After a hidden marriage with the president

Father Ye sighed, "I will find a way to cancel Qingqing's marriage, but I have to wait for yours."

Liu Linhua knew that Father Ye had let go, at least gave him a chance.

Liu Yansong came late, just heard these words, stood beside Liu Linhua, put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed him.

While comforting his crying wife, Father Ye said: "You look around first. As for marriage, wait until you are capable. My Ye family's daughter can't marry a bad person."

"Okay." Liu Linhua responded directly.

After solving Ye Qingqing's matter, Song Qingran also heaved a sigh of relief. Zuo Chen took her back to rest. When he got into the car, he saw that the dark circles under Song Qingran's eyes had gotten worse. The children are doing well in love, so why are the parents joining in the fun!"

Song Qingran curiously opened one eye to see how angry he was, but Mr. Zuo still remained expressionless, but his tone was a bit harsh.

She closed her eyes again and leaned back on the chair, drowsy.

Zuo Chen drove the car steadily all the way, just to let Song Qingran sleep for a while.

But Song Qingran also knew how to love others, she had been in the hospital for so many days, and Zuo Chen had been with her all the time, so he must be tired too.

So Song Qingran shook his hand and comforted him: "Fortunately, the ending is okay now, the two of them are finally together."

"Yeah." Mr. Zuo snorted dissatisfied. Fortunately, it was a good ending. If it was not good, he would not let the Ye family have a better life.

"By the way," Song Qingran suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him.

Zuo Chen was driving, caught off guard by her stare, and almost started to speed up the car, he turned his head in doubt, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"Why are you here as a judge?" This question has troubled Song Qingran for two competitions. Every time she saw him being a judge by an outsider, she felt awkward, as if she was participating in a fake competition.

Zuo Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Nonsense, of course it is the truth, is it possible that I want to listen to lies?!"

"Hmm..." Zuo Chen restrained his smile, and said solemnly, "I want to let you go through the back door."

Song Qingran, "..."

Shouldn't this kind of self-consciousness be praised?
Song Qingran's face was full of black lines, and he stretched out his hand to pat his arm, "My master is here, he can still let me go through the back door, you don't need it!"

joke!If she wanted strength and strength, why did she go through the back door.

Zuo Chen smiled and said: "Then I will help you through the back door with your master, it's safer."

Song Qingran was laughed out of anger, and was half awake in an instant. The two chatted for a while about the design of the competition. Song Qingran was surprised to find that Zuo Chen was not completely ignorant of this aspect, at least he still had some knowledge.

When they arrived at the hotel, both of them were a little tired, so they finished their dinner hastily, and then washed and rested.

It was still bright when she closed her eyes, Song Qingran thought, this was probably the first time she came to S city to sleep.

This also indicates that this sleep may not be complete.

Song Qingran woke up in the middle of the night, the heater was on in the room, she was still a little cold, and suddenly found that there was no one around her.

These few days she lived with Zuo Chen, both of them slept in the same bed, they were all fine before, what happened today?

In the room, only a small lamp by the bed was still on, so Song Qingran just got out of bed, put on his shoes, and opened the door.

The living room was also pitch black, and Song Qingran called out "Brother Chen", but no one answered, but it sounded like a slight muffled hum.

Song Qingran's scalp went numb for a moment, the hotel was burglarized?
impossible.

The hotel Zuo Chen chose is higher than a five-star hotel, and the security performance is absolutely good, so there will be no thieves.

Song Qingran took two steps forward and found that the voice was coming from the balcony. When she approached quietly, a violent cough suddenly came from the balcony.

"Brother Chen."

The voice belonged to Zuo Chen, and Song Qingran panicked when she heard it, and immediately opened the balcony door, and saw Zuo Chen fell to the ground with a clear vision for a moment, looking a little embarrassed.

He was only wearing a white bathrobe, and leaning against the huge French windows, his chest was wide open, and his chest, which usually looked thick and strong with clothes on, looked thinner now.

Song Qingran hurried forward to help him up, Zuo Chen felt someone coming, opened his eyes with some difficulty, his eyes were scarlet, Song Qingran was startled when he saw clearly by the moonlight.

Zuo Chen was trembling all over, covered in cold sweat, Song Qingran was terrified, "Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?" Her voice was trembling.

Zuo Chen wanted to stretch out his hand to comfort her, but he was helpless, his body was twitching, and he said to Song Qingran with some difficulty: "Bedside, on the table, medicine."

After Song Qingran understood, he helped him up with great effort, then helped him to sit on the sofa in the living room, and quickly ran into the room to look for medicine.

The medicine in the white bottle was full of English names. Song Qingran didn't have time to look at it, so she ran out grabbing the bottle and asked, "Brother Chen, is it this?"

"Yes."

Song Qingran poured some hot water for him to drink the medicine, and he got better after a while.

Song Qingran let out a long breath of relief, and after Zuo Chen recovered, he smiled a little forcedly, "I'm sorry, Qingran, I scared you."

She blinked and asked, "Brother Chen, are you sick?"

Song Qing then belatedly remembered that Zuo Chen was a sick person, this was the first time he had an illness in front of her, so that she almost forgot that Zuo Chen was a sick person.

Song Qingran looked at him with some distress, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, don't worry." Zuo Chen still closed his eyes.

Song Qingran was worried, "Brother Chen, why don't we go to the hospital?"

"Heh," Zuo Chen chuckled, "Silly girl, if the hospital can take care of me, I'll be cured a long time ago."

Song Qingran made a joke, and asked with some emotion: "Then when will your illness be cured?"

"What's wrong, are you scared?"

"No," Song Qingran shook his head, "I'm not afraid, I am, and my heart aches."

"..."

At that moment, Zuo Chen suddenly felt no pain.

After growing up so big, no one cared about him so much after grandma really cared about him. Song Qingran was the first one who cared differently from grandma.

He looked at the ceiling above his head, and suddenly said, "It's not... there is no way at all."

"..." Song Qingran sat up straight all of a sudden, "If there's anything you can do, tell me quickly."

Zuo Chen raised an arm to cover his eyes, "The Ouyang family, they say, there is an antidote."

Song Qingran immediately understood that Zuo Chen's part-time job as a "bodyguard" this time was not for favors but for antidote.

But looking at him now... it seems that the conversation has collapsed...

Song Qingran still felt a little distressed, she groped over and squeezed his hand, "It's okay, I'll be with you."

After tossing around for most of the night, Zuo Chen took a shower after finishing his adjustments, and lay down next to Song Qingran again, and the two of them fell asleep again.

The next day was the last round of the competition, Zuo Chen drove her to the hotel in the morning, and the two parted ways in the parking lot to avoid suspicion.

Now there are only six people left, and the rule is that six people need to draw lots to form a group to comment on each other's works. Song Qingran is probably unlucky to be in a group with Gong Xin.

The first few groups passed smoothly, except for Song Qingran and Gong Xin. Gong Xin tried to make trouble several times to affect the judges' scores, but in the end Song Qingran racked his brains to make it pass.

Gong Xin didn't care about the results of the final round, but Song Qingran couldn't let it go to her hands.

During this period, Zuo Chen had been sitting on the judging panel, and she could see the dark circles under her eyes clearly from such a distance.

At the end of the competition, Song Qingran won the first place without accident, and Ouyang Jing came second.

Song Qingran sat next to her all the time, even when receiving the award, they were next to each other. When she stepped off the stage, Song Qingran received a blank stare from Miss Ouyang without any surprise.

She sneered, it turned out that Ouyang Jing was not as pure-hearted as she seemed on the surface and didn't care about anything.

Thinking of what Zuo Chen said last night, she really can't show good looks to the Ouyang family now.

After Song Qingran received the award, he intended to leave with Zuo Chen, but when he was in the backstage, he received a notice saying that the investors had invited the contestants to have a meal and rest, and they would cover all the expenses.

Song Qingran didn't care whether they covered the expenses or not, she was only worried about Zuo Chen's body.

The two had made an appointment to meet in the parking lot after the game was over. Zuo Chen has not come to ask about the meal so far, which means that he has already left without knowing the news about the meal. Maybe he is already waiting in the parking lot now. .

Song Qingran quickened the movements of his hands, thinking that the two of them would reconcile soon.

"Little Junior Sister~" Lu Jiayi's delicate voice suddenly came from the door.

Song Qingran turned her head to see that her little senior sister was holding the door open, looking at her affectionately with big watery eyes.

Song Qingran smiled, "Senior Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Junior Sister," Lu Jiayi ran over and grabbed her arm, "Shall we go to the banquet together?"

"..." Intellectually, Song Qingran wanted to refuse, but Lu Jiayi held onto her and kept using her big Kazilan eyes to show her cuteness. Song Qingran couldn't laugh or cry, "Little sister, I really have something to do..."

"Junior Sister, the food here is delicious, but it's a bit expensive. I used to have no money to eat, and now it's hard to get someone to treat me. I don't want to eat for nothing!"

In the end, Song Qingran was still entangled by her, so she sent a text message to Zuo Chen, telling him to go back to rest first, and she to go back later.

Gong Xin also received the news, and she was suffocating fire in her heart, when she suddenly saw her brother wandering in the corridor, he seemed to be waiting for Song Qingran.

All of a sudden, he became even more angry!
Every time it was Song Qingran who robbed Chen's brother, and also her No.1, and now she is going to rob her brother.
Gong Xin was almost pissed off by his own thought.

At the same time, I suddenly had an idea.

Gong Xin put down the mirror in her hand, ran to the corridor and called "Brother".

Gong Ye turned to see her, his face remained unchanged, and asked "Why?"

Gong Xin stood side by side with him, leaning against the wall, squinting at him and said, "Brother, let's discuss something."

"what's up?"

"That's right...you can see that Zuo Chen likes Song Qingran, but brother Chen belongs to me. Let's discuss it. I will find a way to give Song Qingran to you. You take her away, and brother Chen belongs to me."

Gong Ye's face darkened when Gong Xin finished speaking, and he waited for her to finish, then turned around and left.

"Hey bro!" Gong Xin pulled him back, "What's wrong! Don't you agree? Why?!"

"What do you think?!" Gong Ye shook off her hand and noticed that this was a corridor. He didn't want to show his face to the outside, so he said under his breath, "What do you think about every day, a little girl? Love Can this kind of thing be forced? Besides, you like Zuo Chen to take care of me, if you have the ability, you two can compete fairly!"

Gong Xin was almost pissed off by him, "Are you my brother or not? Don't you know that I'm doing it for your own good? Song Qingran is brother Chen's wife now. If you don't work harder, it will be impossible! Of course I know Fair competition, then at least I still have a chance, but do you have it?!"

Gong Ye hesitated for a moment, and quickly rejected the proposal, "Stop talking, I won't agree, and you have to be quiet, don't make any foolish plans!"

After finishing speaking, Gong Ye didn't even wait for Song Qingran, and left directly.

Gong Xin stamped her feet angrily, her eyes were red with anger.

"Miss Gong." A cold voice came from behind.

Gong Xin's eyelids moved, and when she turned around, she saw Ouyang Jing.

She didn't know when she came here, how long she had been standing here, and what she heard.