quietly in love with you

Chapter 11 This is the naked face of a capitalist (4)
These antifans are also amazing.

These miraculous antifans directly gave me a cold and a fever.When I woke up the next morning, I found myself lying on the bed limply, with a splitting headache.In fact, I have been a wild boy since I was a child. I have a very good body, eat delicious food, and rarely get sick.Recalling that the last time I had a cold and fever was probably when I was in high school, I didn't expect that Tang Yongshi would fail because of Tang Yongshi today.

Struggling to get up, stepping on the cold ground is like stepping on cotton.I staggered, top-heavy, to the kitchen, plugged in the kettle and boiled some water.While waiting for the water to boil, I remembered that Lin Jiaqi was not at home in Paris on a business trip, and suddenly felt desolate.

The kitchen window was open, and there was a bright white sun outside, and the warm wind from the beginning of summer blew in. I felt cold and hot for a while, and I was so uncomfortable.After finally waiting for the water to boil, I dug out some white and black from the medicine box and ate a piece indiscriminately.It seems that there is no way to go to work today.I first took out my mobile phone and called the company to ask for sick leave.

Called Song Jianghang, but no one answered.

This guy always makes me disappear in a pinch.What should we do in this situation?I curled up under the blanket, took my mobile phone and looked through the address book from beginning to end, and found that there was no one to ask for help, so I suddenly became discouraged.

Well, well, just let me die of illness.Anyway, there are as many characters like me as ants in this world, and there is a lot less than me.I threw the phone aside, buried myself in the bed, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I was in a coma when the phone rang loudly.I was so quarreled that I had a splitting headache. I picked up my phone and wanted to throw it against the wall. I squinted my eyes and glanced at it casually, and immediately became more energetic.When I picked up the phone, I said weakly, "Hey, Song, Song, Auntie..." On the other end of the phone was Mrs. Song's anxious voice: "Oh, quietly, what's wrong with you? Why is your voice so weak? Are you sick? "

Then there is no more then.

My memory stays at this second, and when I woke up, I was already in the hospital.

If I didn't have an IV in my hand, I would never believe that such a beautiful room is actually a hospital ward. Look at the small beige curtains with lace, and look at the bright yellow leather sofa that has been polished and shiny. , look at the 55-inch LCD TV opposite me reflecting my pale face, look at the little quilt covering my body exuding a fragrance of jasmine, this is not a hospital, it is clearly the boudoir of that lady.

But in fact this is the hospital.

Before I had a good look at the room, the door was pushed open, and Mrs. Song came in with a dignified face. The moment she saw me, she smiled into a bright chrysanthemum: "Quietly, are you awake? Are you hungry?" , would you like something to eat?"

My cold probably hasn't healed yet, and my head is still groggy.I shook my head: "Auntie, this is..."

"This is a hospital. You have a fever. It's almost forty degrees. The doctor said that your life will not be guaranteed if you are sent later! Alas, you said that this Young Master Su is really, even if your girlfriend is sick. I know, but I can’t find anyone on the phone. I asked Wenxuan to call RT and I found out that he went to Japan on a business trip.” Mrs. Song muttered unhappily, “Young people nowadays don’t know how to take care of their girlfriends. It's hard work, just like my grandson. Sigh!"

I think the old lady has a strong sense of substitution and regards me as her granddaughter.

Mrs. Song touched my forehead with her hand while nagging, and she showed a comfortable smile on her face: "It's not that hot anymore. I have already informed Young Master Su, and asked him to come back as soon as possible."

I sniffled: "No, he's busy."

The old lady Song blamed: "No matter how busy you are, it's important to have a girlfriend? The whole company won't be able to work, so he has to go to battle in person?" She helped me tuck the quilt, "Okay, don't think so much, take a good rest, You can see people when you wake up."

I really want to tell Granny Song that I'm fine, don't call Su Yuncheng, otherwise I don't know if that guy will feel narcissistically that I'm pestering him again.But my head really hurts, it hurts, so I fell asleep drowsily again.

This time I actually had a dream. I dreamed that when I was young, I lived in the country, enjoying the shade under the big pagoda tree in front of my grandmother's house on a hot summer night.In front of the yard is a field, and on the opposite side of the field is a mountain.At night in the quiet countryside, only the chirping of cicadas and frogs can be heard.

I was lying on the bamboo bed propped up by my grandmother and fell asleep, while that naughty ghost Song Jianghang picked dogtail grass from nowhere and scratched my face itchy.

I waved my hand: "Song Jianghang, don't make trouble!"

Song Jianghang stopped making trouble.

He doesn't make trouble, but I feel that something is wrong.When did this guy become so obedient, and I told him to stop if he didn't make trouble?When didn't I have to make me fly into a rage, grab him and beat him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen?Thinking of this, I suddenly got a jolt and woke up.

Su Yuncheng stood by the bed stiffly.

He is very tall, and now that I am lying down and he is standing, I feel that he is extraordinarily tall.The gloomy expression looked like a dead wife, and I felt hairy when I saw it, so I subconsciously pulled the quilt to cover all the parts below the eyes, leaving only the eyes outside: "Hi! Long time no see! "

At that moment, Su Yuncheng's expression was really distorted, so distorted that I even suspected that he would jump up and grab my neck tightly in the next second, so I quickly explained: "I didn't ask Aunt Song to call you here. "

Su Yuncheng still didn't speak.

I swallowed my saliva under the quilt, because of the nasal sound of a cold and the voice buzzing under the quilt: "I know you are very angry, and you have to travel all the way back from Japan for me. Don't look at me like this. I Really innocent." I blinked, "I was still in a coma when Aunt Song called you, really, I'm not lying to you."

Probably my sincere eyes touched him, Su Yuncheng finally moved away his cold gaze: "Are you hungry?" I think my head is probably burnt out, otherwise how could I feel that Su Yuncheng's tone is very gentle .I touched my stomach, and it has been a whole day without a drop of water.Fang Qiaoqiao is definitely not someone who has trouble with her stomach, so I nodded sincerely.

Su Yuncheng pursed his lips, turned around, took his coat from the sofa and left.

I think it's all over this time. Seeing Su Yuncheng's ugly expression, it almost makes me feel like I'm going to be cut alive three times.I vaguely remember Mrs. Song saying that he was on a business trip to Japan, but don't blame me for the loss.After all, I haven't received my 300 million salary yet, and there's nothing I can do if he insists on arrears of wages.

I got up from the bed and visited my ward, and found that this luxurious ward was even equipped with a complete bathroom and luxurious decoration, and I sighed in my heart.At this time, a nurse came in to see that I was awake, took my temperature, and said with a smile, "Miss Fang, your high fever has subsided." After looking at it, I asked, "Do you want to take a bath first? Get you a change of hospital gown."

I looked at myself in the mirror, my hair had become greasy from sweating, thinking that Su Yuncheng probably didn't come back so soon, so I nodded.

It feels really good to take a hot bath after having a high fever. In addition, the hot water in this luxurious ward is of a suitable temperature, and even the shower gel and shampoo that are delivered smell very good. And the mood that became heavy suddenly improved, and I couldn't help humming a little song.

Ten minutes later, Su Yuncheng came back with porridge.The porridge was served in a beige thermos, and I was curious: "Which porridge shop has such a good service, it actually provides a thermos." Su Yuncheng's expression obviously twitched.I only found out afterwards that he had ordered the chef of the Su family mansion to put the porridge on the stove to boil it, and when I woke up I drove home to pack the porridge.

At that time, Su Yuncheng obviously already had unreasonable thoughts about me, but unfortunately, I was so wise and stupid. I didn't realize it until a certain autumn morning, when I was lying on the bed and euphemistically called thinking. solved this problem.

Su Yuncheng put the thermos on the coffee table, went out and asked the nurse for bowls and chopsticks, poured out the porridge in the thermos and pushed it in front of me.Then he sat down across from me.

I have to say it's an extremely weird situation.

I held the bowl carefully, and ate sips of it like a lady, while Su Yuncheng sat across from me with a gloomy face, staring at me like an eagle staring at its prey. He hesitated to speak.

Under his mental torment, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, put down the bowl and looked at him seriously: "Young Master Su, just speak up if you have something to say, or I will suffer from indigestion if you keep looking at me like this."

Su Yuncheng pursed his lips, as if it took a lot of effort to hold back a disdainful "hmph".He was silent for three seconds, and then said slowly, "What's going on?"

I raised my hand in the next second and swore: "I really, really really swear that I didn't ask Mrs. Song to invite you back from Japan, everything was just an accident!"

"I asked what happened to the cold!" Su Yuncheng interrupted me impatiently.

"Oh, hehehe..." I smiled awkwardly, "Young Master Su, haven't you read gossip magazines?"

"I don't watch those."

I scratched my head: "That's right... I went to see Tang Yongshi, and I was accidentally splashed with ice water by her antifan. In this way, Young Master Su, you have to take some responsibility, right?" Su Yuncheng frowned: "I want What are you responsible for?" I giggled and said, "Why are you pretending to be stupid, you and Tang Yongshi are dating..." I caught a cold because your girlfriend was splashed with water.

Su Yuncheng didn't deny it, but seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked coldly, "What about your boyfriend?"

Forgive me, I really have no way to associate the title of my boyfriend with Song Jianghang, so when Su Yuncheng asked this question, I was stunned for three seconds, with a weird expression on his face, but obviously Su Yuncheng seemed to have misunderstood a bit, he Picking up a fruit knife from the coffee table and peeling an apple, he looked at me and said slowly, "Your boyfriend didn't show up for such a big thing as a cold and a fever, it's a bit unreasonable."

Only then did I remember Song Jianghang, this guy disappeared for me when my life was hanging by a thread, next time I catch him, I have to beat him hard.Thinking of this, I suddenly turned my eyes to the golden light, and took out my mobile phone to make a call to Song Jianghang.

Su Yuncheng interrupted me: "Stop hitting, he's in Japan."

I widened my eyes: "How do you know?" Su Yuncheng's expression was a little unpredictable: "I saw him in Japan. He was with Tang Yongshi." I said "oh" and put away the phone: "No wonder I I can’t get through to him on the phone, so it turns out he’s gone to Japan.”

Su Yuncheng handed over the peeled apple: "He and Tang Yongshi went to Japan, you are not jealous? You are really confident."

Why do these words sound a bit like sowing discord?If the person opposite is not Su Yuncheng, I really doubt that he has taken a fancy to me and provoked my relationship with my boyfriend.I took the apple and took a bite: "Hey, Tang Yongshi is the most popular artist in his hands, of course he has to wait on him." Well, this apple is quite sweet, so I took another bite and said to Su in a vague way. Yun Cheng said: "Apple is delicious, can you peel another one for me?"

When Su Yuncheng left that day, he walked away with a dark face.After he left, I lay on the bed by myself and tossed and turned to reflect on myself many times. How could I treat the dignified Young Master Su like a servant? He peeled an apple for me because I saved his girlfriend from a disaster. For the sake of it, I actually asked him to cut another one for me.

Fang Qiaoqiao, you really don't know how much you weigh.

(End of this chapter)