The big star has a prince syndrome

Ye Yan has been suffering from insomnia recently and took sleeping pills before going to bed.

Because of the medication, he fell asleep quickly that night. Next to his pillow was his phone, which he had forgotten to lock before going to bed. The time was exactly 12 o'clock, and the interface was still stuck on the chat box between him and Xu Qingran.

He replied to Xu Qingran's last message.

Ye Yan: Be careful on the road, good night.

How could he really be upset because of a single sentence? He just couldn't help but throw a tantrum because of Xu Qingran's sudden departure.

After all, if Xu Qingran was here, he wouldn't have to take sleeping pills tonight. Loneliness was the culprit that affected his brain nerves.

buzz~

Because I fell asleep and forgot to charge my phone, it suddenly issued a low battery reminder, and then the screen went black and turned off.

It was those two vibrations before the phone was turned off that woke Ye Yan up even though she had taken medicine and was in a deep sleep.

The movement of opening his eyes coincided with the moment when the screen went off. He couldn't help but tense up his nerves when he felt the darkness while awake. After being dull for two seconds, he immediately turned over and turned on the night light beside the bed.

When there was light, he let out a sigh and leaned back on the cushion, feeling lazy and irritable.

"I can wake up even after taking two pills. Sleeping pills these days are really ineffective."

He held his forehead and complained sleepily. He woke up, which meant that the medicine was in vain. It would conservatively take two hours for him to fall asleep again.

He wanted to pick up his phone to check the time, but after tapping the screen a few times, he found that it was turned off. Just as he was about to turn over and plug in the charging cable, his door was suddenly knocked on several times and pushed open from the outside.

It was one of the assistants who stayed at his house tonight.

The young man seemed to have just woken up from a dream, with slightly messy hair and no shoes on as he rushed into his room. Under Ye Yan's surprised gaze, his tone was filled with urgency and crisis.

"Brother Yan, I just received a call from Assistant Qiao. Mr. Xu...something happened."

The assistant was arranged by Xu Qingran, and usually acts as his spy and pays attention to Ye Yan's every move.

Later, within a few minutes after Ye Yan heard the bad news, he had a blank memory. He didn't know how he put on his clothes, or how he moved his legs into the darkness and ran towards Xu Qingran in extreme fear and panic.

1:30 am, Fushan Hospital, City A.

Less than a moment after the ambulance entered, reporters who rushed to the scene blocked the hospital gate.

They seem to be on call 24 hours a day without needing to sleep, and news comes pouring in from all directions in an instant.

Fortunately, as a famous aristocratic hospital, Fushan Hospital has a first-class security system, and security personnel holding shields soon stopped them outside the outpatient hall.

Xu Qingran's car was hit after entering the A City Cross-sea Bridge, which was more than a hundred kilometers away from Ye Yan's home in S City, so Ye Yan was destined to be late for this trip.

Outside the emergency room upstairs, Xu Rong and Lin Anyi, who had rushed over, could no longer sit calmly on the bench and wait.

Especially Lin Anyi, she pinched her arm with her nails and hesitated in fear. Every time she took a step, she looked back at the three words "under operation" that were lit in red. Her heart felt like it was on a roller coaster, and the feeling of weightlessness made her breathless.

Xu Qingran was in the operating room, and the driver who had just given him the secret of love had died on the spot.

Perhaps she used too much force, and the originally smooth sleeves were soon wrinkled. Today was also the first time she went out without makeup and without wearing high heels.

On the other hand, Xu Rong was suppressing his worries and holding several subordinates, led by Qiao Lin, accountable with anger.

"In addition to the company's insurance, you paid Xiao Li's family three million yuan in compensation and a property. How did you do that? Why did the reporters only know about the accident half an hour later?"

"Chairman, rest assured. I'll take care of Xiao Li's situation... As for the reporter, I've done my best to deal with the aftermath within a short period of time. I've also contacted witnesses and the police to ensure confidentiality. Logically, the news shouldn't get out, and even if it did, there's no reason for it to be exposed so quickly."

Qiao Lin was also extremely anxious. Although his boss often caused him trouble, he was a good person. He was generous to him and even trusted him 100%.

The most important thing is that he thinks Xu Qingran is quite interesting. He insists on being himself under the oppression of his parents and would rather destroy the whole world than give in. This is a dream that many people dare to think about but not do.

Xu Rong was very dissatisfied with his answer. He raised his head, took a deep breath, and tried to smooth his brows manually, but to no avail.

"It's all because of Ye Yan... Qingran insisted on hanging out with him. If he had stayed in City A, this wouldn't have happened!"

Xu Rong suddenly turned his resentment towards Ye Yan, which was unreasonable but also understandable.

However, the two words "Ye Yan" also successfully triggered the emotional breakdown that Lin Anyi had been trying hard to suppress.

She suddenly released the hand that had been digging into her arm, lowered her head, closed her eyes, endured the heartache, and gritted her teeth, saying, "It's Ye Yan again. If anything happens to Qing Ran, I will never forgive him...Qiao Lin, this is the consequence of you secretly passing messages for them. How will you take responsibility?"

Lin Anyi looked back at Qiao Lin with eyes full of resentment, as if Xu Qingran’s car accident was caused by Ye Yan, and the role Qiao Lin played between them was nothing more than a supporter of their relationship, and as hateful as Ye Yan.

At the moment, Qiao Lin no longer cares whether Lin Anyi will punish him. He is only worried about Xu Qingran's life safety, and whether he will have to face the difficulties of his family again after he wakes up, forcing him to give up his beloved.

He saw that with Xu Rong and Lin Anyi's current attitude, Xu Qingran was afraid that he would not be able to persuade this strong and selfish pair of parents even if he gave his life, and he couldn't help but feel helpless for them.

Before Qiao Lin could think of a reason to comfort Lin Anyi, the door of the operating room suddenly opened, and doctors and nurses in sterile suits came out holding papers. The people waiting outside immediately greeted them.

"Doctor, how is my son?" Lin Anyi's voice trembled, and she was eager to hear the words that her son was not in danger of life.

"It's far from ideal, as Young Master Xu wasn't wearing a seatbelt in the back seat. Fortunately, he protected his head before the collision, otherwise he wouldn't have even had a chance of recovery. He's been saved, but his injuries are severe, with multiple fractures and even ruptures throughout his body, as well as significant internal injuries. Lifelong paralysis and post-operative complications are possible, so I'd like you two to sign this critical illness notice."

Doctors are used to seeing life and death, so when describing a patient's condition, there is no extra emotion except for the feeling of being in a hurry.

When Lin Anyi saw the critical illness notice handed to her by the nurse, her legs suddenly went weak and she fell into Xu Rong's arms.

They understood the doctor's implicit meaning. Although the patient was saved temporarily, it did not mean that there would not be a life-threatening postoperative accident in the near future.

Lin Anyi's world collapsed. The strong woman who had always been resolute and decisive cried in her husband's arms, and her sobs could be heard far away in the empty corridor.

Meanwhile, downstairs, the battle between security guards and reporters had not yet stopped.

"I received news that Xu Qingran had a car accident. If this is true, it would be enough for me to take a picture of Ye Yan appearing here in my life."

"Me too. I don't know if what someone said is reliable or not."

"I think it's possible. I heard the car involved in the accident was a Rolls-Royce Phantom with the license plate number ending in 8899. I heard it was the Xu family's car."

"It's absolutely true. Someone just saw the chairman of ATIM Group and his wife go in. Let's stay here. If he and Ye Yan are real, Ye Yan will definitely show up. Even if she is fake, the Xu family has such a big thing going on, there is something to write about..."

Unable to push aside the human wall erected by security, the group of people who made a living from reporting news could only step back temporarily and talk about what they might gain from this trip.

In their eyes, the matter of human life was not as important as finding evidence that Xu Qingran and Ye Yan were in love. This was particularly ironic under the red cross light that was still on at two o'clock in the morning.

They were betting on Ye Yan's appearance. The top-tier homosexual relationship plus the devastating accident of the wealthy president, a big news that killed two birds with one stone, was enough to make them temporarily lose their humanity.

In the lobby on the first floor, Qiao Lin stood in the dark, watching the situation outside, and once again took the risk to call Ye Yan's assistant.

"Fushan Hospital is surrounded by reporters. Tell Ye Yan not to get close."

"I advised him to try, but the success rate might not be high..."

At this time, Ye Yan's car had reached the only way to enter City A, which was the cross-sea bridge where Xu Qingran had the accident. The police had already set up a cordon at the scene to collect evidence and deal with the aftermath.

Under the guidance of the traffic police, the vehicles left the scene in an orderly manner. Ye Yan saw that the familiar cars had all been pulled back to the bridge surface and were broken into pieces like the Lego models he accidentally knocked over.

Although the license plate had been temporarily obscured in order not to reveal the identity of the owner, Ye Yan could still recognize it. Without any unique features, it was Xu Qingran's car.

The other party in the accident was a logistics transport vehicle, only the front of the vehicle was damaged but the cab was not damaged.

Ye Yan looked at the nightmare mirror outside the car window in a daze, with fear still in his eyes under the brim of his hat. In a trance, he seemed to hear Qiao Lin's voice, and instantly turned around and leaned over to the passenger seat to grab his assistant's mobile phone.

"Is it Qiao Lin? How is Qiao Lin and Xu Qingran? He didn't drive the car himself, did he?"

He asked with forced calmness, but he didn't notice that his hands had begun to tremble unconsciously, even numb, and he could hardly hold the phone.

He just saw that the driver's seat of Xu Qingran's car was dented, as if it had been hit head-on. He couldn't imagine how the driver could survive such damage.