The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband-Chapter 255 - : My Only Woman, Named Ye Xingguang! _1

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Chapter 255: Chapter 255: My Only Woman, Named Ye Xingguang! _1

Tang Zhou leaped up dramatically: “Qing Brother, what did you say, who do you like?”

Ye Junqing held back his anger, glared at Tang Zhou, and countered: “Who do you think?”

“Little Starlight?”

Duh!

Ye Shiting finally heard his brother utter these words, but was not ready to let him off the hook: “Are you sure you like her? You’ve only known her for a little over a month. Don’t you think it’s too soon to say that you like her?”

Who said they’d only known each other for just over a month? He had been through life and death with her since he was young, he even gave her her name!

However, Ye Junqing was not willing to tell the truth, and simply responded with a sentence: “Some people spend a lifetime together and can’t tolerate each other, while others fall in love at first sight. How can you measure affection by the length of time? Didn’t you tell me that you found your life companion on the day you met your sister-in-law?”

Yi Yujian looked up at Ye Shiting, “Was it really like this? Didn’t you tell me, it was a gradual love that grew over time?”

Ye Shiting was caught off guard by his brother’s counterattack, he coughed lightly: “That’s not the point.”

How is it not the point, Yi Yujian felt like she had been tricked by her husband.

Yet, she felt oddly cheerful about being deceived.

Tang Zhou was still confused: “So, Qing Brother, you really don’t like Xia Yanyan. Then why did you build a mermaid aquarium at home? Oh, I got it, you’re secretly nurturing a mermaid, is it the one I accidentally saw, my first-love-fish?”

Ye Junqing simply ignored Tang Zhou.

Having said everything he wanted to say, he got up to leave. On his way out, he felt obliged to add, “I don’t like Xia Yanyan, not one bit. Don’t get any wrong ideas in the future. The only woman for me is called Ye Xingguang!”

Now, he had to go and comfort his little mermaid, otherwise, she might misunderstand the situation again, thinking that he was unable to post a selfie on Weibo!

Ye Xingguang was on a plane at that moment.

She bought a plane ticket overnight and flew back to T City, the closest coastal city to her hometown.

Her mum called her at night saying that her father had collapsed, and the doctor had issued a critical condition notice. She felt like the sky was falling as she was on the plane. The Grand Medical Research Institute hasn’t developed an artificial kidney yet, her dad mustn’t have any incidents.

She reached T City at 11:30 p.m. After landing, she took the subway directly to the T City People’s Hospital.

Only when she got on the subway did she have time to turn on her phone and noticed several missed calls. Some from her mom, and some from Ye Junqing.

She first called her mom back and told her that she was on the subway, then she called Ye Junqing back.

“Where are you?” Ye Junqing asked her over the phone.

“I’m in T City.”

Ye Junqing frowned: “Why did you go so far away?”

“My father fainted.”

“What happened? Is it because his creatinine level is too high again?” Ye Junqing asked through the phone.

Ye Xingguang was stunned: “How do you know my dad’s creatinine level is high?”

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The creatinine index is an important criterion for diagnosing uremia. The normal male creatinine level is between 54-106μmoI/L. Her father’s creatinine index has long exceeded the normal range. He is now in the terminal phase of chronic kidney failure and has developed uremia.

But she didn’t remember telling Ye Junqing that her father had developed uremia, how did he suddenly learn about her father’s condition?

Ye Junqing did not explain, but instead instinctively asked: “What’s today’s date?”

“August 8th, why?”

Ye Junqing fell silent for a moment at her response, he then asked, seemingly having thought of something: “Which day is the Qixi Festival this year?”freёwebnoѵel.com