After the flash marriage, the billionaire president was obedient to me

"Sheng Mingxi, are you mentally ill?" Lu Qingqing was angered by Sheng Mingxi, "You gave away all my things. What do you mean? Do you want to kick me out too?"

"I think you don't want this family anymore." Sheng Mingxi came over and looked at the chicken noodle soup that Lu Qingqing brought, "I want to know if you and Rong Jin lived a particularly happy life during the four years you were together?"

Sheng Mingxi suddenly mentioned Rong Jin, making Lu Qingqing stunned. "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say that I regret it. I regret that I took you back from Rong Jin." Sheng Mingxi's eyes were red, "If I hadn't done that at the beginning, maybe Pei Ze would still be alive and well now, and everything is mine. wrong."

"This is all life, none of your business." Lu Qingqing held back her tears and turned to leave, but Sheng Mingxi held her back.

"Qingqing, if you also regret it, I am willing to make things happen for you and Rong Jin."

Hearing this, Lu Qingqing coldly shook off Sheng Mingxi, opened the door and ran out.

On the way back, Lu Qingqing cried all the way. She cried while driving, her eyes blurred with tears.

At this time, a child ran in front of her car. She turned the steering wheel and the car instantly lost control and hit a billboard on the side of the road.

At the last moment when she lost consciousness, she seemed to see Pei Ze's childish face.

Three days later, Lu Qingqing woke up from her coma. When she opened her eyes, she saw the back of a man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the room with his back to her.

"Who are you?" Lu Qingqing sat up

The man turned around and smiled at her, "We haven't seen each other for a few years. Mrs. Sheng doesn't remember me?"

"Zhu Xianyou, why is it you?" Lu Qingqing recognized the other person

"Fortunately, Mrs. Sheng has not forgotten me, otherwise I would be very sad." Zhu Xianyou sat beside Lu Qingqing's bed and brought a bowl of porridge in front of her, "I knew you would wake up today, come and try it. My craft, right?”

"I'll do it myself." Lu Qingqing wanted to take the bowl and eat it himself, but Zhu Xianyou refused.

"I'll feed you." Zhu Xianyou fed a mouthful of porridge into Lu Qingqing's mouth, and then asked carefully, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"Thank you." Lu Qingqing took a few mouthfuls and then couldn't eat anymore. "Please call the doctor for me."

Lu Qingqing wanted to know about his injuries. At present, except for the gauze wrapped around his forehead, other parts of his body were fine.

"This is my home, not a hospital." Zhu Xianyou stood up and opened the door, letting the servant come in and take down the porridge.

"Your home? Why did you bring me to your home?" Lu Qingqing was about to get out of bed as she spoke, but the next second she was held down by Zhu Xianyou

"You just woke up and your body is too weak. You still need to stay in bed to rest. I'll call the doctor right away to check you out." After saying that, Zhu Xianyou picked up his cell phone and walked out of the room to make a call.

At this time, an older maid came in, holding a large bouquet of carnations in her arms.

"Girl, you're awake. The young master has been taking care of you these days. I've never seen him care so much about any girl."

"Have you seen my mobile phone?" Lu Qingqing looked at the unknown smile on the servant's face and felt strange.

"The girl's mobile phone seems to be in the young master's study." The servant said

"Can you get it for me?"

The servant was a little embarrassed, "We are not allowed to enter the young master's study."

"Then where is his study?"

"It's right next door." The servant pointed to the west side of the room.

"Then I'll get it myself." Lu Qingqing left the room and went to the next door, where he heard Zhu Xianyou making a phone call.

Initially, she thought Zhu Xianyou was calling the doctor, but after hearing a few words, it didn't seem like it, as if he was quarreling with someone.

"I said, don't interfere with my personal affairs. Whoever I like and who I want to marry are all my freedom. If you dare to interfere, don't blame me for being rude."

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