Zuo Chen had a headache again, "No, come and sleep, I'm fine, I'll be fine after a night of rest." This time his tone was much harsher.

Song Qingran was unmoved, "No, Mr. He said, you'll have a fever if your wound becomes inflamed, and I don't sleep well... If I'm on the same bed, I'm afraid I'll crush you at night."

Zuo Chen, "..."

"Are you listening to He Zhou or to me? Come and sleep, if not, I'll go back to my room."

"No." Song Qingran stood up anxiously, "If you're injured, rest well, what are you talking about, go to sleep, and don't move tonight."

For the first time, Zuo Chen discovered that his little wife was a little stubborn... well, stubborn and cute.

There is a hypnotic ingredient in the fever-reducing medicine, now that the medicine is effective, Zuo Chen feels that his upper and lower eyelids are fighting, and he can no longer hold on.

After a while, the sound of even breathing came from the room.

Song Qingran went up and touched his head, but there was no sign of fever, so he sat back down again.

She knew that Zuo Chen might be more powerful than he appeared on the surface, and that he was also very dangerous, but she didn't want to know and didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

Anyway, they are using each other, and when the time is up, they will separate, and the more until the more dangerous.

Song Qingran hardly slept well in the first half of the night, and would check his temperature every once in a while.

In the middle of the night, she couldn't hold on any longer, so she collapsed on the soft chair and fell asleep.

When Song Qingran woke up the next day, she found herself on the bed, and Zuo Chen had disappeared.

Song Qingran looked at her watch. At seven o'clock, her biological clock was too punctual.

She went downstairs after washing up, no surprises, Zuo Chen was already eating.

"Are you okay?" Song Qingran saw that he looked much better, except that his face was a little pale and his eye sockets were a little dark, everything else was fine, "I'm sorry, I really didn't make it through last night, and accidentally fell asleep."

Song Qingran scratched her head in embarrassment.

Zuo Chen laughed, "It's me who should say I'm sorry, thank you last night."

Song Qingran laughed and sat down to eat.

It was Zuo Chen who sent her to study in the morning. Song Qingran said to him when he left: "There is no need for someone to pick me up in the afternoon. I want to go to the street to find some inspiration for drawing design drafts."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Song Qingran received a message from Ye Qingqing after class at noon, asking her to meet in the school garden.

Song Qingran carried a few books and headed over there without noticing the person behind him.

"Qingran, here." Ye Qingqing waved to her from the bench.

Song Qingran walked over, and was surprised to find that Ye Qingqing had become haggard a lot, she nodded her head, "You didn't sleep well last night? Why did you become like this?"

Ye Qingqing had a mournful face, "Don't mention it, my father forced me to go back to the United States yesterday. I cried, made trouble and hanged myself before he agreed to let me stay. I was exhausted."

"Pfft," Song Qingran smiled unkindly, "Then does your father know the reason for your return?"

If she knew, she might not be allowed to come back.

Ye Qingqing sniffed, and said in a low voice: "I didn't dare to say it, but I just said that I didn't get used to it abroad and felt homesick."

"Okay." Song Qingran patted her head, "Then your father agrees to you staying?"

"I agree, I agree!" Ye Qingqing became excited now, "I told him that I made friends, very good friends, and showed him your photo! He said that you look like a good student!"

Song Qingran, "..." was issued a good person card for no reason.

Ye Qingqing grabbed her arm and hugged her in her arms, blinking and asked: "Then are we friends now?"

Song Qingran deliberately teased her, "We've only known each other for so long, how did we become friends?"

"Ah?" Ye Qingqing's small face suddenly collapsed, pitifully, "Doesn't that count? I thought we fell in love at first sight."

"Pfft," Song Qingran almost vomited blood, "Are you really from the Department of Literature? That's called friendship at first sight, and love at first sight describes the love between a man and a woman!"

"Never mind him! Anyway, you don't want me—" Ye Qingqing lost interest.

Song Qingran couldn't bear to tease her anymore, so he accepted it when he saw it, "Okay, Miss, I'm teasing you. In my heart, we have long been friends!"

Ye Qingqing's eyes brightened again, "Really? Really? Really?" She stood up and circled around Song Qingran, "I'm so happy, I'll cover you from now on! Let's see who dares to bully you."

"good.".Song Qingran had the impression of an old mother seeing her daughter going crazy, and looked at her lovingly.

Ye Qingqing was tired from jumping around, sat down on the bench, and asked: "You saw so many jewelry yesterday, did you get any inspiration?"

Song Qingran was sitting next to her, "The theme of this competition is Du Yun. The scope is very wide. As long as you have your own style, I went back last night and thought about it. I wanted to make a multifunctional ring to express maternal love. "

"Multifunctional?" Ye Qingqing asked, "Is it fun?"

Song Qingran couldn't help but smile bitterly, "What is fun? That's not for fun! I mean, the mother's hands can be represented by two rings, and the combination is an infinity symbol, which is used to symbolize the mother's endless love for the child. use……"

The words stopped abruptly, "Forget it, you don't understand even after I tell you, I'll show you when I finish the drawing."

Ye Qingqing's bewildered eyes really pierced his heart.

"Yeah," Ye Qing nodded, "I want to be the first to watch."

"Good~"

After Song Qingran finished speaking, she continued to chat and laugh with Ye Qingqing, but she didn't notice that a figure flashed past behind her with a satisfied smile on her lips.

Near noon, the two were about to find a place to eat when Song Qingran suddenly received a call.

There is no note, but she will remember the phone number, it is Mu Yiyi.

After the breakup, she deleted all of Mu Yili's contact information, but she had memorized this phone number for three years, so she wouldn't forget it so easily.

She hesitated for a while, but picked it up anyway.

Mu Yili's voice sounded a little hoarse, "Qingran, do you have time? Let's go out for dinner together, I have something to say to you face to face."

Song Qingran thought about it, she and Mu Yi broke up too suddenly, there were some things that really needed to be discussed.

She said: "You send the location to my mobile phone, and I will go there in a while." After speaking, she hung up the phone without hesitation.

When she turned her head, she said to Ye Qingqing apologetically, "I'm sorry, Qingqing, I can't accompany you at noon today, I have to see the scumbag."

Ye Qingqing, "..."

"Who? A scumbag? Mu Yiyi?" After so many days of school gossip, the boy said, "Why did you see him? The scumbag changed his mind?"

Song Qingran was amused by her, "No, we have something to talk about, so I won't have dinner with you today."

"I'm fine, just...be careful, I feel that the scumbag has malicious intentions!"

"Okay, I see, I'll call you if I need something."

"Ah."

Song Qingran took a taxi to the restaurant sent by Mu Yili, which was a western restaurant with a somewhat remote location.

Song Qingran knew that Mu Yili liked the western food here, they used to come here often, but Song Qingran didn't eat much every time.

Mu Yi was sitting where the two of them often sat, and Song Qingran saw it at a glance.

She walked over to sit down, Mu Yi saw that she really came to the appointment, his eyes were a little surprised and happy.

"See what you like, order whatever you like." Mu Yi gave her the menu.

Song Qingran glanced lightly, "We have eaten here for three years, and you don't know what I like to eat?"

When Song Qingran said these words, her heart was very peaceful. After all, after knowing Mu Yili's true face, all his previous gentleness was an illusion, and all her fantasies and hopes for him were shattered.

Mu Yi was a little embarrassed, and muttered "I'm sorry".

"What I want is not to be sorry," Song Qingran looked at him indifferently, "I didn't tell you that I don't like western food?"

Mu Yili was even more speechless. He remembered Song Qingran said that when the two first started dating, he didn't take it to heart at the time, and he still took her to eat western food afterwards, but Song Qingran stopped talking about it later.

Mu Yiyi thought she was used to it, so he didn't care about her anymore.

"Okay, I'm not here to accuse you now. Tell me quickly, I have something to do this afternoon." Song Qingran didn't want to waste time.

Mu Yili's expression was not very good. He lowered his head and stirred the coffee in his hand. After a while, when Song Qingran's patience was about to run out, he heard him say, "Qingran, let's get back together."

Song Qingran, "..."

What the hell? !
Song Qingran looked at him with a question mark on his face, and just happened to meet Mu Yi's eyes, and the latter's eyes were full of regret and sincerity.

Song Qingran was speechless for a moment, and only after a while did he choke out a sentence - "Where's your face?"

Mu Yi's complexion changed suddenly, the storm brewing in his eyes was gradually wiped out under Song Qingran's indifferent gaze.

He leaned on the chair weakly, "I'm really clear, I can't let you go, I found that I still like you very much, what can I do!"

He growled, feeling a little sad.

Song Qingran seemed to be watching a joke, "What about Su Yiran, she worked so hard to get you, yet you don't want her?"

Mu Yi hugged her head in pain, "I don't know, I don't like Yiran, but... I don't want to see her cry..."

Su Yiran is not as beautiful as Song Qingran, does not have a family like Song Qingran, and is not as smart as Song Qingran.

Su Yiran can't compare to Song Qingran in everything except for her sense of taste, but the only advantage is simply one word - wave!

Mu Yiran always felt that to find a marriage partner, one had to find someone like Song Qingran who could bring out the face, while Su Yiran could only be raised behind her back.

"Qingran, I don't despise you for being unclean, and you don't want to worry about the wrong things Yiran and I did before, we were confused for a while, we two are together, let's start over, okay?"

Song Qingran looked at him now as if he was looking at a scumbag, and replied "not good" very coldly.

Mu Yiyi, "..."

He was stunned, he didn't expect the process to be so difficult, he thought that as long as he let go, Song Qingran would obediently turn around.

But now she obviously refuses to eat soft ones, so she has no choice but to eat hard ones.

Mu Yi's painful expression faded away, and a cold face reappeared.

Song Qingran thought it was funny, like playing Face Changer.

"Song Qingran, you are notorious now, news of cheating is flying all over the sky, everyone knows that you are not clean, besides me, who else is willing to marry you!"

"Yo!" Song Qingran clapped her hands, "Finally I couldn't hold back anymore, I showed my true colors, I thought you could last a little longer!"

Mu Yili pursed his lips, looking at Song Qingran with a fierce look in his eyes.

Song Qingran calmly took a sip of water and moistened his throat.

"Don't even think about getting back together, I still do if you don't mind, I find it disgusting."

"You—" Mu Yi slapped the table and stood up.

After a while, he seemed to think of something, sat down slowly again, and looked at her with a half-smile.

"Song Qingran, don't forget, we have been tied together a long time ago. The Song Corporation still owns 30.00% of my shares. If you disagree, then... we will wait and see."

The smile on the corner of Song Qingran's mouth subsided a lot, she came here for this purpose today, the 30.00% shares in Mu Yili's hand are really a ticking time bomb, which may blow up at any time.

When she was just an adult, her parents died unexpectedly. Mu Yili had worked in the group for half a year in order to help her stabilize the Song family. Besides those shares, the Song family also had a lot of contacts.

Song Qingran didn't dare to act recklessly, so he could only say: "Sit down first, let's talk slowly."

Mu Yi sat down slowly, and once again assumed a superior posture, "There is nothing to say, I only have one request, you marry me, and everything else is easy to talk about."

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