Si Tong stared at the closed door for a moment, then went into the bathroom with dissatisfaction.

After going to the toilet and washing my hands, I thought of my grandmother lying in the hospital again, and my heart was shrouded in gloom again.

She suddenly stopped washing her hands.

When she just woke up, her heart was heavy, but she was so ashamed and angry by Yu Hanshen's repeated outrageous words and deeds that she even forgot to be sad.

Si Tong stared in the mirror at the blush that still remained on her cheeks due to embarrassment. Later she realized that Yu Hanshen's inappropriate behavior from last night to just now might have been to divert her attention.

As the CEO of Huangsheng Group, he always knows how to measure his behavior. On weekdays, people might say some inappropriate words or do some inappropriate things to tease him.

But he certainly wouldn't be so frivolous when his grandmother was seriously ill.

Thinking of this, the dissatisfaction in Si Tong's heart gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a heartwarming feeling.

After washing my hands, I opened the door and went out, and saw Yu Hanshen standing at the end of the hotel corridor smoking.

Next to him stood Assistant General Manager Yao, and the two seemed to be chatting about something. Assistant General Manager Yao had a smile on his face, but Yu Hanshen had no expression on his face. He looked meticulous and serious, and had the airs of a boss.

Seeing Si Tong, Yu Hanshen casually put out his cigarette in the floor-standing cigarette extinguisher beside him, walked towards her, and naturally held her hand.

Looking down at the girl's bright and shining eyes, Yu Hanshen asked in a low voice: "Are you not angry anymore?"

Si Tong gave him a smile.

Yu Hanshen raised his hand and pinched her cheek, with a doting smile in his eyes.

Assistant General Manager Yao also put out his cigarette and trotted over. He walked into the elevator hall and pressed the down button attentively.

Then he took the initiative to talk about his grandmother: "Mr. Qiao just called me, the old lady is in a very stable condition, please rest assured, Miss Si."

Si Tong stood beside Yu Hanshen and smiled at Yao Guoqing: "Thank you."

But I didn't feel relieved by this sentence. The doctor said that the week after cerebral hemorrhage surgery is a dangerous period, and complications may occur at any time during this period.

Yao Guoqing was stunned by the girl's smile.

As the chief assistant to the president of Huangsheng Group, he is in a high position. There are many people around him who try to curry favor with him, and many of them have given him beautiful women.

He is a man of mixed sex appeal and has dated countless women.

But Si Tong's appearance is definitely rare and beautiful.

It is no exaggeration to say that she is stunningly beautiful.

No wonder her boss cares so much about her and wants to keep her by his side at all costs.

He had followed Yu Hanshen for many years, so he naturally knew that President Yu had a negative opinion of Yu Zhiheng's ex-girlfriend. He was also present at the founding ceremony of Zhimo Institute.

The moment Si Tong's identity was exposed, he was really worried for this girl. He had a feeling that she was doomed and would definitely be disliked by President Yu.

Unexpectedly, President Yu not only did not despise her, but instead used his connections to spread negative news about her across the entire Internet. In the end, he even spent a huge amount of money to acquire those mainstream media outlets and made her case public for retrial across the entire Internet.

From now on, no media in Haicheng will dare to say a bad word about her online.

"Does it look good?" Yu Hanshen suddenly asked in a calm tone, but it made General Manager Yao come back to his senses with a start.

“Looks good… uh, no, what I mean is…” Assistant Chief Yao looked up at his boss’s calm eyes and his scalp tightened.

The elevator just opened on this floor, and he quickly changed the subject: "The elevator is here, Mr. Yu, Ms. Si, please come in."

He was still standing outside the elevator while the two of them went in.

Si Tong watched the elevator door close and said calmly, "Assistant Yao isn't coming in?"

Yao Guoqing smiled awkwardly, "I remembered that I forgot to take my phone. I'll go back to the room to get it. You and Mr. Yu go to the restaurant first. Haha, see you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cell phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.

"..." He pretended not to hear and walked away quickly.

Si Tong: “…”

After dinner, Yao Guoqing drove the Cayenne to take Si Tong and Yu Hanshen to the hospital. Outside the intensive care unit, his aunt and Yangyang were there.

Qiao Wengang, who had volunteered to stay behind to keep watch last night, had bloodshot eyes. When he saw Yu Hanshen, he immediately stepped forward and greeted him in a flattering manner.

"Mr. Qiao, you've worked hard. Go back and have a rest." Yu Hanshen said, raising his hand and patting Qiao Wengang on the shoulder, like a leader encouraging his subordinates.

Qiao Wengang was flattered. "It's not hard at all. It's an honor for me to be able to help President Yu."

It can be seen that he really wants to show off in front of the big boss and he is good at flattering him, but what he says is not very clever.

Yu Hanshen smiled faintly, "Go back and have a good rest. We will have to trouble Mr. Qiao tonight."

"It's not a trouble. I will take good care of the old man. I'll go back first. Goodbye, Mr. Yu." Qiao Wengang said, and said goodbye to Si Tong, Yao Guoqing and his aunt.

Qiao Wengang looked to be in his forties. Compared with the thirty-two-year-old Yu Hanshen, he was much weaker in both temperament and aura.

When my aunt first came, she felt a little uncomfortable talking to the man who claimed to be Qiao Wengang, the general manager of a certain company. Now, facing the younger Yu Hanshen, she felt even more uneasy.

Some people are born with this ability. They can make people feel overwhelmed and confused just by standing there without doing or saying anything.

Even though Yu Hanshen looked easy-going at this moment, he deliberately restrained his dignity and called her aunt in a calm tone.

Her smile was stiff and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

Not only my aunt, but also the families of other patients outside the intensive care unit subconsciously moved aside after Yu Hanshen arrived, and looked at him with awe in their eyes.

Yu Hanshen stood there for a while, his cell phone vibrated. He took the phone out from his trouser pocket, glanced at the incoming call, and walked aside to answer it.

After answering the call, he returned to Si Tong and said, "I have something to do today. Remember to eat lunch and I'll pick you up in the evening."

Si Tong was standing in front of the large glass window of the intensive care unit, looking at his grandmother lying there motionless. There were very few bubbles coming out of the oxygen cylinder as the old woman breathed, and it seemed that the bubbling could stop at any time.

She felt sad and her eyes were red.

Seeing how sad she was, Yu Hanshen stared at her for a moment, then reached out and hugged her in his arms. His calm voice was filled with heartache: "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to the old man."

Si Tong held Yu Hanshen's arms with both hands, calmed down, and gave him a smile when he looked up: "I'm fine, just go and do your thing."

Yu Hanshen rubbed the top of her head and reminded her again: "Remember to eat on time."

Si Tong nodded.

After Yu Hanshen left, the space seemed to become a lot more relaxed, and the patients' family members who had previously run to stand nearby came back and sat down again.

"Hey, was that man just now your nephew? I heard him call you aunt. What does he do? He looks so scary." A middle-aged man in his fifties asked my aunt.

My aunt knew that he was not talking about his scary appearance, but his intimidating aura.

She glanced at Si Tong, not knowing how to explain Yu Hanshen's relationship with their family.

Yu Hanshen's aura and intimidating authority were incompatible with their family, and he didn't look like a relative of theirs at all.

My aunt smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk more, the middle-aged man turned around and asked Si Tong: "Little girl, is that man your father? What does he do? He looks very powerful."

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