Eighty-Five: Love Buried by Time (Eighty-Five)

However, you cannot install a switch in your heart, and emotional matters cannot be controlled by yourself.

"Do you believe it?" Yu Zeyao asked.

"I have no reason not to believe it." Jing Yu felt that his voice had become much lower. She looked at the man's handsome face, which was incomprehensible, and said, "I saw you together in the White Feather Palace, and I also saw you together on a cruise ship. There was another time when she and you welcomed foreign guests. I think these are enough to explain you. They get along very well. It wouldn’t be a surprise if they actually get married.”

His eyes were a little colder, and the joy he felt just because she mentioned Mo Huan had turned into smoke and dissipated, replaced by Yu Zu. She said it all so calmly. It was far different from his reaction when he heard her calling that man's name in her sleep.

Putting himself in her shoes, if he thought she was going to marry another man, he would not be able to be as calm as her.

"You think we will get married, but you are still so calm. You don't question, you don't get angry, and you don't get jealous?" he asked quietly.

Jing Yu was silent for a moment. She lowered her eyes and looked at the ground. After a while, she raised her eyes again and looked at him, "Do you want me to be jealous?"

He looked at her beautiful, calm face and suddenly felt powerless. Their feelings were not equal, and he knew it from the beginning.

But now that she was approaching him step by step, he began to unconsciously want to force more. I hope her feelings for him are equal to his love for her. Hope that she will lose her mind for herself, hope that she will worry about gain and loss for herself like he did for her.

"Forget it." Even he found it boring. In the end, Yu Zeyao just removed his hand from the door and said, "Go in."

Without saying anything else, he walked inside alone. Jing Yu looked at the figure behind him and sighed quietly.

She could see that he was angry, or at least she had made him unhappy. But in this matter, she is the one who should be really unhappy. Even if she asked about Mo Huan, he didn't give her an explanation or explanation in the end.

Is there no explanation, or is it impossible to explain?

Jingyu couldn't see what this man was thinking.

She followed him in. But he was not a person without grace. Even if he was unhappy just now, after entering the house, he would not leave her alone and embarrass her.

He took her to his mother and said, "Mom, we are back."

Mrs. Yu looked at Jing Yu and smiled happily.

Holding Jing Yu's hand, he scolded his son, "It's not easy for you to come back. Doctor Jing, sit down quickly. You must be hungry! It's already past 12 o'clock."

Madam is still as enthusiastic as before, no, even more so. Moreover, he didn't ask anything about their relationship, which made Jing Yu feel much more relaxed. After all, the state of mind when I came here today is completely different from the state of mind when I came here before.

Madam led Jing Yu to sit down next to her. Yu Zeyao glanced at her and saw that she didn't ask him for help, so he let them sit down. He sat down opposite her.

At the dinner table, Mrs. Yu has been serving Jingyu dishes. Jingyu was embarrassed to refuse, so he accepted it. He thought of something and asked with concern: "Madam, how is your leg now? What did the teacher say?"

"It's much better. Professor Luo said that now we don't need to come every week, just check in once a month. I mostly walk by myself now. I don't need to borrow a wheelchair anymore."

"That's good." Jing Yu nodded happily.

Yu Zeyao sat opposite her, looking at her little expressions with a deep expression.

Jing Yu noticed that he was looking at her, and when his gaze passed over, he was no longer looking at her. Just eat with an expressionless face.

Mrs. Yu noticed something was wrong and asked her son, "What's wrong? He didn't talk much as soon as he entered the door."

"nothing."

"Are you worried?" The lady brought some food to her son. Yu Zenan was shouting about favoritism from the side. His brother and sister-in-law were both there, but he was not. Yu Zeyao moved the food in his bowl to Yu Zenan, and then said slowly: "It's not a personal matter, it's a business matter."

"Mom can't help you with business matters. If it's a private matter, you can tell me and let me enlighten you."

Yu Zenan smiled, "Mom, you have to hand over the guidance work from now on."

Mrs. Yu understood and looked at Jing Yu with a smile, "Yes, from now on, if you have anything on your mind, just talk to Dr. Jing. Dr. Jing is definitely more comforting than me."

Yu Zeyao looked at Jing Yu and said nothing. But Jing Yu knew that this person must have serious opinions about this sentence. In his eyes, she was not a considerate person. On the contrary, she always made him angry for no reason.

She didn't answer the call and didn't give him a chance to harm her. Even if it hurts her in my heart.

This meal was actually relatively easy to eat. Only he was depressed and didn't talk much.

Yu Zeyao escorted her to the entrance of the Vice Presidential Palace and said to her, "Get out of the car."

He didn't get out of the car. He had business in the afternoon.

Jingyu got off the car. He wanted to say something, but before he could say it, he stopped him again. He told her, "Don't run around. It's not safe outside."

She nodded and looked at the bodyguard standing at the door, "Even if I really want to run away, I can't. They only listen to you."

"As long as you know, go in."

He closed the car door. Jing Yu subconsciously pressed the door, while Yu Zeyao frowned and hurriedly pushed the car door open for fear of crushing her hand. He looked at her white fingers and said angrily, "Be careful!"

Jing Yu originally wanted to ask him when he would come back, but when he scolded him, he kept the words in his heart. She put her hand down and her words became, "You said you would let me talk to Jingrong before. When did you say it?"

Yu Zeyao didn't know she was thinking so much, so he just said "hmm", "Go in and wait."

After saying that, he looked at her, "Anything else you want to ask?"

Jing Yu thought about it and shook his head.

Yu Zeyao had expected her to bring up Mo Huan again. Bringing it up twice in a short period of time at least showed that he cared. But she didn't.

Yu Zeyao told the driver to drive, and Jing Yu watched the car gradually disappear from her sight until it was completely out of sight. She felt a little empty in her heart.

The cold wind blew over, and she turned around and went back to the house.

Just after she put down her bag, took a shower, and changed into home clothes, the housekeeper came upstairs and knocked on the door.

"Miss Jing, there is a video call for you."

Jing Yu quickly opened the door, and the housekeeper held the phone in front of her. She knew it was Jing Rong, and she was overjoyed.

Clicking to connect, Jing Rong's face appeared in front of her. Jing Yu's eyes were a little tearful. After all, he was still a child, and at this moment he was sick, but she could only leave him alone abroad.

"Sister, everything is fine, why are you crying?" Jing Rong was lying on the white sheets, trying his best to make himself look relaxed.