CEO Wants to Marry Me

A limited edition Ferrari stopped in front of He Yulian. Lang Mengyi got out of the car and looked at He Yulian, muttering, "Are you a woman from Lang Jiahh?"

He Yuhan could hear a sound coming from somewhere, but she could only open her eyes a little at the same time. She could vaguely see a man who looked a little similar to the Lang family.

Lang Mengyi picked her up easily and carried her. Her body was so delicate that she seemed to be weightless. At this moment, He Yuhan's lips were ashen, completely devoid of blood. They looked like two leaves that were being blown by the wind as they trembled …

Lang Mengyi carefully examined He Yuhan's face. Last time, he only took a quick glance.

The girl in front of him had perfect facial features. Her eyebrows were raised and her nose was curved. Her white lips seemed to have added some color. She actually didn't feel ugly. Threads of black hair hung down from his arms, along with a faintly discernible fragrance.

He sighed to himself. With such a good wife by his side, he actually didn't know how to cherish her. He wanted to save her so much that he sent her to hell. Lang Mengyi sent He Yulian to Chu Ke's hospital.

After twenty minutes, Lang Mengyi finally arrived at Chu Ke's hospital. He opened his sexy lips slightly and said to the nurse at the front desk, "Could I trouble you to call Principal Chu and tell him that Lang Mengyi is looking for him?"

The young nurse seemed to be memorizing something. She didn't even raise her head as she impatiently said, "President Chu, it's because you want to — —" The young nurse beside her swallowed her words. She raised her head and stared at the young nurse. "I will bring you to see Dean Chu right now!"

Speaking of which, he became the dean at such a young age. His father's hospital, of course.

Within the dean's room.

A light breeze blew past outside the window, causing Chu Ke to slightly raise his eyes, revealing his reddish-brown pupils. He seemed to be deep in thought. His face was like the most perfect sculpture ever carved by a skilled sculptor. He could not find a single fault. To put it bluntly, he was a little inferior to Lang Jiahh.

The head nurse knocked on the door and said, "Principal Chu, Little Mei said Lang Mengyi wants to see you."

Chu Chi muttered to himself, "Meet me? He knows that I am brothers with Jia He, and that I just happened to be in time for Old Man Lang to choose his successor. Nothing good will definitely happen to him. " Then her lips parted: "Tell him I'm on a business trip." A voice that made her feel like it was spring came to her ears. Even though she had worked with Chu Ke for so many years, she still couldn't help blushing.

The head nurse repeated Chu Ke's words, "Little Mei, Dean Chu is on a business trip."

"Then …" Little Mei looked at Lang Mengyi.

"So Principal Chu will just stand by and watch us die." "Since that's the case, I won't trouble you guys then." A heavy voice with a hint of coldness, carried He Yuhan and prepared to leave. He had only come to the hospital to find out about his good brother Lang Jiahh. He didn't expect him to not see him. The depths of Lang Mengyi's eyes turned black.

It was only then that Little Mei saw He Yuhan, who was in Lang Meng Yi's arms. She was so small that she didn't even attract the attention of others.

The head nurse also noticed the lemon in Lang Mengyi's arms. Dr. Chu didn't say that she couldn't find him another doctor, so she asked, "Mr. Lang, I can take you to find another doctor."

"No need." Lang Mengyi's thin lips slightly parted, completely without a trace of emotion.

Lang Jiahh stared at the contract on his desk, lost in thought. For some reason, ever since He Yulian left, his heart felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock. He kept looking out of the window, wondering if she had ever come home from such a heavy rain.

Myself... What was going on? This question was enough to bore Lang Jiahh, who could solve anything easily.

"Knock —" There was a rapid knock on the door, which pulled Lang Jiaquan back from his thoughts. "Enter."

"Boss Lang, Miss He fainted on the street and was sent to the hospital by Second Young Master. "But for some reason, I came out again." Phosphorus residue reported truthfully.

Lang Jiahh's face was ice-cold as the corners of his lips curled up into a smile. It was a smile that was not a smile, but was also a hint of cold air. The color in his eyes darkened even further, bringing him an endless pressure. He muttered to himself, "Lang Mengyi …"

After being rejected by Chu Ke, Lang Mengyi had a sullen face, as if he was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart. He then casually threw He Yuhan next to the Lang family's villa and whispered: "If that's the case, then you can go die by yourself." If you want to blame someone, blame someone else. " After all, a life was nothing in his eyes, especially — a life without value.

After dealing with He Yuli, Lang Mengyi returned to the company and began to work as if nothing had happened. If he knew the truth, he would definitely sigh; Lang Mengyi's mentality was really good.

It was already late into the night. The moon and stars seemed to have lost their way. No one knew where they were. Only then did Lang Jiahh return home, accompanied by a plump, round, attractive woman, who carried with her every move the grace of a mature woman.

She raised her crescent-like eyebrows and asked with concern, "Young Master Lang, aren't you afraid that Madam Lang will be angry when you bring me home?"

Lang Jiahh's eyes shot out a cold glare that was like the temperature of the Arctic Ocean, causing people to tremble in fear. He frowned slightly and said with a slight tone of annoyance, "Don't worry about things that you shouldn't care about." He didn't know why, but after so much time had passed, he still felt a strange feeling in his heart when he heard He Yulian's name. The woman did not say much.

The woman looked ahead and saw He Yuhan lying outside the door. She raised her hand and pointed at her. "Hey, who is this woman?"

Lang Jiahh looked in the direction the woman pointed. Seeing He Yulian lying at the door of the villa, he ignored the woman and walked towards He Yulian. He had an ice-cold look on his face, and his eyes were like icicles that pierced He Yuliang's body.

"Get up." A cold voice pierced He Yulian's ears.

He Yuhan didn't have any reaction, as if she was dead. The person on the ground slightly tilted his delicate face, but it was no longer as rosy as before. Instead, it was replaced with a terrifying paleness. Lang Jiahh's brows were tightly knitted together. What was this woman trying to do now?

Lang Jiahh spat out a few words with his thin lips, "Enter." The woman followed.

In the room.

He pushed the woman down on the bed and roughly stripped her of her clothes, even though she had been through so much that her whole body froze.

She was very hot and took the initiative to take off her clothes and Lang Jiahh. An indescribable pleasure stimulated her nerves.

Suddenly, Lang Jiahh pushed her away, and a deep, deep voice whispered in her ear, "Scram." After that, Lang Jiahh threw the clothes to her without any mercy.

The woman felt like she had suddenly fallen from heaven into hell. Despite her discontent, she could only suppress the lust in her body and leave with her clothes.

Why was He Yuhan lying at the door, and why didn't she react at all? It was as if she was dead … Dead?! This thought flooded his mind as he ran out uncontrollably.

"He Yulian?" He Yushi still did not have any reaction. Lang Jiexi suddenly felt a pain in his heart. No, she could not have died!

Lang Jiahh still did not give up and called out again, "He Yulian!" His shaky voice clearly swore that he was afraid. What was he afraid of? Was he afraid that no one would pay back the seven million after He Yulian's death?

Lang Jiahe carried He Yushi. It was strange that she was so light, as if she had no weight at all.

[the front and the front are not connected.]

"Chu Ke!" A deep voice that seemed to ignore the distance sounded clearly in everyone's ears.

Chu Ke stammered, "Wh-what's wrong?"

"She." Lang Jiahh looked at He Yuhan, who was in his arms, and before he could say anything, Chu Ke had already understood. The head nurse who was following beside him was a little taken aback when she saw He Yulian's face. Wasn't she Lang Mengyi's man? How could she be carried by Lang Jiahh?

"Send it to check first."

"…"

Chu Chi repeated: "Send her to check."

"Oh, oh! "Alright!" The head nurse finally reacted.

Chu Ke then reminded her, "If you are in a daze during the operation, it might result in the patient losing her life. I think it's the head nurse. You should know her well." His voice was crisp but dignified.

"Dr. Chu, what do you think —" The matron handed over the test form.

Chu Ke's eyebrows were tightly knitted together into a "chuan". Seeing this, Lang Jiahh's expression suddenly became tense. His voice trembled imperceptibly, "What?"

"It's a bit difficult, but it was delivered a bit late. I'll try my best."

He Yulian was pushed into the operation room, Chu Ke's expression... Is it very serious? He Yuhan, don't let anything happen to you. If something happens to you, no one will return my seven million. Lang Jiahh found a more suitable reason for his panic.

"

For the first time, he felt that time was passing by so slowly. "Ding —" the lights in the operation room went out, and Chu Ke took off his mask and said, "She really has a great fortune. She can be saved even after being like this!"

Lang Jiah's gaze met Chu Yu's. He felt his heart beating faster and his breathing becoming heavier. Fortunately, if not, he would not have known who to ask for this "massive debt." Then Lang Jiahh entered the ward with the nurse who was pushing him.

After seeing that Lang Jiahh had left, Chu Qiu took out the test form from his pocket. There were two eye-catching words on it, "Positive".

He Yulian was just about to be pushed out of the operating room when she grabbed Chu Ke's hand. Her pale lips moved, but Chu Ke could only hear a few words clearly: "Doctor — — don't tell —" Then she fainted again.

Chu Ke shook his head and sighed. "Ai." Chu Chi didn't tell Lang Jiaxi about this, he could guess who she was referring to. What a bitter child. He knew that Lang Jiahh would not casually marry a useless woman.

Chu Ke had guessed wrongly. The Lang family didn't want to marry anyone at the beginning, it was only the He family personally sending them to replace He Jianqi. Besides, He Yulian was the only one who dared to oppose him in so many years, he wanted to see how much longer she could resist.