It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

When Li Zeyao was absent-minded, Yu Chen came.

Standing beside Li Zeyao, he said, "Sir, I've bought everything you told me."

Li Zeyao hummed, without even asking what he bought, and walked straight towards Ling Qingxue's ward.

Yu Chen stepped forward to knock on the door, and Ling Qingxue's voice came from inside. He opened the door and called out politely: "Miss Qingxue."

At first, Ling Qingxue only saw Yu Chen, with no expression on her face, until Li Zeyao walked in, her whole body of joy showed on her face.

"Ze Yao."

Compared to Ling Qingxue's excitement, Li Zeyao's reaction was very flat.

"I heard that you were in a car accident. Let me come and see you."

That's it.

Ling Qingxue's eyes lit up.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just a minor injury. You'll be fine in the hospital for a while. You have so many things to do, and you still take time to see me. I'm afraid I'm sorry."

When Yu Chen heard this, his jaw almost dropped.

Since when did this Miss Qingxue become such a person, in the past, if the husband came to visit her, she would welcome her happily, the kind who could not leave without wishing to stay.

Yu Chen glanced at Li Zeyao, but Li Zeyao just sat down on the chair in front of the hospital bed.

"what did the doctor say?"

"It's fine, it's just a slight fracture. I'll be fine in the hospital for a few days." Ling Qingxue said.

Li Zeyao glanced around the ward, and said in a low voice, "If you need anything, call Yu Chen and ask him to bring it to you."

"it is good."

Li Zeyao didn't speak again, Ling Qingxue didn't like this kind of silence, she hadn't seen him for a long time, she didn't want the rare relationship between the two of them to be silent, so she took the initiative to find a topic.

"Is the company still busy recently?"

Li Zeyao replied indifferently: "That's it."

"I know that work is a daily task for you. You have to take care of your body. After all, your body is the most important thing."

At this moment, Ling Qingxue was considerate. For a moment, Li Zeyao thought of how many years ago, when he first arrived in Switzerland, Ling Qingxue also accompanied him and told him.

She and he were in a trance for a moment, but at that moment, that bright and flamboyant face appeared in his mind again.

Suddenly, all memories came to an abrupt end.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, and it took him a long time to speak.

"In the future, you don't need to take care of my mother's affairs. You have your own life, so you don't need to focus on my mother all the time."

Li Zeyao said these words suddenly, Ling Qingxue was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I don't think it's troublesome, getting along with my aunt makes me feel very at ease, and she is an elder, as an elder, I can help her a little Things are as they should be."

"But I don't like it."

Li Zeyao's cold voice sounded in the ward.

Ling Qingxue's face turned pale, and her helpless eyes fell on Li Zeyao, as if she was accusing, but also as if she was wronged.

Li Zeyao didn't seem to see all her emotions.

"My mother always likes to worry more. Many times, she may give you some promises invisibly, but her wishes cannot be my wishes. Do you understand me when I say that?"

Li Zeyao's eyes were predatory and oppressive, he looked at Ling Qingxue like that, and Ling Qingxue felt an inexplicable sense of sadness in her heart.

"How did we get to this point between us? In the past, when you looked at me, there was warmth in your eyes. Now, how can it be so cold?"