Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

"Shut up, everyone."

Suddenly, Yin Junye roared angrily, and the ward fell silent in an instant.

Everyone looked at him, as if they couldn't believe that he would suddenly get angry.

Yin Junye's sinister black eyes swept over Liao Qiyu and others one by one, his expression was terribly cold, and his eyes looked as if he wanted to eat people.

Liao Qiyou was frightened by his stare. After all, he had something on him, so he didn't dare to protest Di Guanwei's decision as radically as other directors did.

But he didn't want Yin Junye to take over the Di family from the bottom of his heart, because he felt that the Di family would be destroyed in his hands.

"Oh no, sir. A lot of reporters have gathered at the hospital entrance. They want an explanation about the chemical plant incident."

Suddenly, Lu Mian rushed into the ward, his old face pale with fear, and he looked very frightened.

Liao Qiyou and others were stunned when they heard this and looked at each other.

"not me."

"What are you looking at? It's not me."

"Not me either."

Everyone argued with each other, and finally everyone's eyes fell on Liao Qiyou.

Seeing everyone's eyes on him, Liao Qiyou got annoyed. "Why are you looking at me? You don't think I called these reporters here, do you?"

"I'm fucking crazy, right? People are dead, so why am I calling reporters to force Director Di to give an explanation? I would have done it a few days ago."

He was so angry that his thick eyebrows were furrowed and his face looked ugly.

Everyone shut up after he rebuked them.

Lu Mian was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. "Dear directors, now is not the time to find the traitor. Instead, we should leave here immediately."

"That group of reporters came with such force, it looked like they wouldn't give up until they got an explanation."

"Master, what's the matter? You're still weak and can't walk."

Lu Mian was so anxious that he was like an ant on hot pan, almost running around in circles.

After hearing what he said, Liao Qiyu and others paused for a few seconds, and then quickly left the room one by one.

Why do they want Director Di to give an explanation? If those reporters who specialize in digging into people's privacy saw the directors, they would probably surround them for interviews.

Losing all their loved ones overnight was already enough to upset them, and they didn't want to be surrounded by a swarm of flies buzzing around.

Soon, only Di Guanwei, Lu Mian and Yin Junye were left in the ward.

Seeing Yin Junye was about to leave with an indifferent look on his face, Lu Mian immediately said, "Young Master, can you take the master with you?"

Yin Junye ignored him and walked straight ahead with his long legs, his back looking very indifferent.

Seeing this, Lu Mian became anxious and fell to his knees with a thud.

Di Guanwei was startled by him, and his deep voice suddenly rose, "Lu Mian, what are you doing? Get up!"

Yin Junye also turned around at this time, looked at Lu Mian who was kneeling on the ground, strode over and picked him up with rough movements.

Lu Mian's voice choked a little when he was mentioned by him. "The doctor said that the master doesn't have much time left. Young Master, please save him, otherwise when those reporters rush over, he might..."

Di Guanwei couldn't stand too much stimulation right now, but those reporters were always sharp-tongued, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to cope and would die of anger.

His body was already weak, and if he got even more angry, he really wouldn't be able to survive.

Yin Junye looked at Lu Mian, whose eyes were filled with tears, gritted his teeth, and looked at Di Guanwei. His tall body suddenly bent in front of him, and his voice was cold and piercing, "Come up."

Di Guanwei was stunned for a moment. Looking at his broad back, he suddenly felt a warm current flowing into his heart.

This kid actually...

With the help of Lu Mian, Di Guanwei lay on Yin Junye's back.

The three of them went downstairs by stairs instead of taking the elevator.

The bumpy feeling made the weak Di Guanwei's eyes cloudy and dull. He put his hands around Yin Junye's neck and held it, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He couldn't see Yin Junye's expression from this angle, but when he felt his steady and agile steps, his heart ached slightly.

This was the first time since he was a child that he was carried on someone's back, and that person was the free-range grandson whom he despised the most.

Something in his eye sockets gradually blurred his vision, and his bony body trembled violently.