After a hidden marriage with the president

All his readings tell him that the world is scientific, and that all the talkative things have the essence of deceiving people.

So at the first moment, Zuo Chen had someone arrest the so-called master monk and hand him over to Hezhou, and at the end he didn't forget to add, "Treat him well, and after explaining clearly, just hand it over to the police station, don't kill anyone. "

The tone is understated, as if talking about today's weather.

He Zhou had an idea in his mind, touched his nose, and agreed.

Not long after, the monk made a confession and confessed to the crime of defrauding the old lady and trying to make a lot of money. Hezhou sent the half-dead man to the police station.

Zuo Chen stayed by the bed all the time, and even the company's affairs were brought to the hospital by Hezhou.

The person on the hospital bed was lying quietly, losing her vitality. She had fair skin, but now her face was as pale as a ceramic doll, as if she would shatter if touched lightly.

The person who was still alive and shouting in the morning is now lying there quietly.

Zuo Chen stood by the bed, with self-blame in his eyes under the long eyelashes.

Things happened because of him, and it was all because of his negligence that what happened today.

Or if he hurry up, she won't be wronged like this, she should hate him.

After a while, He Zhou, who usually came to deliver documents, knocked on the door and came in.

Zuo Chen looked up at the person coming, put her hands back under the quilt, then stood up and walked towards the single sofa in front.

As soon as he sat down, He Zhou began to report on his work conscientiously: "President, this is the document that needs to be signed today. There is an international meeting at ten o'clock in the morning."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the expression on the man's face calmly, and couldn't help but click twice in his heart.

If Madam doesn't wake up again, I'm afraid his boss's beard can make a face.

"Have you found the source of that news?"

He Zhou sighed inwardly, without moving his face, "There is no news yet."

The man in front of the sofa seemed to have expected this result, he didn't react much, and his tone was cold, "Then continue to investigate, by the way, and prepare some supplements by the way."

Song Qingran woke up about three days later.

The empty room was filled with the smell of disinfectant, it was white everywhere, and looked very strange.

Where is she?
She remembered that the old lady wanted to use her to save Zuo Chen, so now... is she dead?

No, this seems to be a hospital. Was she rescued?
Song Qingran's consciousness was blurred for a moment, and all her memories stayed in the previous day on the grass, in a haze, as if she saw Zuo Chen.

Just moved a few times, the needle on the back of the hand rolled the needle, and a small pimple appeared at the position of the needle, but she didn't feel it.

After lying down for a while, all consciousness came back, especially the old lady's words, the word "chess piece" was like a thorn in her heart.

"You're awake! Don't move, the needle is already rolling!"

Until the voices of other people in the room interrupted her thoughts.

Song Qingran came back to his senses, saw that it was a little nurse, and frowned, watching her give him a new injection.

Without water for a long time, her throat was dry and astringent, and her voice was hoarse, "Why am I here?"

Although there was no blood on the face, the little nurse looked at this face and still thought it was extremely beautiful, so she pushed the drip slowly, "Your husband sent you here, you wait here for a while, I will call the doctor to come and check. "

Because it was a special patient, the doctor appeared in the ward in less than 2 minutes.

After checking that there was nothing serious, the doctor told her some things. Seeing no one around, he asked, "Where's your husband? I'd better explain to him again."

Song Qingran shook his head and was about to speak when the missing person appeared at the door.

After the doctor explained all the basic situation to Zuo Chen, he left the ward. When Zuo Chen returned to the room, the person who had opened his eyes had already closed his eyes, but the trembling eyelashes betrayed her.

Zuo Chen walked lightly to her side, pondering what to say in his heart, but didn't know how to speak.

The fingers on the quilt trembled slightly, and the hand holding the corner of the quilt kept exerting force.

Zuo Chen couldn't help it, he slowly took her hand and put it to his lips, the moment he saw tears dripping from the corner of her eyes, all of Zuo Chen's emotions were stronger than ever.

"Qing Ran, I'm sorry."

Two more tears flowed from the corners of the eyes of the person on the hospital bed.

It took a long time for her to calm down, but the despair and disappointment in her heart were like a flood breaking a bank, and it couldn't be stopped anymore.

Song Qingran slowly opened his eyes, and pulled his hand away from his.

It took a long time before I found my voice: "What are you hiding from me? Or what kind of disease is it?"

She guessed wildly in her heart, but even so, she still wanted to hear him tell her.

Zuo Chen turned his head and fixed his gaze on her face for three seconds, then smiled faintly, "No, grandma lied to you, don't you know if I'm healthy or not?"

Song Qingran sneered in her heart when she heard the sound, and she was still lying to her: "Don't be so playful, is it fun to treat me like a fool? Or do you feel happy when you see me being played by you and clapping? Is it because you In your heart, I'm just a primer for your medicine?"

It was the first time I saw such swords being drawn, like Song Qingran standing up all over his body with thorns.

"No!" Zuo Chen retorted subconsciously, but fell silent after refuting, staring at her slender and fair fingers without saying a word.

Song Qingran looked at him without blinking, trying to see something from his face, but to no avail.

Suppressing the pain in his heart, Song Qingran bit his lower lip teeth hard, and the lips and teeth around the teeth gradually lost a little bit of blood, "Zuo Chen, what the hell is going on? I can't figure it out. If you need it, this life , you take it. But I don’t want to be used for no reason.”

Not even him.

The weather in September brought the heat of the end of summer, but Song Qingran felt that the temperature around her chilled her heart.

Song Qingran, who didn't wait for his answer, raised his voice again, repeating the argument just now.

Even as long as he speaks, he speaks, no matter how ridiculous the reason is, she is willing to believe it.

Facing the expectation and helplessness in her eyes, Zuo Chen pursed his lips, holding a bunch of words in his throat, but he didn't utter a single syllable.

How did he answer?
I knew from the very beginning that you were the one who saved me, but what happened a few days ago was not what I wanted?
Or maybe I was also kept in the dark, I didn't expect grandma to throw the blame like that?

Or did he actually have such thoughts in the beginning, marrying her naturally has his own selfish intentions, but he never thought that one day he would fall into the three words "Song Qingran" defenselessly?

No matter what kind, even he himself can't convince him, he who has always been a leader in the mall will be asked one day, and he can't say a word.

He also didn't want her to know, so no matter which one, he couldn't open his mouth, and what he couldn't do was to lie to her.

If it were the previous Zuo Chen, he might just feel that there was no need to say it because he felt that this matter had nothing to do with others, but now he was afraid that she would do something that he could not imagine, or even bear, if she knew about it.

Thinking that he might lose her, even if it was a 0.01% risk, he didn't want to try it lightly.

Time passed by minute by minute, slowly killing all her hopes.

He hesitated to speak, and his reticence to talk, in Song Qingran's view, was the silence after being poked at the center.

Song Qingran closed his eyes and wiped out his last hope, "Is it fun to treat me like a fool? Or will you feel happy watching me being played by you?"

"No," he said, "I never played with your relationship from the beginning to the end."

The pride of the two, the personalities of the two confront each other in this small space, and neither of them is willing to retreat.

Song Qingran's eyes looked a little empty, and the spirit that had just woken up became weaker and weaker under the consumption of time.Unable to help coughing, Zuo Chen immediately turned around and poured water for her, and naturally stretched his other hand behind his back to let her breathe.

Just as he put his hand on it, Song Qingran's body shook, and then he saw obvious resistance in her eyes.

Song Qingran hid, "Don't touch me!"

The four words were almost shouted out.

Zuo Chen froze for a moment, his hand hanging in the air froze, and suddenly his fingers tightened, "If you feel unwell, I'll call the doctor to come and see."

As soon as he opened the door, he saw He Zhou standing at the door, his face was full of bewilderment, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

He hadn't completely stepped out of the ward when he heard the hoarse voice of the person inside, "No, I don't want to see you for now, you go back and leave me alone."

The ward became quiet again, and He Zhou looked at his president with a troubled expression, feeling a little anxious for him.

At the door, he heard the first quarrel between two people in history. Both of them are paranoid to live in the world they think, but they don't understand each other's mind.

He couldn't wait to rush up and explain clearly for the two of them. Without moving, Zuo Chen lowered his eyelids, "You stay here, she needs anything. Just go and prepare."

He Zhou hurriedly asked: "President, where are you going?"

Zuo Chen walked out without looking back, "Work overtime."

Hezhou: "."

He Zhou wished he could pull back the person who left her with a lonely back, pointed to his nose and asked: "When is it so late and you still want to work overtime?"When a woman asks you to leave when she is angry, you just leave. Are you really planning to have this daughter-in-law?
But he didn't have the guts, and his greatest courage was to think about it in his heart.

Sighing, he resigned himself to guarding the door.

The sound outside the door gradually disappeared, and the people in the ward finally couldn't stand it anymore, and hid in the quilt and cried all night.

In the next few days, although Zuo Chen still came every day, he seemed to be caught in a cold war for several days.

Song Qingran recuperated in the hospital for a few days before leaving the hospital, and returned to school immediately. Although she was the first to quarrel with this cold war, the feeling of being deceived was always hanging in her heart. He Zhou belonged to Zuo Chen , naturally won't reveal the truth to her, the old lady... She doesn't want to send her life for nothing for the time being.

The best choice is Ye Qingqing beside her.

Song Qingran lay weakly on the table, turned to look at Ye Qingqing who had been playing with her mobile phone, and sighed.

"38."

Song Qingran sat up straight, "What?"

"I sighed 38 times, didn't I just have a quarrel with your family?" Ye Qingqing put down her phone, turned her head, and said very seriously: "Although I like your face very much, don't expect to see it like this." If you look at me, I will fall in love with you, and I will not betray Lin Hua."

Song Qingran: "."

Are people in love with such deformed thinking now?

Song Qingran rolled her eyes at her: "Stop being narcissistic, I have something to ask you."

"Let's talk." Seeing that she was cautious, Ye Qingqing also put away the cynical affection on her face, "There is nothing I don't know, just ask."

Song Qingran's eyes lit up in an instant, and she leaned over to talk to Ye Qingqing. She didn't need much foreshadowing: "Do you know what's wrong with Zuo Chen?"

Ye Qingqing: ".Your husband," then pointed to her nose, and opened her mouth wide in shock: "Are you asking me?"

Song Qingran choked, "Just tell me if you know."

"I don't know, I don't know anything." Ye Qingqing quickly waved her hands, turned her face away, and just didn't look into her eyes.

On Ye Qingqing's side, she couldn't get any information out. Song Qingran sighed again, so she had to find other ways.