闪电算

Their intersections began with her lottery drawing his name at the Bureau of Civil Affairs, and he must have designed the starlit ceiling in his bedroom long ago…

Phew, keep it together, Ye Xingguang told herself not to overthink. Otherwise, her face would be slapped till it rang with pain. She had been slapped in the face before…

Having said that, Ye Xingguang mustered all her strength, pushed him away, then jumped up: “I’m going to my room to get your birthday present.”

Watching her flee with wild abandon, Ye Jun raised a bitter smile in his heart. Indeed, it wouldn’t do.

He discarded his bad boy image, and when she left the bedroom, he immediately walked towards the balcony, intending to leave the villa.

There were too many people in the villa, the friends he had invited over. He couldn’t possibly tell everyone, “I’m sorry, I’m falling sick. You all should get as far away as possible.” So, he could only choose to leave on his own.

He had brought her upstairs just as an excuse, to conveniently no longer entertain guests later.

Ye Jun was considering descending along the wall pipe and only realized standing at the edge of the balcony that to prevent the fish-tail plant from climbing up, he had ordered his bodyguards to dismantle all the climbing pipes.

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Ye Xingguang came back with the birthday present, just in time to see Ye Jun on the railing of the balcony, looking like he was about to jump off.

She was so frightened that she promptly dropped the birthday present, ran over to grab his arm, and yelled, “Ye Jun, are you mad? Just because I don’t want to give it to you, you’re thinking about jumping off the balcony?”

Hearing her words, the corner of Ye Jun’s eyes twitched severely: “…”

“Come down, aren’t you capable of withstanding such setbacks?”

Mad, just mad. If she had been too late, she couldn’t even dare to think how the headline reporters would write about it tomorrow?

“Shut up!”

Ye Jun’s forehead’s veins were pulsating, even with a good temper, hearing her words would make anyone annoyed: “I have something to do, I need to leave for a while, and you can’t tell anyone, got it?”

He needed to leave by jumping off the balcony? Ye Xingguang didn’t believe it at all.

She forcibly pulled the man standing on the balcony railing down, and when she grabbed his arm, she realized that his arm was a bit cold. The light in the living room was dim, so she hadn’t noticed his face, but the balcony light was on, and she noticed there was something off about his face.

Ye Xingguang boldly guessed, “You… you’re not having a relapse, are you?”

Ye Jun ignored her, forcibly pulling her hand away.

Ye Xingguang was quick to hug his arm tightly: “Are you really ill again? What’s wrong with your illness? Don’t leave, I can control your illness, don’t jump off the building, and you don’t need to suck human blood, the drink I gave you last time was not blood.”

“Let go!” Ye Jun was repulsed by her at the moment, finding her a bit annoying.

He regretted not locking the bedroom door behind him when she left earlier.

“No let go! Why should I always listen to you?”

Ye Xingguang dragged him back into the bedroom, then locked the balcony door, “Wait here for me, and I’ll be back soon… no, I’m afraid you might jump off the building again, so I’ll make a call, and ask the servant to bring up a bowl of hot water. I can help you suppress your illness temporarily, trust me!”

Ye Jun moved her behind the balcony door with a swift move, propped his hand on the side of her face, and growled, “Since you won’t let me go, let’s do something I want to do.”