I married the rich and powerful

Mrs. Xiao glanced at him, but thought of the little girl Xin Yu who was somewhat similar to him in his mind. He didn't intend to say anything for the time being, but said, "I'm going back."

"Did grandpa have anything to do with her—"

"Unhappy?" Mrs. Xiao interrupted him, with displeasure on his face, "No. Are you satisfied? You don't look at yourself, you're already crippled, and you still have the mood to take care of other things, like your body. After finishing speaking, he got up and said with a somber face: "Old woman, let's go back, so as not to be an obstacle here, and always think that we are suffering for others."

"Grandpa, I just want to know if you and Ah Yu are getting along well." Song Jing looked at him and pulled the old lady Xiao away, "Grandma, I have no other intentions."

The old lady Xiao bowed to him knowingly, "Grandma knows, live in peace, grandma will come to see you tomorrow."

Thinking of something, Song Jing quickly reminded Mrs. Xiao: "Grandpa, you can't touch Xiang Zhinian, I have my own plan."

Mrs. Xiao looked back at him when he heard the words, paused for a moment, and said: "It's your business between you and him, but he lied to me, it's between me and him, but don't worry, I won't Mess with your plan, I have a way to vent my anger on him."

Song Jing felt relieved after hearing this, and watched them go out.

After the door closed, he began to look for the phone in the bedside table, but he couldn't find it. Thinking that it might be with Xin Yu, he sighed deeply with disappointment.

While sighing, the door of the ward opened, and the doctor walked in. It was a surprise to see him awake.

"Can you all see it?"

"I can."

"Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Not yet."

The doctor did a checkup and warned: "Although the operation went well and the recovery is not bad, you still need to pay attention to rest and don't get too tired."

Song Jing nodded, and began to worry about when Xin Yu would come.

Outside the gate of the hospital, Xin Yu, who had been waiting for Mrs. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao, stepped in quickly when they saw their car leaving, walked quickly, and finally started to trot, showing the excitement.

Going straight to Song Jing's ward, Xin Yu opened the door full of excitement.

Song Jing, who was lowering his head in distress, raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw that his sweetheart was at the door, and he was stunned for a while before he could react.

Xin Yu closed the door and came to the hospital bed, looked at him, held his breath and asked, "Can you see it?"

Song Jing's answer to her was to reach out and pull her to sit on the edge of the bed, staring at her fixedly, his eyes flickering, "You look at me like this, are you looking at you?"

"I'm looking..." His mouth was sealed suddenly, Xin Yu stared straight at the man in front of him, and mist suddenly gathered in his eyes, blurring his eyes.

"Why are you crying? Don't you like me kissing you?" Song Jing let go of her lips and asked in a low voice, not forgetting how angry she was when she went too far last night.

Xin Yu directly kissed him back, telling him with actions whether she liked him kissing her or not.

The affectionate and lingering kiss trembled each other's hearts, the kiss was inseparable, and they wished they could stick together and not separate.

Even after it was over, he was reluctant to part, the four lips pressed against each other to breathe, and his kiss still seemed to trace the shape of her lips.

"The first person I wanted to see when I woke up was you, but you were not by my side. I was very disappointed. I want to thank the old experts for having a lot of opportunities, and it doesn't have to be this time." He whispered and kissed her gently.

Xin Yu responded to his kiss, moved her head back a little and wanted to speak, but he stuck it up again. She glared at him irresponsibly, pressed her lips and said, "He came back from abroad at such an age to do it for the person I love the most. Surgery, I just want to thank people in time."

Having not heard her say that he is her favorite person for many years, Song Jing was in a frenzied mood. If his leg was not injured, he would have hugged her in circles.

"What I owe you now, I will make up for it in the future. I will make my leg recover as soon as possible, and I will marry you again."

Xin Yu became shy, and pushed him away all of a sudden, coquettishly: "What are you in a hurry, I am not in a hurry. And have you dealt with your grandparents?"

"I'll just take care of you." Song Jing pulled her into his arms and hugged her, "As long as you are willing, no one is a problem."

"boast."

"Who is bragging?"

"Whoever you say you are."

"you."

"You hate it!"

"What do I hate? I obviously love you very much, so much that I can't lose you."

"You are less nasty, I have never seen you like this before, the older you get, the more disgusting you are, eh..."

"You like it, I'm fine with how meaty it is."

"Who likes it? You're talking nonsense!" Xin Yu raised his fist and was about to hit him.

Song Jing wrapped her fist, pulled it to her lips and kissed again and again, "Is it nonsense, you understand for yourself, anyway, I won't say."

Xin Yu turned her head and buried her in front of his chest, wrapped her arms around his waist, pursed her lips and secretly smiled.

Song Jing also hugged her like this, like holding a peerless treasure.

After a long time, Xin Yu took the initiative to break the quiet and sweet atmosphere, and looked up at him slightly: "They have cured your eyes, do you have any news for them?"

Only then did Song Jing think of his cell phone, "Do you have to ask Old Tang where is my cell phone?"

"It's in my bag." She said, let go of him, reached out to take the bag from the end of the hospital bed, took out his mobile phone and handed it to him.

After Song Jing took the mobile phone, he held her hand with the other hand, while calling Tang Qiyuan, and after the call, he kept staring at her, as if he would never tire of watching it.

Although he was very familiar with him, Xin Yu still felt that his eyes were electrified when he stared at him so much, so he stretched out his hand and turned his hand away: "Don't look, there's something interesting about it."

"Pretty, my wife is the prettiest." He turned back to look at her again, pursed his lips and smiled lowly after seeing her blushing.

The skin is so thin!

"If you're calling to let me hear your love, I'm sorry, I'm not a trash can for recycling." Tang Qiyuan couldn't bear it, and he was about to hang up.

Song Jing deliberately pulled Xin Yu's hand to his mouth and "chirped" loudly, "I'll give you a big one."

Xin Yu stared at him in embarrassment, withdrew his hand forcefully, blushed and walked to the side angrily staring at him on the phone, silently threatening him with his lips: "Let's fend for ourselves!"

Song Jing just looked at her dotingly, and said to Tang Qiyuan on the other side of the phone: "I learned this from you. Back then, didn't you treat me like this? It's just an eye for an eye."

"Heh, it seems that you can see it with such arrogance." Tang Qiyuan laughed angrily, "If I knew it earlier, I should have let you wait a few days before the operation, lest you need to be beaten so badly."

"You deserve a beating." Song Jing stretched out his hand and patted the place beside the bed, motioning for Xin Yu to come over. Xin Yu ignored him and looked down at his phone. He continued, "How's the investigation going?"

"There is some clue, but it's not sure yet. It will happen tomorrow." Tang Qiyuan said.

"Okay, let's talk tomorrow." Song Jing hung up after finishing speaking, regardless of whether Tang Qiyuan scolded him for being ungrateful, and was about to get out of bed when he left, "If you don't come over, I'll go over."

Xin Yu was so frightened that she immediately got up and stopped him: "Get out of bed and try!"

Song Jing hugged her into his arms.