Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

Song Jingnian turned around and stared at her seriously, "You must listen to me this time, otherwise you don't know what will happen next time."

"The doctor also said that you must rest now."

Her heart trembled, but she was unable to break away from him.

Such tangled and contradictory feelings made her feel exhausted, and she closed her eyes.

Song Jingnian looked at her with her eyes closed, and a dull pain surged in his heart. He squatted on the ground and held her in his arms.

His voice was a little hoarse, "Let me take good care of you during this period."

Her eyelashes trembled twice, and finally she closed her eyes tightly.

Song Jingnian held her on his lap.

His kiss fell on her forehead, his movements were so cautious, but she still pushed him away.

His fingertips caressed her delicate face, his eyes gentle.

He stretched out his other hand and patted her shoulder, "You're tired, go to sleep."

He held her quietly until he heard her even and long breathing.

Only then did he let go of her, put her on the hospital bed, pulled the quilt over her body, and tucked the corners of the quilt for her.

It was almost evening when Jiang Yuan woke up.

The sun was setting outside the window, and the sky was filled with rays of rays. The warm yellow light shone in, making her snow-white skin look particularly alluring.

Jiang Yuan raised her hand to block the dazzling light and squinted her eyes. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes.

What she saw were white walls, clean and tidy, and there was no other person except her in the empty room.

She got up from the bed, put on her slippers and went downstairs.

The living room was quiet. She turned on the light in the kitchen and walked in. There were all kinds of ingredients inside, and she was stunned.

She looked around and saw her favorite ingredients in every corner of the kitchen. She was suddenly in a trance. Was this specially prepared for her by Song Jingnian?

She pursed her lips and was about to leave the kitchen.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? I made chicken soup and drink it while it's hot."

Song Jingnian came over with a tray. He put down the tray and handed her the chicken soup, "Drink it while it's hot, otherwise it will get cold."

"The doctor has already said that you must have a good rest now. I will take care of your food, clothing, housing and transportation."

When Jiang Yuan heard this, she looked at the bowl in her hand. There were oily flowers floating in it, steaming out, and a rich fragrance came from it, which made her stomach growl. She lowered her head, scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup, and blew it in. Blow it into your mouth.

The delicious chicken soup slid over the tip of her tongue, with a sweet taste, and she couldn't help but take several sips in succession.

Song Jingnian stood aside. He watched her eating with relish, and his eyebrows became softer.

"Eat slowly," he warned.

Jiang Yuan put down the bowl, licked her red lips, and looked up at Song Jingnian, "I'm going to go find He Ze later, and I'm going to use the wedding to trick him, so don't reveal your secret. "

He lowered his eyes and continued slowly, "I'll take you there."

"Acting this way is more convincing."

Jiang Yuan raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile, "Song Jingnian, don't take any chances in this matter. It's impossible for me to marry you. You are suitable for a better woman."

Song Jingnian frowned, a haze shrouded his brows, and his tone was low: "Then tell me what kind of woman is suitable for me."

She snorted coldly, "It's not me anyway."

Song Jingnian stared at her, wishing he could immediately hold her in his arms and cherish her.

But thinking of her fragile appearance at this time, he couldn't bear to part with her.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the restlessness in his heart, "Yuan Yuan, no matter what happens, I will protect you and never let go of your hand."

Jiang Yuan sneered.

His promise had no binding force on her at all.

"Okay, I promise you to take care of me these days."

"But I tell you, I will definitely find out He Ze's identity." She continued to drink chicken soup.

Song Jingnian stared at her, a dark light flashing in his eyes.

He suddenly bent down and picked her up, frightened her and quickly hugged his neck.

"Song Jingnian, what are you doing? Put me down quickly!" Jiang Yuan shouted in horror.

"Since you agreed, then stay by my side and stop running around. I don't trust you."

Jiang Yuan, "..."

"Put me down, I want to work!"

Song Jingnian stopped and threw her on the sofa. His movements were extremely rough, as if she were a piece of rag. Jiang Yuan almost didn't react after she fell on the sofa.

"Song Jingnian, you lunatic!" she yelled angrily.

Song Jingnian ignored her and sat on the single sofa. He picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. He changed channels at will. After changing several channels, his eyes fell on a certain program and he clicked the play button.

Jiang Yuan glanced at him suspiciously and saw that he was focused on watching the TV series and didn't think much about it.

"I don't need a break, I still have a lot of work on my hands."

Song Jingnian still looked at the screen and said calmly, "Stop losing your temper and take a rest first."

"Jiang Yuan, please stop being unreasonable, okay? How can you work in this state?"

Song Jingnian ignored her and continued to watch the TV series seriously. His expression gradually became serious.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but watch the TV series twice. The male and female protagonists on the TV were talking to each other. The man's confession was successful, and the woman agreed to marry him...

She immediately understood why Song Jingnian's expression became so serious. She said disdainfully: "You don't think that if the male protagonist succeeds in confessing, the female protagonist will marry him, right?"

Song Jingnian was noncommittal.

Jiang Yuan curled her lips, "This kind of plot is terrible, and the real-life version is not worth it."

"Yuan Yuan, although this drama is terrible, the story it tells is very inspiring. There are always so many crazy men and women in the world. They are obviously in love, but they cannot be together due to family reasons, or they part ways because of incompatible personalities. The hero and heroine of this drama are still able to persist in their love for each other despite this difficult situation, and are even willing to give everything for each other."

Song Jingnian's voice was very soft, as if he was telling a story.

After Jiang Yuan heard this, she lowered her eyelids.

"Song Jingnian, you and I are just friends, but I have always regarded you as family."

"No matter how much you say, it's useless. I believe we will live happily together in the future."

Jiang Yuan gritted her teeth, "I don't want to delay your happiness."

"My happiness is you, and you only belong to me." Song Jingnian held her hand.

Jiang Yuan struggled to take back her hand, "Song Jingnian, you will only make me feel sad."

A trace of hurt flashed across Song Jingnian's eyes, but it was fleeting.

He grabbed her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, "Then I won't say anything. As long as you take care of yourself, I will be happy."

Jiang Yuan sneered, "I can take care of myself."

"Then I'm greedy." Song Jingnian stared at her, a flash of light flashing in his eyes, "I hope you can stay with me and accompany me forever."

"..." Jiang Yuan twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly.

Just as she was about to say something sarcastic, the doorbell rang.

Song Jingnian immediately stood up and walked towards the door.

With a click, the door opened. When Song Jingnian saw the person coming, he frowned, "Why is it you?"

The person at the door was Mr. Song's assistant, "Mr. Song, today is your uncle's funeral. Your family is already waiting outside."

"Wait a moment." Song Jingnian interrupted her and turned to the servant, "Go get a black umbrella."

"Yes."

Song Jingnian turned around and returned to the bedroom, stopping at the door. "You... mind your own business while working. If you have any questions, I'll be right back. Do you hear me?"

"I'm going to rest. If I'm not working, you can go and visit the grave."

……

It was already three o'clock in the morning when Jiang Yuan opened her eyes.

It was pitch dark in the bedroom. She was lying on the bed, her head hurting, and her chest felt like a huge stone was pressing on her. She was extremely uncomfortable.

She raised her arms and sat up, but unexpectedly the wound on her back was involved. She gasped. She covered the wound, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Jiang Yuan stepped on the floor with her bare feet and walked to the window. She looked outside.

This is the top floor. It's dark outside, the wind is biting, and a full moon hangs in the sky. The bright moonlight falls on the earth, covered in silver.

She stared at the moon, looking confused.

This world is too small and too dangerous. No one can guarantee what will happen in the future. She doesn't even dare to imagine.

Her cell phone suddenly vibrated, and the words "He Ze Wedding Jewelry Designer" flashed on the screen.

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment and answered the phone.

"I agree to what you said last time." The man's low and sexy voice came over, "You can open a room and I will come over."