273: C273 He Was Helpless

C273 He Was Helpless

Ye Jinyu was so angry that her chest heaved up and down. She finally controlled her emotions and did not scold Bai Youyou on the street or directly attack her.

Ye Jinyu threw the bag into Bai Youyou's hands and Bai Youyou was so shocked by her things that she took a step back and hugged the bag that was thrown over.

She quite liked this bag and it was given to her by Ning Shu.

"You do not know anything but Bai Youyou, you must know that doing bad things must have retribution!!"

After Ye Jinyu finished speaking, if it was not because she was afraid of Ye Mingchen, she would have immediately pulled Bai Youyou to apologize to Lin Yuzhen.

Bai Youyou lowered her eyes and Ye Jinyu walked into the restaurant to pack the food for Lin Yuzhen. Her hands were tightly holding onto her earrings.

Bai Youyou's worries came whenever she wanted. She never would have thought that the earrings that Lin Yuzhen had lost would be in her bag.

Now that there was no more credibility in denying it, she might as well not explain.

She bypassed Ye Mingchen and parked the Bentley at the entrance of the hospital waiting. After she got into the car, Bai Youyou closed her eyes and meditated.

Lin Yuzhen. . .

After arriving at the CEO's office of Bai Family Consortium, Bai Youyou took a deep breath. She was a little forgetful during pregnancy and it was difficult to recall what happened a few days ago.

Ning Shu went out to sign the contract and did not know who to tell about this matter.

Just as she was about to throw away the distracting thoughts in her mind and sleep for a while, the phone on the desk vibrated. It was a call from Bai Zheyu.

She immediately picked up the phone. When she heard Bai Zheyu's voice on the other side of the phone, Bai Youyou immediately sat up straight and tensed up.

"Yoyo. . . I, I miss you so much. . . "

Bai Zheyu's gentle and hoarse voice reached her ears. Bai Youyou could hear a bit of drunkenness from inside. When had Bai Zheyu been like this before?

"Where are you?"

Bai Youyou maintained her calm. She heard the sound of gauze rubbing against the other end of the phone, as well as Bai Zheyu's cough. It sounded very painful.

"Where are you now? I will go and find you!"

"No, no need, Yoyo. . . I. . . "

Before Bai Zheyu could finish his words, he did not know how it ended. Bai Youyou immediately dialled it again. Hearing the dialing sounds, the big stone in her heart was suspended in the air.

She and Bai Zheyu knew each other. For so many years, she had never seen him drunk. She had also never seen him speak so helplessly and lonely.

When the call connected, Bai Youyou tried her best to calm her anxious voice and asked, "Tell me, where are you?"

Bai Zheyu was silent for a moment and said an address.

It was the apartment with three bedrooms and one living room where he took Bai Youyou to cook last time.

Bai Youyou immediately walked out of the Bai Family Consortium. She thought it was related to Bai Zheyu's personal privacy. She did not take the car that Ye Mingchen arranged for her. Instead, she took the white BMW that she opened in the company's garage.

This car was originally given to her by Bai Zheyu. She did not drive much during this period of time, so there was not much oil in the car.

Concerned about the weather and her own physical condition, Bai Youyou's heart became anxious again. She did not drive very fast, and when she reached Bai Zheyu's house, she let out a long sigh of relief.

She had finally arrived safely.

She knocked on the door and called Bai Zheyu's name. Finally, she waited for him to open the door.

Bai Zheyu's face was red, and his gentle and refined face was somewhat blurred. He was still wearing his work suit, and Bai Youyou could smell the wine in his mouth as he breathed.1

How much did he drink?!

Bai Youyou was amazed in her heart. She pushed Bai Zheyu, who was leaning against the door, away and walked into the living room by herself.

The sofa in the living room and the coffee table were filled with bottles of wine!

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