Chapter 72 Chapter 72 With Ye Xiuming so full of blood and vigor...
Several adjacent wards were filled with workers suffering from lymphoma, lying in bed, looking sickly, as if nearing the end of their lives. When Su Ting arrived, he was immediately surrounded by several family members. Journalists hiding nearby also jumped up and took photos.
"Look! This is the big boss of Feihe. He's the one who made my husband sick!"
As he spoke, someone started pushing Su Ting.
Ye Xiuming immediately blocked him with his body and angrily said, "Before the facts are fully investigated, this is called slander."
When Zhou Xubai heard this, sweat broke out on his forehead. He should try his best to comfort the family members and prevent them from talking nonsense. But Ye Xiuming was so good that he even blamed them.
As expected, Ye Xiuming's words provoked resistance from the family members. They tearfully faced the camera and said, "We are clearly the victims. Why are you throwing mud at us?"
Don't you know that there are only a little over a hundred workers on this construction site, yet one in ten are sick? Doesn't this just prove that there's something wrong with this piece of land?"
Su Ting was not in a hurry to prove himself, but pushed through the crowd and walked to a ward. Looking at the workers lying dead, he looked suspiciously and said, "Why have I never seen you before?"
The patient struggled to poke Su Ting's nose and said, "You sit in a high-end office building every day, how could you have seen me?"
Zhou Xubai was a little angry when he heard this: "Su Ting has been living on the construction site these days, eating and living with the workers. Don't you know this? If you don't even know this, are you sure you got the disease on our site?"
Su Ting waved his hand, signaling Zhou Xubai to stop. His cold gaze swept across the ward, colder than the winter wind.
He knew that the only way to solve the mystery was to check the surveillance, but he still couldn't be happy.
What exactly is the dark force behind this trying to do?
Xiuming...will he be in danger?
Only then did Su Ting realize that Ye Xiuming's shadow had disappeared.
His scalp tingled, and he hurried out of the ward to look for Ye Xiuming, only to find that he was cornering the male reporter against the wall, holding up the wall with one hand to prevent him from coming out, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
The reporter was not very old, and looked like a recent graduate. He was a little immature, with an obvious shyness on his face, and was covering his mouth and laughing secretly.
The man laughed angrily: "You are too funny."
Ye Xiuming tilted his head: "You can delete the photos now."
"So you'll really take me to the Penumbra Corridor this weekend?"
"It's a deal."
Being able to drink at the Penumbra Corridor on the rooftop opposite Threshold is a symbol of status. It is a membership-based club, and the way members are screened is said to be more stringent than some golf courses.
People like Ye Xiuming have stored several barrels of high-aged whiskey in Penumbra, and each barrel is worth millions.
"What's your name? I can tell the waiter at Penumbra that you can go next time I'm not around."
"My name is Lin Jiangxing. What's yours? What's your name?"
He said word by word, "Ye, Xiu, Ming."
"Xiuming!" Su Ting called out.
Ye Xiuming made a "call me" gesture and turned back to Su Ting. For some reason, Lin Jiangxing looked at Su Ting and felt as if he was stabbed by an ice blade. The deep hostility was indescribable.
When Ye Xiuming stood next to Su Ting, the coquettish and dissolute temperament he had just had became clean and clear again, as if... he was just acting.
A hint of doubt appeared on Lin Jiangxing's face.
This trip to the hospital gave Su Ting a clear mind, but he ignored Ye Xiuming the whole way and only discussed the next countermeasures and how to deal with the media with Zhou Xubai.
Zhou Xubai said: "I knew there would be no problem in our western suburbs."
Su Ting rolled his eyes: "Then was I the one who was making a fuss just now?"
Ye Xiuming couldn't get a word in, and when he touched Su Ting's hand, he didn't respond. He could only observe the situation carefully from the side, and he probably understood why Su Ting treated him coldly -
He was laughing and joking with the other man.
So he reached out to Su Ting's hand more indulgently, moving it inward along the folds on the inside of his black trousers.
Su Ting gave him a warning look, but it made him even more unscrupulous.
The scorching heat immediately circulated in the car, making it difficult for Su Ting to breathe. He bit the tip of his tongue, trying to make the feeling disappear quickly. But in Ye Xiuming's eyes, it was extremely sexy.
He really wanted to kick Zhou Xubai out of the car and strip off Su Ting's clothes right now to see if it looked the same as in his childhood dream.
Ye Xiuming stared straight into Su Ting's eyes, then slowly moved his gaze to Su Ting's mouth. Those were very light-colored lips, but the lip lines were outlined extremely clearly and neatly, with distinct edges and corners.
He didn't dare to think about it. Even kissing him was so enjoyable. Would doing anything else make him feel like his soul was leaving his body?
In the blink of an eye, it was night again. The starry sky not far away was bright and the moonlight was bright. After Zhou Xubai dropped the two of them off downstairs at Su Ting's house, he went to work on his public relations. Zhou Xubai looked at Su Ting, who was getting smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror, and felt that something had changed.
He didn't know if he was blind, but he seemed to see Su Ting and Ye Xiuming hugging and kissing each other in the street, as if no one was around.
"It seems I am really too tired." Zhou Xubai sneered, "How could the two of them be able to do that?"
Su Ting took a step back from Ye Xiuming's low panting and avoided his entanglement.
Unexpectedly, this little bastard is quite strong.
He stood in the corner of the elevator, watching the number on it getting bigger and bigger while stealing glances at Ye Xiuming.
Ye Xiuming seemed to sense something, and he turned his head slightly, smiled at him, and said, "I was just teasing that reporter just now. I just wanted him to delete the photos. Don't take it to heart."
Su Ting sighed to himself, "Why should I care about your affairs?"
"Then I—" Ye Xiuming laughed secretly, "Can I go on a date with him?"
Su Ting twisted his tie and said seriously, "The agreement to terminate the adoption has only been signed, and the legal procedures have not yet been followed. I am now ordering you as your adoptive father to avoid associating with people of unknown origin."
Isn't that just taking care of him? Ye Xiuming pursed his lips and smiled, "The day after tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday. I've decided what wish to exchange."
Su Ting stepped out of the elevator and unlocked the door with his fingerprint. "No matter what you're planning, I won't agree to it."
"You don't even ask me what it is?" Ye Xiuming dragged Su Ting to his face and held him tightly, saying, "Are you so confident that you can guess what I'm thinking?"
Su Ting thought, why would he even need to guess? With Ye Xiuming so full of blood and vigor, he would definitely eat him alive. He said, "I can't guess, and I don't want to ask."
Just because he didn't want to ask didn't mean Ye Xiuming didn't want to express himself. Sure enough, when the clock struck midnight, Ye Xiuming said tenderly, "One day left, little dad, I want you."
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