The president's fancy little maid

Chapter 289

Huang Boxuan followed his father through several winding corridors and finally stopped in front of a small building.

"Open the door." Zhuge Yunkang orders the bodyguard in front of the building.

Father and son enter this chic three story building. The decoration inside is very Mediterranean style, which is Ah Ying's favorite sea blue color. In his own YingYuan garden in Chiang Mai, Thailand, the second floor is Mediterranean style decoration, designed by Ah Ying himself.

On the second floor, a maid stood at the door of a room. Zhuge Yunkang and Huang Boxuan came up and said hello respectfully.

"Is miss a Ying good at dinner today?" Zhuge Yunkang asked.

"The young lady yelled for a while this morning, and then she woke up. She was eating her own food. Now she was making ornaments in her room. She didn't let me in to disturb her." The maid said happily.

She has been serving Ah Ying for five years. When she is sober, she treats her like a good friend. If she is good, she will be happy.

"Well, thank you so much!" This is Huang Boxuan's voice. There is a softness on his cold and handsome face.

The maid stood aside in fear. Both of them could not afford to offend themselves. She only hoped that miss a Ying would not get sick after they went in. Otherwise, she was afraid that the father and son would be angry with her.

Huang Boxuan opened the door and saw a Ying sitting on the sofa in the room. The tea table in front of her was full of tools and materials for making trinkets. She was concentrating on wearing beads.

"Ah Ying." Huang Boxuan called softly, and he was very excited. He walked slowly towards her.

Hearing the voice, Ah Ying raised her head and was stunned. First she was surprised, then she shrank back towards the end of the sofa in fear. Suddenly she thought of something. She covered her face with her hands and cried: "you... Don't come here! Don't come here

"Ah Ying, I'm Bo Xuan. I finally found you." Huang Boxuan saw that she was afraid and didn't dare to come near. He stopped and held out his hand. His voice trembled.

"You? You... You want me? Did you come to me? " A Ying put down her hand and showed a pale face full of tears: "so you will find me? You didn't forget me? " I cried and laughed.

Zhuge Yunkang stood at the door and looked at them, then turned around and went downstairs slowly.

In the room, a Ying stood up and ran to the corner, looking at Huang Boxuan stupidly. Her desire for words stopped, and her tears ran down desperately.

Huang Boxuan was afraid of stimulating her, so he had to walk slowly towards her: "Ah Ying, I'm Boxuan. I'm here. Everything's gone. I'm not afraid. I'm here." Dreamy soft.

A Ying seemed to be inspired by his magnetic voice, and moved slowly towards him.

Huang Boxuan stretched out his hands to her. She suddenly stopped and forgot him in horror.

"Ah Ying, do you want to dislike me? I have been sick in recent years, mental illness, that is, people say neuropathy, do you also dislike me? You won't come? You look down on me, don't you? " Huang Boxuan's face was injured.

A Ying listened to his words and was stunned for a moment. Then she put her arms around her and looked at him in horror. She refused to go.

Huang Boxuan said, "Ah Ying, do you remember? We have vowed that no one will leave anyone in this life, and no matter how great a disaster happens, we can't abandon another and run away, can we? "

"But I've been sick for several years, and I've been sick almost every day. No one cares about me. Everyone looks down on me. It's hard to find you, and you look down on me, don't you? You hate me? Do you dislike me? "

"No matter what happened to us, it's all in the past. What we want to see is our future, isn't it? Now you know that I'm sick, and you don't want to accompany me through the rest of my life? "

"Ah Ying, remember? I said that no matter what you become in this life, I will not change my heart to you. You also said that no matter how unbearable I become, you will not escape me, will you? "

"Bo Xuan... Bo Xuan, I didn't look down on you... I didn't know you were ill... Because I... I'm also ill... I'm afraid you look down on me... I... I dare not see you... I'm dirty... I'm afraid you're sullied!" A Ying stood with her face covered in her hands and began to cry.

"You are always holy in my heart, because your soul is so pure. No matter what happened to us in the past few years, it's gone. Shall we start again? Ah Ying, come to me Huang Boxuan stretched out his hand and called her gently.

Ah Ying's heart is shaken. In recent years, she has locked herself in this small building. She feels dirty, so she never wants to go out to meet people. She asks her adoptive father not to let Bo Xuan know that she is here. She wants to let Bo Xuan forget her as time goes on.

And guida is selfish. Who doesn't love his children? Seeing that a Ying has been ruined, he hopes that his son will find a perfect daughter-in-law in the future, so he agrees to a Ying's request and helps hide his son.

A Ying melts in Huang Boxuan's hot eyes and his evil voice. She dares to look at him. She has a little confidence in her eyes, though only a little.

She pounced on him slowly, and Huang Boxuan held her tightly in his arms: "Ah Ying, my Ah Ying, we are finally together again. Shall we never separate?"

"Well, don't separate... Wuwu... Never separate, Wuwu..." Ah Ying finally cried out, crying desperately in Huang Boxuan's arms.

Huang Po Xuan took her to the sofa, stroked her hair and face, kissed her pale face and lips, and murmured to comfort her.

Ah Ying cried loudly for more than half an hour. She had never cried so loudly in the past five years. Today, she let out all her humiliation and pain.

Leaning in Huang Boxuan's arms, she was tired of crying and closed her eyes in a daze. Huang Boxuan hugged her tightly. The two lovers who had been separated for five years could never be separated by anything.

In the living room downstairs, the maid who had just come down stood in front of Zhuge Yunkang and said, "master, young master and miss a Ying have made up."

"Oh? Isn't Ah Ying sick? " Zhuge Yunkang was a little surprised. Every time he mentioned Huang Boxuan, a Ying cried and threw things like crazy. She had to calm down for a long time. Today, she saw with her own eyes that Boxuan didn't get sick.

"He didn't get sick. The young master was very kind to miss a Ying. He was afraid that miss a Ying would feel inferior. He deliberately said that he was mentally ill. He told Miss a Ying not to dislike him and accept him. Now they are still talking in the room." The maid answered truthfully.

"Well, I see. If you go to the guest room and invite Mr. Li Taize and them here, you will say that the person they are looking for has been found. " Zhuge Yunkang said and took a sip of tea. As long as his son was normal, he would be satisfied.

The maid answered and hurried out.