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This was already the second night. Bei Mingye didn't know what he was rolling on the bed. He actually rolled several times for more than two hours, and his consciousness was still so clear.
I went to bed at twelve o'clock last night. Just like now, I kept my eyes open until dawn and managed to sleep for half an hour. Half an hour later, I accidentally turned over and wanted to hug the woman next to me, but I didn't want to hug her. After a while, the person wakes up immediately, and after waking up, he can't fall asleep again.
Because it was his first day, he just stayed up all night, which was nothing to him. He went to work as usual the next day.
But it was already past two o'clock, and he was still tossing and turning like last night, unable to sleep.
It¡¯s not that he doesn¡¯t know what he is thinking, but he has slept alone for so many years. It makes no sense that he has become accustomed to a woman in just a few months. He is so used to it that he can¡¯t sleep well without her by his side. This is very important to him. It's just a terrible thing.
No one can stay with you forever. Even the two closest people in the world will always be separated. This kind of dependence is terrible.
He keeps telling himself that he has to quit and not get used to anyone's taste. However, whether he can quit is another matter. Anyway, he can't sleep now.
Time passed little by little, and the second hand of the clock on the wall also jumped step by step in his sight, looping around in circles.
His head was about to explode. He had only slept for less than thirty minutes in the more than forty hours since he woke up at around six o'clock the day before yesterday. If he continued like this, how could he still have the energy to work?
Distraught, he finally lifted the quilt, sat up from the bed, combed his messy hair, picked up the phone from the bedside table, swiped his long finger across the screen, and clicked on the two familiar words.
It was almost three o'clock. Calling her at this time would probably disturb her sweet dream, but suddenly he really wanted to hear her voice and say a few words to her.
But Bei Mingye is still Bei Mingye after all. He is not famous. He is not like that little girl who just thinks and does it.
Finally, his long finger crossed the screen, and he was about to throw the phone back on the bedside table, but unexpectedly, the phone rang.
It was a familiar number, but it was not a famous one. He was a little hesitant to call him at three o'clock in the morning.
I didn¡¯t want to answer the call at first, but I felt something was wrong. I hesitated and finally picked up the phone: ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡±
What came from the other end of the phone was not Yu Feifan's voice, but another unfamiliar female voice: "Mr. Beiming, I am Miss Yu's assistant Manny. I really have no choice but to use Miss Yu's mobile phone to call you. Mr. Beiming"
"Tell me something."
Bei Mingye threw two cold words, which scared Manny to stop her mouth. She took a deep breath and said: "Mr. Bei Ming, Miss Yu has a stomachache, it hurts badly."
"Then why don't you send her to the hospital quickly?" If you don't go to a doctor when you're sick, what's the use of going to him?
Manny's voice sounded even more anxious. She said anxiously: "I don't know who leaked the news that Miss Yu is here. There are a lot of movie fans blocked at the bottom of the hotel. I am helping Miss Yu go down now, but she is blocked by them." It¡¯s in the hotel lobby.¡±
"Have you called the police?" Bei Mingye frowned and asked again.
Manny became even more anxious and nodded: "The police have been called, but there are too many fans and the police can't do anything. Sir, Miss Yu has severe stomach pain. I wonder if she has acute appendicitis."
"I'll be right over, take care of her." Bei Mingye said no more, hung up the phone, got off the bed, walked to the closet, found a set of casual clothes and put them on casually, took the phone and hurried upstairs. Run down.
When I went downstairs, I didn¡¯t forget to call Yi Tang¡¯s phone number and said urgently: ¡°Assemble a team of people to go to Yu Feifan¡¯s hotel. She is blocked by movie fans and can¡¯t get out.¡±
"Yes." Yitang didn't ask why. All orders given by Mr. Yi will be carried out.
Bei Mingye ignored him and took the lead to leave the hall, picked up the car from the garage, and quickly left the Imperial Garden and drove down the mountain.
When Bei Mingye arrived, a group of movie fans were indeed blocked outside the hotel. Both the front and back doors were blocked. There were police blocking them in front, so no one could get in, but those inside couldn't get out either.
Bei Mingye came outside the crowd, and landed his big palm on the back collars of two of them. He raised his hand and the two people were quickly thrown out, and screams suddenly rang out.
?As soon as everyone turned around, they saw Bei Mingye bringing two people together againHe lifted it up, and before the two people had time to scream, they had already been thrown out by him, and they fell to the ground in pieces.
Some people were yelling, but most of them were frightened by Bei Mingye's cold aura and took a few steps back.
Movie fans on three floors inside and three outside could not stop a man. He squeezed his way from the outside to the inside. It only took him a few seconds.
More people voluntarily got out of the way, no one dared to touch him, and he threw them out like objects.
Bei Mingye walked directly through the crowd and glanced at the two policemen who were blocking him. He said coldly: "I am Yu Feifan's friend, Bei Mingye, the president of the Empire Group. Give me a break."
When they heard it was Bei Mingye, the two policemen immediately gave way and let him in.
Who doesn¡¯t know that there have been scandals between the CEO of the Imperial Group and Yu Feifan? Even if no one took a photo of the two of them getting close, everyone knew that Bei Mingye was the one behind Yu Feifan. Bei Mingye had made Yu Feifan's star path along the way.
Bei Mingye ignored the fans' looks that were either stunning, envious, or too complicated to see through. He walked in from the lobby, and with a quick glance, he saw Yu Feifan sitting on the sofa next to the lobby, and her Assistant Manny.
Manny¡¯s sharp eyes saw him early in the morning. When she saw him coming this way, she stood up and greeted him: "Mr. Beiming, Miss Yu has been having a stomachache and she hasn't gotten better until now."
"Have you called an ambulance?" Bei Mingye strode over and came directly to Yu Feifan.
Manny said hurriedly: "I called, but there were many movie fans' cars blocked outside and the ambulance couldn't get in."
Bei Mingye knew that because he had parked far away just now and he had walked all the way here.
¡°These movie fans are really crazy. No one is willing to get out of the way even when Yu Feifan is sick. He really can¡¯t understand this kind of star-chasing, because he has never chased one before.
"How is it?" He squatted down in front of Yu Feifan and leaned forward to look at her.
Yu Feifan bit her lip hard, her lips were a bit white, and even her face was pale. A large amount of sweat was oozing out from her forehead. It was really painful to look like this.
"How did you get to this point before you even thought about going to the hospital?" Bei Mingye blamed him: "Why doesn't this grown-up know how to take care of himself?" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com