The CEO Wants To Marry Me

Jiang Yihai stood at the airport and couldn't help but call Yun Morong: "Mo Rong, I'm going back today. That's bad. I'll be home at three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow."

Newlywed farewell.

Jiang Yihai felt that his heart had flown back to his beloved wife long ago.

He and Yun Nai have been in love since childhood and have a close relationship with each other.

As a result, Yunle bid farewell to him in tears because of her engagement with the Mo family.

Jiang Yihai's heart was broken during that separation.

He felt that he would never be tempted again in this life, and consciously closed his world.

It wasn't until he met Gu Xixi later that he came back to life bit by bit.

And it wasn't until he met Yun Morong and found his Nola that his soul truly came alive.

The sweetheart he had waited for so long and anticipated for so many years finally became his wife.

Even after a business trip for a whole day, I feel like I miss you so much, let alone being apart for so long?

He had just rescued Yun Morong, and within two days he was on a business trip again.

These successive incidents made Jiang Yihai really want to quit the business and go home to hug his wife!

Yin Sichen walked behind Jiang Yihai and couldn't help but smile as he listened to his sweet phone call with Yun Morong.

However, he also misses his wife.

It's just that he is more reserved than his cousin.

Although life gradually became dull after his marriage to Gu Xixi, he still enjoyed it.

Every morning when I wake up and see someone next to me, I feel satisfied.

Yin Sichen felt very excited at the thought of seeing Gu Xixi soon.

Yun Morong was also very happy when he heard that Jiang Yihai was finally coming back: "Okay, do you want me to pick you up at the airport?"

Jiang Yihai originally wanted to say, no need, since Yin Sichen is here, why should someone else take over?

But how could Yin Sichen not understand Jiang Yihai's eagerness to see his wife?

So, Yin Sichen shouted from the side: "Pick it up, of course I have to pick him up! I don't have time to see him off after I get off the plane! I have to pick up Xixi!"

Yun Morong listened very seriously on the phone, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Okay, I got it, I'll pick you up at the airport."

Jiang Yihai laughed happily when he heard Yun Morong's words: "See you tomorrow then."

"Okay." Yun Morong smiled and hung up the phone, and sent a message to Gu Xixi, telling her that Yin Sichen would be back tomorrow.

Gu Xixi returned the gesture with an OK gesture, indicating that she understood.

Yun Morong went to bed early that night and went to do a full body maintenance in the morning to make herself refreshed and look good to pick up the plane.

Gu Xixi didn't have time to pick him up at the airport, so Yin Sichen didn't let Gu Xixi go. As soon as he arrived at the airport, Yin Sichen asked Xiao A to drive home.

"Cousin, you really don't need me to send it off, right?" Yin Sichen asked before leaving.

"No, Mo Rong will come to pick me up." Jiang Yihai smiled and waved his hand: "You go back first, don't let Xixi wait."

"Okay, I'll leave first. Xixi is with grandma now, I have to hurry over." Yin Sichen didn't show politeness to Jiang Yihai, got in the car and left.

Jiang Yihai stood at the airport and kept looking outside.

Yun Morong hasn't arrived yet. Is there a traffic jam on the road?

Jiang Yihai's assistant couldn't help but said: "Master Jiang, are you delayed? Do you want to find a place to sit and rest for a while?"

"No need. I walked away. Morong won't be able to find me when he comes." Jiang Yihai said lightly, but there was a trace of worry in his eyes, fearing that Yun Morong might encounter something on the road.

Jiang Yihai really guessed it.

Yun Morong really encountered trouble on the way here.

However, this matter is not a dangerous matter, but - Mr. Ichiran fell down again!

Yun Morong was driving on the road when he heard his cell phone ringing and connected the Bluetooth in the car: "I'm Yun Morong."

"Miss Yun, come quickly! Mr. Yiran has fainted!" The temporary servant hired by Mr. Yiran hurriedly called Yun Morong: "We have no idea where Mr. Yiran's case is. Mr. He said that if he falls into a coma, he will call you as soon as possible..."

Yun Morong stepped on the brakes hard: "What did you say? He fainted again?"

It was obviously fine yesterday!

Didn't you go to the hospital for a review?

How could you faint?

Could it be that the countdown to his life is getting faster and faster?

Yun Morong just wanted to go over and take a look, but when she thought about Jiang Yihai, she was still waiting for her to greet her...

what to do?

One is a patient who has had the same illness, and the other is a beloved husband.

Yun Morong took out his phone and called Jiang Yihai. The phone was turned off and had obviously not fallen to the ground.

what to do?

Forget it, human life is at stake, apologize and explain to Jiang Yihai later!

Yun Morong immediately turned the steering wheel, turned around and drove towards Mr. Yiran's villa area.

As soon as Yun Morong entered the house, she saw the servants in the house were in a mess.

This is the disadvantage of temporary servants. They are not as calm and calm as servants raised by the family.

"Why are you panicking?" Yun Morong frowned and said, as soon as the superior's breath was released, those few people became much calmer.

"Miss Yun, Mr. Yiran was fine, but he suddenly passed out. We didn't know such a thing would happen." The servant quickly passed the blame.

"I know." Yun Morong quickly came to Mr. Yiran's bedroom and saw that his originally pale skin now looked more and more transparent, with blood vessels clearly visible, and it was so fragile that it made people feel distressed.

Yun Morong turned around and found the case in the drawer, handed it to the servant and said, "Send him to the hospital quickly!"

"Miss Yun, please come with us, we don't know what to do!" The servant looked at Yun Morong pleadingly: "You and Mr. Yiran are friends, aren't you? He is sick, so you can help him Please help! Sir, you are so pitiful! He is so weak that he doesn’t even have a close friend, and no one even looks at him when he is sick.”

"But..." Yun Morong hesitated for a while. Calculating the time, Jiang Yihai should be here, right?

Otherwise, call Jiang Yihai first and tell him to wait for a while.

Just as Yun Morong took out his mobile phone and was about to call Jiang Yihai, he heard the servant suddenly scream: "Ah, ah, it's not good, sir, he's bleeding!"

Yun Morong looked towards the person on the bed and saw a line of blood slowly flowing from Mr. Yiran's nostrils.

Yun Morong didn't have time to call Jiang Yihai. He stuffed his phone into his bag and immediately directed the servant to carry him: "Quick, help him to my car! Be careful! Don't hit your head!"

Yun Morong drove Mr. Yiran to the hospital very fast, but he forgot his bag on the passenger seat and helped Mr. Yiran all the way to the hospital.

Shortly after Yun Morong left, the phone rang in the bag placed on the passenger seat.

The phone rang for a long time, no one answered, and it hung up automatically.

Yiran was a frequent visitor to this hospital, so when he came, the hospital first looked at the medical records. After reading the medical records, he didn't need to do any examination, and just put on an intravenous drip.

The nurses were also familiar with Mr. Yiran's medicines, and they were quick to recommend several medicines to him.

Bit by bit, it dripped down the tube and into his body.

Yiran, who originally looked in pain, gradually calmed down after the injection, but he still didn't wake up.

"Didn't you come here for a review yesterday? Why return it?" Yun Morong asked the doctor nonchalantly.

The doctor wrote down today's medical records in the medical record, sighed, and said to Yun Morong: "With your friend's body, it doesn't make any sense whether he will be seen again or not. As you know, his body is in such a dilapidated state that he lives every day. Even in the hospital, people get sick from time to time."

"Then doctor, how much time does he have?" Yun Morong asked.

"An optimistic estimate is that there is still a year and a half. A pessimistic estimate is that it may be only half a year." The doctor put down his pen, looked at Yun Morong and said: "He didn't know what he did some time ago, and it seems that he overdrawn his vitality. So, he He could have lived to be thirty safely, but now it seems... While he can still eat and move, he can do whatever he likes."

After the doctor said this, he put down the medical record and left the ward with the person.

Yun Morong was like a bucket of cold water poured on her in the middle of summer.

Less than half a year has passed?

Yun Morong suddenly thought of the year when she was near death. In the last half year, she spent almost every day in bed.

Every day I listen to the chirping of birds outside the window and look at a stretch of blue sky, sometimes bright and sometimes gloomy.

She was so weak that it took a lot of energy to even speak.

No one understood her despair at that time.

No one could understand her state of mind at that time.

Now, is this kind of despair coming to Yiran?

Yun Morong looked at Yiran's thin body, her heart was blocked and she wanted to say something, but she couldn't.

Life is so fragile, so weak that it seems to dissipate with just a little effort.

Yun Morong secretly prepared words to comfort Yi Ran.

I don't know when, Yiran slowly opened his eyes and woke up: "I am...ah, here we go again!"

When Yun Morong heard Yi Ran's voice, she immediately walked over and forced a smile: "Yi Ran, your body..."

"Is it getting worse again?" Yi Ran's expression was very calm, as if he had already accepted the result; "Are you crying? Are you crying for me?"

Yun Morong raised her hand to wipe her cheek, only to realize that she didn't know when she had shed tears.

She didn't know whether she was crying for Yiran or for her past self.

"I'm so happy." Yiran looked at Yun Morong weakly.

"Huh?" Yun Morong looked at him.

"I thought that if I died, no one in this world would cry for me." Yiran's smile was particularly pure: "But now I am not afraid anymore, I know that if I die, you will cry for me. "

Yun Morong suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Mo Rong." Yiran said softly: "I have something to say to you."

"What?"

"I like you."

At this time, Jiang Yihai had been standing at the airport exit for a long time. He called Yun Morong but didn't answer.

The smile on Jiang Yihai's face faded a little bit.

The assistant couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Mr. Jiang, why don't we go back first?"

Jiang Yihai looked at the time, then at the people around him, and said softly: "I left and she can't find me. What should I do?"