At six o'clock in the morning, the top floor of the inpatient department of the city central hospital itself is a VIP floor, with few patients and quietness. Now half of the corridor has been blocked by the police, and the guns are installed and guarded strictly, and the barriers are tight. All medical staff passing by must be proved to be honest.

The atmosphere was suppressed and solemn, and no one dared to say a word.

But in such a suffocating environment, there was a man sitting lazily on a bench inside the cordon, his eyes slightly closed, his back against the wall, his legs stretched out. His shirt was covered with large pieces of dry blood, his sleeves were rolled up, and his right arm was bent from his elbow to his wrist, and his snow-white bandages were wrapped around his shirt.

The sound of the hospital bed cart went from far to near. He raised his eyes, and there was still an undissipated aura inside.

Rong Shaoliang was pushed into a special ward with a ventilator. When he passed Rong Ye, he stared coldly for a few seconds, except that the corner of his mouth was hooked upward, and he did not move for a moment.

This smile was cold and alienating. Seeing it made the police guarding the corridor feel a little cold, and I couldn't help but sigh silently.

Rong Ye has long been well known in the criminal police team and the serious crime team. The police have always suspected that there is a huge black industry behind the Rong family, but Rong Shaoliang is extremely cautious and cunning. The police cannot find a breakthrough or obtain evidence, let alone file a case and arrest.

Until Rongye began to appear in the field of view.

At first, Rong Ye was stared as a key observer. After all, Rong Er Shao was notorious. According to the rumors, there was nothing he dared to do in burning, killing, looting, and killing. As a result, the police stared at him for a long time, but they didn't catch any problems.

Rong Ye held several high-educational degrees and was still purring in the army. He had academic aura, but obviously heavier murderous aura.

At that time, the police leadership unanimously determined that he was a naturally cold-blooded criminal, smart and calm, and had all achieved his goal, without any flaws at all, and the danger was too high.

As a result, no one expected that such a fearful killing weapon would take the initiative to communicate with the police and break the arrogant halo of the Rong family with his own hands.

Rong Ye knew about the police half a year ago.

"I may be in danger. If I die, I will give you all the evidence of the crime I can get in my hands, but it is not enough to subvert the Rong family."

"If you don't communicate or communicate, you must wait patiently. Maybe the time will not be short, but never act rashly."

The leadership trusted Rong Ye and always held back and did not alert the enemy.

Sure enough, Rong Ye came back again after losing contact. In the early morning of a few hours ago, the police worked hard to cooperate with Rong Ye to finally close the net. He followed the Crime Team and the Special Forces to serve.

Before going, everyone knew that Rong Shaoliang and the father and son would probably be desperate. Rong Ye was in danger of life, and even he was so nervous that he was sweating. However, when he rushed into the office of the group building, the scene was unexpectedly terrifying.

The Rong family was already half crazy and didn't care about "forgering Rong Ye's suicide scene and letting him take the blame." The Changsun stabbed Rong Ye's carotid artery with a knife. Rong Ye tilted his head and hid, and the tip of the knife fell on his arm, slid all the way to the inside of his wrist, blood pouring.

The next second, just as they kicked the door open with guns to prepare for rescue, Rong Ye grabbed the knife with bloody hands, raised his wrist completely red, and directly pressed his brother's slutty hand on the table, stabbing his blade down without blinking, piercing it alive.

As the wailing and screaming were everywhere, Rong Ye's face was covered with blood, and he raised his eyes with a smile, facing a row of black muzzles, and even raised his eyebrows: "Police Officer, I abide by the law very much and I don't want anyone to die. I'm still waiting to go home to marry my wife."

He was still a little trembling when he thought of that scene now.

The coldness and ruthlessness that broke out from Rong Ye's bones was not enough for everyone in the Rong family to play with.

This is why Rong Ye firmly stood aside with the police. The matter of stabbing the hand will be considered as his own defense. Otherwise, if he really wanted to get to the opposite side and even if he wasted dozens of times the police force, it would probably be difficult to deal with the crazy Young Master Rong Er.

The police stood in the hospital corridor, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Rong Ye again.

Young Master Rong was still sitting on the bench in silence, holding his cell phone tightly in his hand, and the screen was lit, but his expression was no longer as cold as before, and his eyes and eyebrows were filled with sweetness... the one who was loved by others?!

The police squinted his eyes in shock. He seemed to be... reading Weibo?

More than half an hour later, the doctor came out of the ward of Qing Shaoliang, took off his mask and whispered: "The patient was greatly stimulated and caused shock. Now that he is awake, he can speak, and he asks to see Rongye."

Rong Ye slowly opened his eyes: "It just so happens that I have something to say."

Seeing that Rong Shaoliang could not die, the police felt relieved and agreed to Rong Ye go in first.

In the ward, Rong Shaoliang was as if he was about to step into the coffin overnight. He stared at Rong Ye, with a needle in his hand and tried to catch something and smash it at him.

But I didn't catch anything, but I was so panting that I couldn't breathe.

Rong Ye pulled a chair and sat down beside the hospital bed. Before Rong Shaoliang could open his mouth, he asked bluntly: "You have interfered with my ID, right? If I hadn't found fingerprint household registration information when I made the promise, I wouldn't know that even the identity of "Rong Ye" was fake."

"I made an appointment with Yu Yao, and by chance I was spread by her agency, you know," he continued, "so you took advantage of my helplessness and pushed me, making everyone, including Yu Yao, sure that Rong Ye banned her. Why are you doing? At that time, you were very confident and didn't need her to control me, and there was no need to care whether I had emotional weaknesses."

"You just can't accept things like me that are inferior to cats and dogs, and you may be happy, right?"

Rong Shaoliang's forehead showed its blue veins and did not refute.

Rong Ye got the answer and nodded with a sneer: "Okay, I have nothing to say. Ask me, I have limited time and I have to clean up the mess of the Rong family. After all, there are so many uncontaminated industries, all waiting for me to take over."

"By the way, I haven't told you yet," he tilted his head. "The 'medical upstart' that started competing with the Rong family in the past few years was once regarded as a thorn in your side and was also my company."

Even if he put aside the Rong family, he still has the capital to support his wife.

Rong Shaoliang used his strength to the limit, and suddenly he was relieved. His head was raised and he fell back onto the pillow. He asked hoarsely: "...When did you start preparing?"

Rong Ye looked quiet: "Since the first time I had to touch those filthy hands with my own hands."

His neckline was slightly open, and his neck and jaw were pale and sharp: "I know that once I get stuck, I will not be qualified to get the only thing I want until I die in my life."

Rong Shaoliang was breathing heavily.

Rong Ye smiled slightly, and a clear mist floated in his eyebrows and eyes: "Grandpa, you can't imagine that in your eyes, people who are not even considered ants, also have treasures, money, power, identity, your property, and my life. Compared with her, they are worthless from beginning to end."

Rong Shaoliang's turbid eyes were filled with death, and he gritted his teeth and murmured Yu Yao's name.

"Don't call these two words, you're not worthy," Rong Ye leaned over slightly and raised his phone. On it was Yu Yao's Weibo. He turned the screen to Rong Shaoliang, forcing him to look, and his eyes bent, "Can you believe it? She loves me."

"We have so few opportunities to meet. I have too many things to suppress and say nothing. I hide it from her and bully her. Even the entire network is telling her that I am the enemy who killed her parents."

"but……"

Rong Ye's eyes were red, with waves surging, but his lips were raised, and his smile was innocent.

"She never doubted me."

"She believes in me."

"At the darkest time, she wants me."

In this ward, Rongye's world seemed to be suddenly broken.

The endless abyss is far away from him.

He was tightly held back by a pair of firm and soft hands and pulled into the arms of his desire for everything.

In the evening of early summer, Yu Yao sat in a barbecue shop full of fireworks, surrounded by a group of people.

"Dream Mountain" passed the review successfully and will be released soon, with the pre-sale box office reaching a new level. The main creative team was extremely excited and forced Yu Yao out for dinner. They also chose a down-to-earth barbecue with beer on the table and foaming.

During the meal, a few people were drunk and talked endlessly about the most explosive news recently.

"Speaking of this, I can't believe this matter until today. I thought it was subversive enough, but it would be even more exciting! Rong Ye is simply amazing. I have never admired anyone in my life. Rong Ye is completely convinced."

"Fuck me alone! Apart from the cooperation of the police, he has no foreign aid at all. How can he do it? In an environment where life is a problem, he can take Rong Shaoliang's three generations of grandparents and grandchildren."

"I was cursing the whole Internet at night, and I wanted to tear Rong Ye away all the corpses. When the day begins, he is a god."

"You see, the police officially issued an announcement the day before yesterday, listing the crimes of the Rong family one by one. This is really a serious crime. The next step is to wait for the trial to be announced. Rong Ye is now busy dealing with the group's follow-up. He is the legitimate heir of the Rong family. With the industry in his own hands, this capital circle has officially changed."

"Just kidding, what kind of heaven has become? Didn't Rong Ye walk sideways before? From the day when Rong Er Shao appeared, who have you ever been afraid of? The sky is not as big as him."

The table was full of people slapped the table and laughed, nodding in agreement.

Some of his eyes moved carefully to Yu Yao's face.

Yu Yao lowered her eyes, picked up the iced juice and took a sip, but didn't say anything.

Everyone couldn't bear to mention Prosecutor General Yu and Dr. Cheng, for fear of making Yu Yao sad, so the topic gradually turned to gossip.

"Hey, do you know, Rong Ye was interviewed early that morning and who was the girl he was talking about?"

"Who can know this unless Rong Ye himself made it public, but I was so surprised. People like Rong Er Shao would actually have girls they like, and they were so gentle. My God, he said that sentence in blood at that time, so handsome."

"Where is Sister Yaoyao?" a girl asked excitedly, "It was also early that morning that day, when you suddenly publicly said that someone was in love, we were all curious about who was dead, who was it! Mr. Shen? Or something else? It's not an ex-boyfriend! Can we white jade CP fans still have a way out!"

No one dares to explore Rong Ye's feelings, nor can they reach them.

But Yu Yao is different. She is by her side and can be asked no matter how she asks.

Yu Yao tied her drooping hair, stopped behind her small white ears, held her chin and smiled: "I'm still thinking about whether to continue loving him."

The table suddenly became an uproar and pestered her to ask.

Yu Yao pursed her lips, poured herself half a glass of beer, and snorted coldly.

Why do you love him?

The bastard who killed thousands of swords should be dragged out and hung up and beat him until he cried and begged for mercy.

From the early morning of that day to now, almost a week has passed, and even the news about him has changed several times. From standing in front of the camera with blood bathing, he has a shocking reversal, clearing all his stigma, to attending the official press conference in suit and revealing the truth, during this period, a total of a message was sent to her.

"wait for me."

Just these two words, it's gone.

He didn't call or show up. Rong Ershao kept running in the mouths of others, as if it had nothing to do with her.

Yes, if you have the ability, don’t come to her again. Be his big boss in the capital circle. If you get married in a good place in the future, wouldn’t it be perfect? ​​Why should she be angry?

Yu Yao's eyes showed a little wet peach color, and she raised her wine glass: "I don't have a good alcohol tolerance, so drink a little. As for the love matter... I can see if he can coax me well, and I will decide whether I want him."

After dark, the dinner was still not over. Yu Yao drank less, but she was slightly drunk.

When the assistant drove the car outside the community and was about to enter the gate, she suddenly said, "Just get here, I'll go in by myself."

"No, Sister Yaoyao," the assistant said hurriedly, "It's raining."

Yu Yao looked outside the car window. The rain was not heavy. She shaved the glass rustling. She pulled out the umbrella from the storage box: "I'm not that stingy. I just woke up and I'll be there in a few steps."

What else the assistant wanted to say? Yu Yao had already pushed open the car door and held up an umbrella to walk into the rain.
To be continued...