Chatper 485 (1/2)

Qiao Moli, a small-bellied, insidious and cunning guy, relying on his identity as Xiluo's husband, can see the design drafts drawn by Xiluo for the first time every day, and then despicably keep them for himself, and half of them I don't even want to give it to him!

This kind of person is simply a typical example of shamelessness, an elite among scum!

If he hadn't cried to Yan Xiluo in time about the matter that made him vomit blood, Yan Xiluo would have been kept in the dark, thinking that Qiao Moli had kindly given half of it to him!

The conscience of heaven and earth! If it wasn't for Yan Xiluo's face, he would have beaten Qiao Moli, who was such a rascal, until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Look, look at Qiao Moli's complacent face in front of the camera just now, Ning Donghang is so angry that he wants to beat him up even more.

Seeing that Ning Donghang was very angry, Ye Beibei obediently moved to his side, and gently helped him beat his back, "Okay, okay, don't be angry, didn't Sister Yan give you some sketches later? And I remember you said that those sold are also very hot!"

"Alas!" Ning Donghang covered his heart in pain, "But if Qiao Moli doesn't get in the way, all of Xiluo's design works will be labeled NL, and once they go on sale, they will be like a cornucopia. Power!"

Ye Beibei curled her lips in disapproval, "But Sister Yan is Mrs. Qiao's wife in the first place, and they say that the fat water doesn't flow to outsiders. Naturally, she will give priority to making her husband earn a lot of money!"

Ning Donghang's mouth was twisted by Ye Beibei's anger, "You...you are still helping that hateful guy? Where are you from?"

Ye Beibei helped Ning Donghang thump his shoulders with a smile, and said peacefully, "Okay, husband, aren't you happy for Sister Yan's success? I really admire Sister Yan, she is simply amazing... vomit!"

Before Ye Beibei finished speaking, she retched suddenly and her face became very pale.

Ning Donghang was sulking at first, but when he heard that Ye Beibei suddenly felt uncomfortable, he quickly stood up from the sofa and helped Ye Beibei sit on the sofa, "What's the matter? What's the matter with you?"

Ye Beibei sat down, and waved her hands with a pale face, "I don't know... Ugh... I..."

The sudden retching made Ye Beibei speechless, her face was as ugly as white paper, and she curled up on the sofa listlessly.

Ning Donghang panicked immediately, and quickly reached out to touch Ye Beibei's forehead, "Don't you have a fever? Did you eat your stomach badly? I'd better take you to the hospital."

Ye Beibei quickly grabbed Ning Donghang's arm, and looked at him pitifully, "I'm fine, let's not go to the hospital, okay?"

"What can I do then? If you're sick, you have to see a doctor." Ning Donghang couldn't help but pick up Ye Beibei and walked outside, "Look at how thin you are. It must be because you haven't eaten properly during this time!"

Ye Beibei nestled in Ning Donghang's arms obediently, and after recovering her strength, she said hesitantly, "Honey, it's fine to go to the hospital, can I not get an injection?"

Ning Donghang was immediately annoyed by Ye Beibei, she didn't dare to go to the hospital because she was afraid of getting an injection!

"That's not okay, we have to listen to the doctor. Be good, I'll be with you, don't be afraid." Ning Donghang hugged Ye Beibei into the car as if to comfort a puppy.

Ning Donghang drove very fast, but still couldn't stop Ye Beibei's nausea and vomiting. He frowned in distress, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the hospital in Hawaii at a fast speed.

It was just dusk, but there were people coming and going in the hospital.

Ning Donghang hugged Ye Beibei, who was sluggish because of his pale face in the car, and quickly came to the treatment hall.