Jiao Yuqing was brought back to consciousness by his voice, and immediately coughed a few times to cover up her emotions, walked quickly to him, but didn't dare to meet his eyes, lowered her voice and asked, "Have you been here all this time?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Shan Lingchen raised his eyebrows, snuffed out the last cigarette on his fingertips, and leaned over to open the car door from Jiao Yuqing's waist, "Get in the car."

Jiao Yuqing's heart was pounding, and she sat in the car with the things in her arms, but her body was tense.

After all, she could see that Shan Lingchen was really angry at the time, and he didn't give her any good looks for a few days, and suddenly "showed favor" to her, which didn't seem to be his character.

"one……"

"Why, are you so happy that you don't even know how to fasten your seat belt?"

Just as Jiao Yuqing opened her mouth, she was blocked by Shan Lingchen's words, the faint smell of tobacco in her nose became more and more clear, and her big warm hands reached out to her waist to fasten the seat belt slowly.

Shan Lingchen leaned over, sized her up and down with his dark eyes, there was a hint of mockery in his eyes, and he didn't get up in a hurry.

"happy?"

"What?" Jiao Yuqing frowned, adjusted her sitting position a little further away from the person in front of her, took a few deep breaths before reacting, and smiled slightly, "Except for some emergencies, I am still very happy to receive this award of."

This award is a kind of affirmation to her, it must be false to say she is unhappy.

Shan Lingchen squinted his eyes, leaned on Jiao Yuqing's seat with one hand, and pointed at the thing she was holding in her arms with the other, "So you want to hold it all the time?"

"No." Jiao Yuqing came to her senses, shook her head, stretched the thing in front of him, leaned her body against the car window again.

"I haven't had time to find a place to put it yet."

Shan Lingchen saw the body getting farther and farther away from him, frowned slightly, reached out and put the things Jiao Yuqing handed over on the back seat of the car, and pursed his thin lips tightly.

He drove the car, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and the side face was sharp and angular.

The temperature in the car dropped suddenly, Jiao Yuqing glanced at the person next to her quietly, buckled the seat belt on her chest, and asked softly, "During the race, were you there all the time?"

The brief silence caused Jiao Yuqing's heart to hang high. For some reason, she persistently wanted to know if Shan Lingchen was watching her when she was on the stage.

She couldn't tell, a complex emotion that made her look forward to and fear loss.

Shan Lingchen didn't look sideways, and his voice was cold and calm: "Didn't you see me?"

The sudden answer made Jiao Yuqing's heart skip a beat, her hand holding the edge of the seat belt tightened, her breathing became a little short, and her tone slowed down.

"I thought I was wrong, aren't you angry?"

"Angry? With whom?" Shan Lingchen snorted softly, skillfully maneuvering the car around a beautiful turn, with a trace of coldness in his voice.

Jiao Yuqing sighed lightly. With this tone, it is unnecessary to think that Shan Lingchen still remembers what happened that day at all.

Originally, nothing happened between her and Zheng Zehan, and they kept telling Shan Lingchen nothing, making it seem like something happened to them.

She glanced at the tense face in the rearview mirror, sighed, and said, "I went to the cafe with Zheng Zehan that day, chatted for a while, and planned to hold a class reunion as my celebration banquet."

"Celebration banquet?" Shan Lingchen sneered, his voice became colder and mocking, "When did Shan's employees need someone else to hold a celebration banquet?"

"No, Zheng Zehan and I are alumni. We mainly want to hold a class reunion. It's not a big deal for me to win an award..."

"Then he is really thinking of you, so he will arrange everything for you." Taking advantage of the red light, Shan Lingchen turned his head to look at Jiao Yuqing, his eyes were piercing, and his thin lips curled up in a sarcastic arc.

"Shan Lingchen." Jiao Yuqing frowned, looking into his eyes, "I didn't tell you at the time, you were angry, and now you are angry again when I tell the truth, what do you want me to do?"

Shan Lingchen squinted his eyes, without any emotion in his dark eyes, and said word by word: "Then don't meet each other, it's not an example."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and stared at the front again, holding the steering wheel with his slender fingers, with a daunting chill all over his body.

Jiao Yuqing curled her lips and looked away from the car.

When she frowned and sighed, the car turned into the underground garage of the city center hospital, and the light in front of her eyes dimmed.

"Why did you come to the hospital?"

Shan Lingchen stretched out his hand to unfasten his seat belt, the black suit was neatly attached to his body, and he got out of the car neatly, staring at her in the car with fixed eyes.

"Lele misses you."

In the past few days, she has been preparing for the final details of the competition, and she is very relieved that Su Rou went to and from the hospital, and indeed she did not bother to take a look at Lele.

Jiao Yuqing nodded, quickly unfastened her seat belt and got out of the car to Shan Lingchen's side.

Before he had walked a few steps, his eyes suddenly blurred, and a car turned sideways into another lane with high beams on, as if it was hiding from something.

She glanced at the license plate number, and her heart tightened. Isn't this He Jinxi's car that day?

Jiao Yuqing frowned and followed behind Shan Lingchen, but she felt uneasy in her heart. Things might not be so simple at the scene today.

While thinking about it, she followed Shan Lingchen to the door of the ward.

"Father! Mom!" Lele took a book of fairy tales and read it. When she saw the person standing at the door, her eyes lit up immediately. She sat up from the hospital bed and waved her hands. Me?"

Jiao Yuqing smiled, opened her arms and hugged her into her arms, stroked her hair, felt satisfied, and slowed down her voice.

"Mom has something to do these days, so I'll come to see Lele directly after today's work."

Shan Lingchen hung his suit jacket on the shelf by the door, went to the bed and took her into his arms with one hand, squeezed her face with one hand, and said threateningly: "Why, Lele doesn't want to Dad?"

Lele was amused for a while, twisted in Shan Lingchen's arms for a while, and then said softly: "No, Lele misses Dad too."

Jiao Yuqing smiled with a trace of relief, Lele's face was no longer sickly pale, and she was not as cautious as before, and she was relieved to be able to laugh like a real child.

Shan Lingchen narrowed his eyes, put Lele on his lap and looked into her eyes, the sharp edges and corners on his face softened, and his tone was gentle.

"Lele, do you want to go home?"

"Go home..." Lele's face collapsed with a smile, and she stretched out her small hands in Jiao Yuqing's direction as if at a loss, "I don't want to, I want to be with my mother."

Hearing this, Shan Lingchen's complexion darkened a bit, and his eyes were complicated.

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