C29 Uncle I'm Sorry

The bright and spacious room gave off a sense of comfort.

In the entire Yun Family, only Old Master Yun's room was the most comfortable. No matter how fierce the 'war' was outside, it would always be peaceful …

His swollen hands had not yet disappeared and the suppuration had become even more severe. However, it did not seem to affect him at all when he held the bowl. Perhaps the pain was too great, but it only proved that the slight pain was no longer pain.

"Uncle Yun, it's time to eat." The originally sweet voice was now as hoarse as cash. The spicy torment had yet to subside, but it was fine as long as she could speak.

At this moment, Han Yi'er's expression was so soft and elegant, as if she had returned to the past. She would always carefully blow on the food that was delivered into Old Master Yun's mouth. She was such a person. This was how she treated everyone with sincerity. However, every time she treated them, she would be treated with hypocrisy.

The Uncle Yun before her had always imagined him to be her father, but every time she stopped thinking about him at an appropriate time, she was afraid that she would pass her father's hatred onto Old Master Yun.

"Uncle Yun, I'm sorry for yesterday." Thinking of her mistake yesterday, she felt guilty. Looking at Old Master Yun's hands, she felt slightly more at ease.

She got up and went to the washroom to wipe Old Master Yun's body. In exchange for a diaper and changing clothes, she had done it without any carelessness or mistakes.

For money? For responsibility? What was she doing all this for?

At this moment, through the gap in the door, Yun Ao Tian could clearly see that the figure in front of him was Han Yi'er! It was Han Yi'er's figure! He had never thought that she would have such great strength to move his father. He had never thought that she would put in so much effort!

Why was she doing this? Had she forgotten the damage he had done to her? If she were to marry him, she could transfer the harm she had done to her father!

But she didn't do it …

What about him?

Yun AoTian's face was filled with worry as he scolded himself incessantly. Even if she sold everything out for money, at the very least she would not pass her hatred on to others. What about him?

Heh, in terms of being despicable, am I even more despicable?

But who could understand the hatred and pain in his heart? How many times had he told himself that she was Han Yi'er, and how many times had he been unable to control himself and used her body to vent?

Looking at Han Yi'er, who was doing her best for Master Yun in the house, Yun AoTian was trapped in a bottomless Purgatory. If the one inside was Li Yi'er, how happy would he be? However, the dutiful woman inside was Han Yi'er. All he had was self-blame and guilt. How to tell them apart? How could he make up for the damage he had done to Han Yi'er? Yun AoTian felt very confused in his heart …

"Young Master." Housekeeper Li handed the briefcase over to Yun AoTian.

"Butler Li, I asked you to bring a doctor to treat Miss Han yesterday. Did you go?" Yun Ao Tian coldly looked at Butler Li.

"Yes." Butler Li was always so calm when he was lying, but Yun AoTian had already seen everything!

"He went? How come the wounds on Miss Han's hand didn't improve at all? " That sharp and cold gaze looked straight at Butler Li.

"Little Han refuses to be treated."

Now that Housekeeper Li had said these words, it seemed that it would anger Yun AoTian even more. After all, the injury Li Yi'er gave to him was the most obvious.

Why reject treatment? Was he angry with himself? But wasn't the body hers? Why must he be so stubborn? Thinking about this, Yun Ao Tian frowned, but recalling how Han Yi'er served his father in his room, he did not express any dissatisfaction, and quickly left the villa.

Han Yi'er had been busy all morning, making her drowsy. Her body was injured, unable to keep up with the flow of nutrition, and she had to write lyrics all night. Working during the day, anyone with a discerning eye would be able to see the changes in her body.

"Yi'er, find a place to rest first." Little Xuan supported Han Yi'er, who had almost fainted.

He shook his head, indicating that he was fine. Her sallow face and dry lips made her originally glossy jet-black hair suddenly look very worrisome.

"Ring, ring, ring." The phone rang and Han Yi'er frantically turned it over. The number of people calling her wasn't many, could it be that something happened to her mother?

After thinking about it for three days, he hadn't contacted his family, so he wondered if everything was going well for his mother. Forget it, as the saying goes, there is no doubt about the use of others, there is no doubt about the use of others.

Didn't Yun AoTian hire a stranger like him to take care of his father?

"Hello? "May I ask who this is?"

"Miss Han, I am Lin Yuze." The phone call was from Lin Yuze. His deep and magnetic voice was very unforgettable.

"The purpose of this call must be something related to the lyrics, right?" "Director Lin, I can send it over to you today."

When her hoarse and weak voice reached Lin Yuze's ears, he was taken aback. After all, Han Yi'er's sweet voice was inversely proportional to her current voice, "Hmm, can you do it before 5?"

Before five o'clock? The afternoon was just for cleaning the swimming pool. It should be done before five o'clock. Without much negotiation, Han Yi'er and Lin Yuze cut off their first conversation in three days …

"..."

In the massive office, Lin Yuze sat on his office chair, his gaze fixated on the unending lines of lyrics …

The sunlight penetrated through the reflected light from the glass. Lin Yuze's fair face was extremely handsome, and his eyes were abnormally bright. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, making him look so elegant and extraordinary.

"What's wrong?" There was a man sitting on the sofa in the office. This man's temperament and appearance were on par with Lin Yuze's, but his gaze was abnormally cold.

"Boss Yun, I've taken a liking to a song, so I plan to personally compose it."

The man sitting on the sofa was Yun AoTian. Ever since he had taken over the British Emperor's company, he had cooperated with Lin Yuze countless times. This was the first time he had seen Lin Yuze display such an excited and appreciative expression.

Everyone in the industry knew Lin Yuze's talent, and he was adamant about what he said. From the board of directors to his colleagues at the same level, everyone had to give him three points, Yun AoTian included, because as long as Lin Yuze took a fancy to something, he would definitely …

Able to leap upwards!

Right now, he really wanted to know who had this kind of ability. Lin Yuze, who hadn't played the song for three years, felt his heart stir. "En."

"That's right, Chief Yun, about the grades over at Mia's side …" Although Lin Yuze's talent was outstanding and many companies wanted to rob him, he had only chosen the British Emperor!

Lin Yuze, who had a keen eye for celebrities, and his boss was even more accurate. When the twenty-year-old Yun AoTian took over the company, the company's performance rose day by day. Lin Yuze firmly believed that his choice to follow Yun AoTian was correct!

Thus, these two men of high quality were partners in a job, partners in a gold medal. In private, their relationship was as light as water …