After transmigrating into the book, she became the male god's white moonlight.

Chapter 311 The little girl is still young, so we should be careful to control her.

A faint light shone through the window, casting a soft glow on the person in bed.

The girl lay quietly in the center of the bed, her small face as smooth as jade.

Beneath her long eyelashes lay a beautiful silhouette, like an elf who had strayed into the mortal world, untouched by worldly affairs.

"How is she?"

Bo Yeyuan sat on the edge of the bed, his long, thin fingers wearily rubbing his temples, his eyes filled with gloom.

He never imagined that, while in a state of mental instability, he would actually...

In the past, when this happened, it usually only took a few days of staying in my room to calm down to recover.

At least I could control my thoughts and actions, but this time...

Never before had I felt so out of control, so desperately wanting to break free of my prison and respond to the voice that kept clamoring in my heart.

"It's nothing serious, just a lack of oxygen. You'll be fine after a rest."

Sheng Zaihua sighed, packed up the first-aid kit, and stood up.

Looking up, one could easily see the man's chapped lip.

He turned his head and glanced at the unconscious girl on the bed. As someone who had been through similar experiences, he immediately understood what was going on.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly stopped, turned to the side, reached out and patted his shoulder, saying earnestly.

"Ahem, Ye Yuan, as you know, I watched you grow up since you were a child, and now you've grown up and made something of yourself."

"Uncle can understand some things; it's just human nature."

"But, it's really not that Uncle Sheng is meddling in other people's business."

She's still young, so we need to be careful and not frighten her.

"..."

Bo Yeyuan pursed his lips, his brows furrowed. "This was an accident, and it won't happen again."

It's unclear whether these words were directed at Sheng Zaihua or were a reminder to himself.

Sheng Zaihua was taken aback. "Huh?"

"My hearing isn't very good, could you repeat what you just said?" "..."

"It's nothing, you can go back first, I'll have the driver take you."

Bo Yeyuan got up from the bedside, still showing some respect for this uncle and elder who was comparable in age to his grandfather.

In the original novel, the only person who truly earned Bo Yeyuan's respect was his grandfather.

The remaining ones are Yi Yunzhou, who made great contributions in Kyushu and is now retired, and Sheng Zaihua, a senior figure with considerable influence in the pharmaceutical industry.

"Ugh."

Sheng Zaihua shook his head and left the room.

After all, it's a matter for the young people, so he shouldn't interfere too much.

The entire vast space was now empty except for Bo Yeyuan and the unconscious girl.

A tranquil atmosphere permeated the air.

Bo Yeyuan lowered his eyelids, supporting his delicate chin with his hands, his eyes filled with a dark and turbulent light, as if hiding a stormy sea.

After pondering for a long time, he finally got up from the bedside and answered the phone that had been ringing for a long time on the bedside table.

"what's up?"

"Sir, as you instructed, we recently detected changes in the amount of money in the bank account you gave to Miss."

The transaction involves a counter in the clothing market. Do you need...?

"okay, I get it."

Bo Yeyuan's beautiful peach blossom eyes were dark and unfathomable, and his slightly cool lips were tightly pursed.

He glanced at the unconscious girl out of the corner of his eye and said, "Go and find out exactly what clothes she bought."

"Ok."

Bo Yeyuan hung up the phone with an unreadable expression in his eyes, but his hand holding the phone tightened inch by inch.

Note: It's just a simple kiss, please don't overthink it (д)
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