C3 The Creditor

Ling Hanyu didn't give her a chance to explain. He grabbed her slender wrist with his big hand and strode back to the ward.

"Be honest."

Ling Han was nearly 1.9 meters tall. Yun Qing was like a chick that could not struggle in front of him.

He pressed her back onto the bed and then ordered in a low voice, "Anderson, go out and buy some food."

"Yes."

Anderson knew that the president wanted to talk to Miss Ren, so he turned around and walked out.

"Who are you?"

Yun Qing looked at the cold-faced man in front of her and said with some confusion, "You can't be the creditor of my family, right?"

Hearing this, Ling Hanyu looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, "You are right."

“...”

This was the legendary spirit of good and bad?

"In any case, I don't have money, I only have one life."

Yun Qing simply sat on the hospital bed and did not struggle anymore.

Her father left, and her stepmother also ran away. In fact, ever since her mother passed away when she was young, the warmth she felt in this home became less and less. But no matter what, her stepmother was not as vicious as in the television series, and would not mistreat her or do anything. Although his father's interactions with him were getting lesser and lesser, when they were still around... He still had a home, and there was still a place he could return to during the holidays.

But now, in an instant, her family was shattered and she had nothing left... From then on, she had no home and she no longer had any family in this world.

The more Yun Qing thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. The expression on her small face gradually fell, and her eyes turned red.

Ling Hanyu saw that her emotions were a little off, and he couldn't help but frown. Could it be that he spoke too seriously?

"Don't cry."

Bean-sized tears fell from Yun Qing's eyes. Ling Hanyu saw it and his heart tightened. He took out his handkerchief and handed it to her and softly comforted her.

"Wuwuwuwu... Wuwuwu..."

Ling Hanyu comforted her not to cry, but Yun Qing cried even harder.

He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the ringtone of her phone.

Yun Qing picked up her phone as she cried. It was Zhao Yuxuan. "Hello, Mr Yuxuan..."

Zhao Yuxuan was so anxious that he almost died. She finally answered the phone. "Qing, where are you now? I have already returned. Why didn't I answer the phone and reply to the text before? My mother was worried sick about you, okay?"

"I..." Yun Qing wiped her tears with a handkerchief before she choked and said, "Mr Yuxuan, I'm in the hospital now. I accidentally fainted earlier and just woke up."

"What? Are you alright? Which hospital are you at? I'll pick you up. "

Yun Qing heard this and looked up at Ling Hanyu, asking him, "Where is this place?"

"First private hospital."

Ling Hanyu answered her coldly.

Zhao Yuxuan also heard it on the other side of the phone. He wanted to ask why there was a man next to him. Also, was the number one private hospital under the Ling's Group's banner the private hospital?

However, before he could ask anything, Yun Qing's phone call was cut off.

Yun Qing looked at her phone with a blank face and only reacted after a few seconds, "Hello, what are you doing?"

"It's useless even if I tell him."

Ling Hanyu cut off her phone and even turned off the phone, "This is the private hospital of Ling's. Outsiders can't come in directly."

It was precisely because the hospital established by Ling's was especially private that the people who came here were usually high-ranking officials or celebrities in the entertainment industry. In any case, they were all rich and powerful.