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Chapter 22 Mr. President Please Divorce (23)

Chapter 23: Divorce, Mr. President (23)

Song Chengcheng's expression froze, he removed her arm with his backhand, and said wittily: "Your president is not a good person, I don't have the guts!"

Lu Tianqing clasped her shoulder again, failing to intimidate her, and resorted to trickery.

"Xiao Songsong, can you bear to think that I have entered the grave of marriage and can't get out?"

Lu Tianqing spoke so pitifully that he barely shed two tears.

"I'm really afraid of you!" Song Chengcheng also imitated her expression of wanting to cry, and compromised feebly: "Tell me what you have to do!"

Seeing that the trick was successful, Lu Tianqing withdrew her hand.

She held her chin and said, "Actually, it's not a difficult task, I just want you to make a call for me!"

After all, Lu Tianqing leaned into Song Chengcheng's ear and muttered for a while.

In the evening of that day, Shang Yiheng was still busy in the office when he suddenly received a call from an unfamiliar number.

When he took it, he heard Song Chengcheng's panicked voice.

"Hello Mr. Shang, I'm Tianqing's classmate, Tianqing suddenly fainted at school just now!"

When Shang Yiheng heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

He stood up abruptly from the chair, and asked nervously, "What about now? Where is she, has she been sent to the hospital? Has she woke up?"

He asked many questions in one breath, and Song Chengcheng felt guilty.

If Lu Tianqing hadn't been on the side to give her courage, she might have hung up the phone right now.

Lu Tianqing showed her a cheering expression, Song Chengcheng took a deep breath, and finished the lines he was about to say.

"Tianqing was sent to XX Ward of XX Hospital. He has regained consciousness, but his body is still relatively weak. The doctor said it is best to stay in the hospital for observation!"

"Thank you, I will rush to the hospital right away!" Shang Yiheng said.

After hanging up the phone, Song Chengcheng's palms and back were sweaty.

She patted her frightened little heart and said, "Oh my god, I scared the baby to death!"

Lu Tianqing smiled, "Thank you!"

Song Chengcheng wiped the sweat from his brow, shook his head and said, "You will have to perform the next scene by yourself!"

Paying respects to Lu Tianqing, Song Chengcheng said: "My sister's heart can't stand the shock, so I won't play with you!"

After speaking, Song Chengcheng ran away as if oiling the soles of his feet.

After receiving the news that Lu Tianqing was hospitalized, Shang Yiheng hurriedly stopped his work.

After leaving the office, he stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and the car ran at high speed all the way on the road, trying to get to Lu Tianqing's ward as quickly as possible.

Knowing that Shang Yiheng was coming, Lu Tianqing looked calm on the surface, but still panicked inside.

Not long after, there was a sound of unlocking the door, and she immediately entered a combat state.

As soon as Shang Yiheng entered the door, he strode to his bedside and asked eagerly: "How do you feel now?"

The moment she saw Shang Yiheng, she was scared from the bottom of her heart. She practiced the lines countless times, but she couldn't say a word.

She looked up, and Shang Yiheng's forehead was covered with sweat, and the clothes on his body were also wet with sweat.

I just heard that the elevator in the hospital is being repaired, so it can be seen that he climbed the stairs.

Seeing this scene, Lu Tianqing couldn't bear it.

This scene of fake pregnancy couldn't go on smoothly.

Seeing that she was silent, Shang Yiheng became even more anxious.

"Why don't you talk anymore, are you feeling unwell?"

Lu Tianqing shook his head silently, really not knowing how to answer his words.

(End of this chapter)