, pushed open the door, and walked out. Lang Jiaquan, who was immersed in his work to numb himself, suddenly heard the door open, but his heart was calm. He looked at the time, it was almost time to help He Yushi change the hanging bottle.

He pushed open the door and entered, but there was no sign of He Yuhan in the room, only the IV drip wire swaying in the air. He quickly went to touch his bed. It was already half cold and he had been walking for a while.

As he hurried out, he dialed Li Sizhe's number and asked him to check if He Yulian had bought any train or car tickets in S City.

He quickly arrived at the hotel lobby. Lang Jiaquan looked around for a while but still couldn't find He Yuhan. She was weak now, and would not have gone far if she had. She drove around the hotel, searching the streets, but found no trace of him.

Where could she go with her current state? Could she suddenly faint? Longchamps panicked and hurriedly called Li Si Zhe to check the treatment records of S City Hospital again.

Just as the Lang family was about to smash the steering wheel, a familiar figure entered his sight. He hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car, but because he was separated by a street, he had no choice but to use all of his strength to shout, "He Yuhan, stop right there."

The figure in front heard the sound and, after a brief pause, quickly ran forward. Longfellow's eyes were fixed on the direction the figure had fled in. When the green light appeared, he quickly ran over.

He grabbed her by the shoulder and shouted, "He Yu-Meng, you don't want children anymore?"

When she was caught by Longchamps, her body was shaking, and she neither spoke nor tried to turn around. Longchamps felt that something was wrong, and he quickly turned her around to face him, only to see a completely unfamiliar face.

"Help! This person wants to rob us! Help!" Before Longchamps could get angry, the man yelled at him.

The surrounding people stopped walking and pointed at them. An enthusiastic person directly called the police.

Lang Jiach ignored the surrounding people's reaction. He looked at the person in front of him and asked with a cold expression, "What about He Yulian?"

"What did you say? I don't know. Help!" The man struggled desperately. A few kind-hearted people wanted to help, but they were stopped in their tracks by a cold glare from Lang Jiaquan.

"I'll ask again, where is He Yueran?" Longchamps gritted his teeth as he continued to ask. The man's hand that was holding onto his shoulder was also gradually increasing in strength. The veins on his face were bulging, and he looked like an Asura from hell.