Deliberate favoritism, the cold-faced president surrenders obediently

Lin Qian's raised hand was still frozen in mid-air, but the check had already fallen to the ground in front of her.

She lowered her head.

Looking at the check that had fallen to the floor, face up.

It clearly says two million.

She burst into tears and trembled all over.

This was the life-saving money she earned by selling her dignity.

There was nothing she could do.

She had to do it.

Lin Qian slowly squatted down, intending to pick up the check.

But it seemed as if God was playing a joke on her. When she was about to pick up the check, it was blown away by the cold autumn wind.

She ran forward, but because she had been standing in the cold wind for too long, her legs hurt so much that she fell forward, hissing.

But she ignored the pain and followed the check.

The wind stopped and the check lay quietly on the ground. When she lowered her head to pick up the check, a pair of exquisite handmade leather shoes came into view.

She looked up slowly.

It was Li Yanxiu who was wearing a dark coat.

He was tall and straight, his coat fluttering slightly in the wind, the cut of his coat perfectly outlining his lines.

At this moment, he was looking at her with complicated emotions in his eyes.

Lin Qian raised her head and looked at the extremely noble man in front of her.

I felt very uncomfortable.

She and Li Yanxiu were like people from two different worlds. Every time she saw him, he was handsome and elegant, and extremely noble. But she always appeared in front of him in a miserable state, devastated by life.

She picked up the check, avoided Li Yanxiu's gaze, and hurried away.

Li Yanxiu looked at her tear-stained face and red hands from the cold, and couldn't help but frown. He took off his clothes and put them on her.

"boarding."

He gave the order in a tone that brooked no resistance.

Lin Qian was a little surprised. She quickly refused, "No, I can go back by myself."

Li Yanxiu held her in his arms. Lin Qian did not move, allowing Li Yanxiu to hold her in his arms.

Li Yanxiu touched her hair. Lin Qian couldn't bear it anymore and buried her head in his arms.

The man let her cry in his arms for a while, then he gently picked her up by the waist and walked towards the silver Porsche.

Lin Qian was suddenly picked up and she subconsciously hugged his neck. Her face suddenly leaned forward, and the tips of their noses were touching, very close.

Even if one of them moved a little closer, they could easily kiss each other. The two of them maintained such an intimate posture, which gave Lin Qian the illusion of being cared for.

The situation remained static for a few seconds, and Lin Qian felt something was wrong.

She rubbed her cheeks and struggled to get down.

Li Yanxiu tightened his hands on her waist and ordered, "Don't move."

Lin Qian didn't dare to move anymore. Her beautiful eyes, filled with mist, were too shy to look directly into the man's eyes.

She pursed her lips nervously.

But this subtle little movement is a different kind of temptation in the eyes of men.

Li Yanxiu lowered his head and kissed her lips, and the two of them hugged each other and kissed.

Lin Qian was a little shy at first, but Li Yanxiu held her in his arms, always taking the initiative and kissing her domineeringly.

The painting supplies on his back fell to the ground with a thud.

Lin Qian also followed Li Yanxiu's rhythm, climbed onto his shoulders, put her hands in his hair, raised her head and kissed him boldly.

The three or two people passing by would look in their direction.

At this moment, both of them ignored worldly concerns and kissed passionately.

At this moment, her heart was cathartic, and she just followed her heart and made this choice.

They didn't let each other go until both of them were out of breath.

At this point, there was no need for the two to say much, as they both had the answer in their hearts.

Li Yanxiu did not put Lin Qian down, but carried her to the passenger seat in this position and closed the door.

He came to the other side, opened the car door, and saw Lu Jingchuan standing not far away watching them, and he staggered.

He looked at the scene that just happened with an expression of disbelief.

Li Yanxiu lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Jingchuan with the attitude of a superior.

For a moment, the air around seemed to be still.

At this time, Lin Qian, who was unaware of the situation, urged Li Yanxiu, "Why aren't you getting in the car yet?"

Li Yanxiu then got into the car, and the silver Porsche drove quickly past Lu Jingchuan.

When Lu Jingchuan learned that his mother was going to embarrass Lin Qian, he rushed to the club as quickly as possible.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived, he only saw her and Li Yanxiu kissing in front of the door.

When Lu Jingchuan saw Lin Qian's eyes full of admiration, his heart was filled with resentment.

His blood was flowing backwards and his heart was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe. It felt like someone was cutting him with a knife.

This was the second time he was late and had to watch Lin Qian being rescued by this extremely powerful man.

He had a premonition that he was really going to lose Lin Qian this time.

Faced with love and power, she undoubtedly chose power.

Lu Jingchuan lowered his head and smiled, his smile was so ferocious that it made people shudder.

Lu Jingchuan walked to the corner, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, leaned against the corner and smoked several cigarettes in a row.

He smoked all the cigarettes in the box. When he fumbled again, there was no cigarette. He impatiently threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out with his foot.

He called the hospital and asked, "How is Meng Qingqiu's condition? Is there a suitable heart donor?"

The hospital director responded carefully and politely.

Lu Jingchuan clenched his phone tightly and explained some things with a stern expression.

The dean is in a bit of a dilemma.

The hospital is a place to save the dying and the wounded. If you don't save the dying, you will be sorry for the profession of doctor. At this moment, he still wanted to fight for the patient, "Mr. Lu, Meng Qingqiu's illness... is really..."

Lu Jingchuan said coldly, "Do you want to close your hospital? Just do as I say."

The dean had no choice but to agree, and hung up the phone with a sigh.

*****

Li Yanxiu wanted to take Lin Qian back to his residence.

But Lin Qian felt that their unclear relationship was inappropriate and she insisted on going home.

Li Yanxiu drove her to the neighborhood where Ye Huan lived. Lin Qian got out of the car and turned around and said gently, "I'm here. Thank you, Mr. Li, for driving me home."

Li Yanxiu watched Lin Qian go upstairs, thinking of how her family was destroyed and she had to live in someone else's house.

During the days they had been in contact, he knew clearly what she had been through, but today she once again rejected the opportunity to be with him.

He couldn't help but look at Lin Qian with a new respect.

This woman is interesting.

Li Yanxiu stopped downstairs of her house for a long time, picked up the phone and called Zhou He, "Investigate the Lin Group's affairs and send me the information after sorting it out."

Zhou He was surprised. It seemed that the boss really wanted to help Miss Lin.

He immediately replied respectfully, "Okay."

Lin Qian also returned to the apartment. She took out the check and happily called the hospital.

"Hello, Doctor Wu, I have collected the surgery fee. When can I have the surgery?"

"It's like this, Miss Lin, congratulations, we do have a heart source that is suitable for your mother. If the cost of the operation has been raised, then prepare it, and we can perform the operation in a few days!"

"Thank you, thank you doctor."

Lin Qian hung up the phone, extremely happy.