I don't care about late affection

"I'm thirsty." Li Hannian said again.

Obviously just drank water 3 minutes ago, she gritted her teeth and emphasized: "You are not thirsty."

"The Song family."

Just two words, pinched her lifeline.

She didn't know whether Li Hannian really knew something was wrong with the Song family, or if she just pretended to know, but she didn't dare to gamble, so she gritted her teeth and sent the water over.

Li Hannian glanced at the water, then looked away: "The water has no taste, peel an apple for me."

"……Yes."

Song Ruoqing could only obediently peel an apple, and immediately pressed it into the man's mouth, regardless of whether it would choke or not.

"Do you want to murder?" Li Hannian's teeth hurt from being hit.

Song Ruoqing had an innocent face: "Isn't President Li going to eat apples, am I feeding you?"

"Eat it yourself." Li Hannian angrily took the apple over and pressed it directly into Song Ruoqing's mouth.

She had been prepared for a long time, took a bite, took a bite, and exclaimed: "The apples I peeled by myself are delicious."

Although the two of you came and went, the atmosphere in the ward was inexplicably warm.

But suddenly, a haggard and weak voice sounded: "Brother Hannian."

Song Ruoqing looked back, and saw Ye Feifei standing at the door, looking at the scene in front of her with teary eyes, that heartbroken look, seeing a man, she couldn't help but want to hug her to comfort her.

Song Ruoqing's action of biting the apple froze, and Li Hannian's expression became more serious, but looking at Ye Feifei, his face softened quickly.

"The wound on your face is healed?" He said softly.

Song Ruoqing clicked tut in her heart, she had never had such a gentle tone before.

Of course she doesn't care too much.

"Yeah." Ye Feifei walked in and said, "It's already healed, but I didn't expect Brother Hannian to be ill. Even if you're afraid that I'm worried, you shouldn't tell me."

Even though there were so many positions, Ye Feifei walked directly towards Song Ruoqing's position.

Song Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and took two steps back to give up her seat.

Ye Feifei threw herself into Li Hannian's arms and said, "Brother Hannian, didn't you say that we are one, your business is my business, you were sick, I had nightmares last night."

Li Hannian gave his hand a slight pause, then slowly raised it and landed on Ye Feifei's shoulder: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"How can I not worry, you promise me that you will not hide from me when you encounter such a thing in the future, okay?"

Ye Feifei raised her small face, full of expectation.

Looking at this face, Li Hannian couldn't say a word of rejection: "...OK."

Ye Feifei laughed happily.

"Crack, click!" The original scene of concubine love was interrupted by a burst of chewing.

Li Hannian frowned slightly, and saw Song Ruoqing sitting on the sofa at some point, eating an apple with one hand, and looking at the two of them with great interest.

It's like watching...a play!
"What's your expression?" His face darkened immediately.

Song Ruoqing gnawed the last bite of the apple, and after throwing away the core, raised her hand to wipe away the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a moved face, "It's nothing, I just asked with emotion what love in the world is, and it's just a promise of life and death. "

"Song, Ruo, Qing." Li Hannian paused every word, as if the words were squeezed out between his teeth.

"Brother Hannian, don't be angry, I'm fine." Ye Feifei held Li Hannian's hand and smiled generously.

Li Hannian glanced at Ye Feifei and said nothing.

Ye Feifei turned around with a smile and said, "Miss Song, thank you for helping me take care of Hannian. I was supposed to take care of it, but you also hurt my face two days ago..."

"That's right, you just poured it into the hot soup last time." Song Ruoqing looked at Ye Feifei in surprise: "But your face has recovered quite well, by the way, last time I saw that your nose seemed to be crooked, which beauty hospital will give it to you?" Repaired."

Ye Feifei's expression froze, and she clenched her hands secretly: "What is Miss Song talking about, I haven't had plastic surgery, it's pure natural."

"I didn't say you had plastic surgery, I just said where you repaired your crooked nose. What are you denying in such a hurry?"

Moreover, plastic surgery is so normal these days. In a certain chaotic circle, both men and women have undergone plastic surgery, and they look pretty. There is nothing wrong with pursuing beauty.

Ye Feifei couldn't say a word, and gave Li Hannian a nervous look.

"It's okay." He patted Ye Feifei's hand to comfort him, raised his head to look at Song Ruoqing with indifferent and gloomy eyes, and his tone was more like frozen ice: "I don't need you here anymore, leave immediately."

"I understand, true love has come, and a poor wife is an eyesore, so I'm leaving now."

She wanted to leave a long time ago. If it wasn't for this dog man who threatened the Song family yesterday, she wouldn't have come to see her when she died of illness.

Just like when she was lying on the hospital bed in despair, no one came to see her until she died.

She got up and walked neatly, without any nostalgia, and never showed a sad and disappointed expression. Li Hannian stared at Song Ruoqing's back, his lacquered eyes were deep.

"Miss Song, you're leaving, I'll see you off." Ye Feifei stood up quickly, and followed Song Ruoqing out of the ward.

Just out of Li Hannian's sight.

Ye Feifei's tone changed: "Song Ruoqing."

Song Ruoqing paused, turned her head and stared at her with a half-smile: "Why, stop pretending."

In her eyes, Ye Feifei seemed to have seen through all the secrets hidden deep in her heart. This feeling of being stripped naked made her feel ashamed.

"Song Ruoqing, I won't talk nonsense with you. If you still want to lose face, divorce immediately. You know that Brother Hannian only has me in his heart, but you still stick to men. Are you cheap? Unfortunately, even if you are cheap, Brother Hannian won't look at you." Fuck you, why do you still have the face to pester brother Hannian, I warn you, this is the last time, if there is a next time, I will not let you go."

"It's over." Song Ruoqing was not angry at all.

She also admitted that she did commit a crime in her previous life, so she paid the price with her life. The time of her rebirth in this life is wrong, but she will not commit a crime again.

Ye Feifei couldn't tolerate being arrogant in front of her.

"Of course I didn't finish my sentence, but I don't think it's necessary to waste my words with you." Ye Feifei insulted: "Anyway, no matter how much you beg for brother Hannian, he won't take a fancy to you."

"It seems that you have finished." Song Ruoqing nodded, and took a step forward, while Ye Feifei was still proud.

He suddenly raised his hand and slapped Ye Feifei unexpectedly.

"Ah!" Ye Feifei tilted her cheeks, covered her face and screamed, "You dare to hit me."

"Your voice is too harsh, I'll tell you to calm down." Song Ruoqing's face suddenly became indifferent.

But in fact, she said silently in her heart: Although she is reborn now, but the child has really left her, this slap is just interest.

Song Ruoqing was sad in her heart, but she had a sweet smile on her face: "This is a thank you gift for wanting to pour soup in the restaurant last time. From now on, every time you plot against me, I will slap you in the face."

"By the way, thank you for sending the divorce agreement to Li Haobai, so that we can't get divorced, and we still have to live together and have children. Thank you so much."