Chapter 486: She Can’t Die
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Impossible, impossible…”
Ye Xingyao’s hands trembled as he watched the news in the living room with bloodshot eyes.
Li Lizhu lowered her eyelashes to hide the smugness and viciousness in her eyes. She smiled calmly.
She deliberately turned on the television to let Ye Xingyao know that that woman was gone.
He no longer needed to pine for that woman.
From now on, Ye Xingyao would definitely turn his eyes to her and realize how good she was.
She stood up and walked over to Ye Xingyao as she watched the news on the television with a sad face. “How could An’an have died in an accident?”
She choked on her tears.
“How did this happen?”
“Didn’t she say she was doing well?”
“Why is she in a psychiatric hospital?”
“Why did she die in an accident after escaping from the psychiatric hospital?”
“All these years, she told that she was doing well. Has she been comforting all along?”
Li Lizhu sobbed. Tears stread down her face like rain. She looked even more heart-broken than if her own mother had died.
Ye Xingyao turned around and staggered out of the presidential palace.
“Ye Ming, send to see…” Gu An’an.
Before he could finish speaking, his vision darkened and he suddenly fell forward.
Ye Ming quickly held the President up and said worriedly,
“Mr. President, are you okay?”
Li Lizhu imdiately ran to the president and helped Ye Ming to bring him to the couch.
“The President is in a coma due to grief. Go and get a doctor for the President.”
Ye Ming imdiately whipped out his cell phone.
“Ye MO, co to the presidential palace imdiately. The President is unconscious.”
“Okay, I’ll be right there,” Ye MO replied imdiately.
Li Lizhu wanted to take the opportunity to help the President into her bedroom. Seeing that Ye Ming was keeping close to the President, she was a little angry.
She asked gently,
“Ye Ming, didn’t I tell you to call the doctor over?”
“Madam, I’ve already called Mr. President’s personal doctor. He’ll be here soon,” Ye Ming replied expressionlessly.
Li Lizhu: ‘
After a mont of silence, Li Lizhu pretended to be concerned.
“When Ye MO gets here, tell him to take good care of the President. I suggest letting the President rest more and don’t let him co into contact with things that will easily make him sad.” “Okay.” Ye Ming nodded expressionlessly.
The next day.
Ye Xingyao—who had been unconscious for a day and a night—finally woke up.
As soon as he got out of bed, he imdiately asked Ye Ming for confirmation with a flustered expression.
“Ye Ming, did I have a nightmare?”
Ye Ming was Ye Xingyao’s personal bodyguard. He grew up with Ye Xingyao.
He understood why Ye Xingyao asked this.
It hurt him as he looked at the President who had always been expressionless, domineering, dignified, and cold.
This was the first ti he saw him in panic and pain. He could not help but sigh in his heart.
“Mr. President, perhaps you and Miss An’an are not destined to be together. My condolences.”
“Impossible, impossible…”
Ye Xingyao suddenly punched the headboard of the bed angrily. His fingers were instantly covered in blood.
He buried his head in his hands in pain. His eyes were red and his voice was choked.
“I’m not with An’ an yet. I haven’t given An’ an a happy ho.”
“How can she die?”
“l haven’t apologized to her. I haven’t admitted my mistake to her. I haven’t…”
His deep and hoarse voice was choked with sobs.
“Haven’t given her a big wedding yet.”
“She can’t die.’
Ye Xingyao felt as if there was a huge gaping hole in his heart. It was as if he was being cut into pieces. It was so painful that he was bleeding profusely and could not breathe..
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