After the divorce, the ex-husband joined the Shura field

After an unknown amount of time, he smelled a smell of disinfectant and slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a very handsome man in a white suit.

Maybe it was just waking up, the light outside the window felt a little dazzling, and the man sitting by the window was too elegant, playing with a rose in his hand, flexibly playing with it between his fingers.

After looking around, he realized that this was a hospital. He glanced at the hanging bottle next to him, and moved his body.

"Don't move, you're still getting an injection."

As soon as he moved his body, he heard the man's overly gentle and sexy voice, his eardrums felt a little numb, and he stared blankly at the man's smiling eyes.

White suits, red roses, cynicism.

Even though he is dressed pompously, he is very elegant and handsome.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Qi Wenzhan, your savior."

Song Xingli heard the man say this and remembered that he was hugged before he fainted. It seems that this man saved him: "My name is——"

The voice stopped abruptly, because Qi Wenzhan leaned forward and held the rose against his lips.

"Your name is Song Xingli, I know it." Qi Wenzhan smiled, his light amber eyes reflected the beauty in front of him, and his eyes were unreservedly hot.

Song Xingli pursed his dry lips, it was a little unnatural to be looked at by Qi Wenzhan like this, because the man's gaze was too hot, so turn away and let the roses fall on his face:

"Thank you for sending me to the hospital. I'll pay you the medical expenses later."

His eyes looked like they were about to eat him.

"I don't want money." Qi Wenzhan was a little sad to see Song Xingli looking away, but he is not someone who gives up easily.

He put the rose in Song Xingli's hand, and then picked one and pinned it to Song Xingli's ear.

Song Xingli was startled by Qi Wenzhan's sudden approach, and leaned back.

Qi Wenzhan supported Song Xingli's waist with quick eyes and hands, and there was a bit of friendly reproach in his eyes: "Don't make trouble, be obedient, and you're still getting injections."

"You..." Song Xingli had never seen such a familiar person. Although this person helped him, such intimacy made him a little unnatural.

Qi Wenzhan looked at the roses pinned behind Song Xingli's ears, which made Song Xingli's appearance even more amazing, even if he was still sick, it was still pleasing to the eye, and the fire in his eyes became more and more hot.

"Rose for beauty, you are so pretty."

Song Xingli: "..."

At this moment, he heard his mobile phone ringing, and the mobile phone was in Qi Wenzhan's hand.

Qi Wenzhan glanced at the caller ID, smiled and handed the phone back to Song Xingli: "A lot of calls came in just now."

Song Xingli took the mobile phone, looked at the word 'A Jin' on the caller ID, and thought that he had made countless calls before he fainted but didn't answer, he didn't want to answer this call.

Just when he was about to hang up, he slid his hand in the direction of connecting.

"..."

"Xing Xing, why can't you get through your phone all the time? Tonight I work overtime and I may come home late. Don't wait for me before you eat."

The ward was very quiet, and Shi Jin's voice was very clear.

His expression froze immediately.

So all those phone calls are just to tell him that he won't be home for dinner tonight?I didn't want to explain why he didn't come if I promised?

The knuckles of the hand holding the phone gradually turned white due to the extreme force, and he hung up the phone expressionlessly.

One more crime.

Qi Wenzhan looked at the pale young man on the hospital bed, his eye sockets were red and moist, and his tightly pursed lips were not as red as the roses on his ears. He looked very distressing.

When he saw the tears falling down Song Xingli's face, it was heartbreaking for a beautiful woman to cry like a painting.

"Thank you for sending me to the hospital, please leave me your contact information, and I will transfer the money to you." Song Xingli put away his phone and looked at the man in front of him and said.

"Don't cry." Qi Wenzhan raised his hand, wiped Song Xingli's tears distressedly, and met this guy's beautiful tear-filled eyes: "Song Xingli still looks good when he smiles."

Song Xingli was stunned.

"I don't care about money." Qi Wenzhan put a petal into Song Xingli's palm, and smiled softly, "I only want you."

Song Xingli: "..."

"The contact information of..." Qi Wenzhan caught Song Xingli's stupefied smile on his lips, which became deeper and deeper, making it impossible for people to look away from these affectionate peach blossom eyes: "I am your most loyal fan , I have liked you for a long time, I have liked you since your first year on stage, I have liked you for 13 years, and now I am even more determined."

"I want to like you more."

Song Xingli didn't have any fluctuations in his heart, he smiled: "Thank you."

No love words can impress him.

His eyes fell on the call interface that he hung up, and the red word "A Jin" was written all over the unconnected page, as if mocking him for giving up everything without hesitation.

like a fool.

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CEO's office--

Luo Qing was lying on the sofa. He looked at the interface where the phone was hung up, deleted all the call records, played with Shijin's mobile phone between his fingers, thought it was really a fun game, and laughed happily.

Playing with the mobile phone between the fingers, a black tattoo of an 'X' on the ring finger of the left hand can be vaguely seen.

"I didn't expect my dubbing ability to improve, Xing Xing didn't recognize it was me."

Thinking about what day it is today, I played this again.

Feeling very good about myself.

The words 'End of Show' were printed on the nearby tablet screen.

The office door was pushed open, and Shi Jin came in wearing a silver-gray suit just after the meeting. He turned over from the sofa and sat up.

"Shi Jin, I'm hungry."

Shi Jin didn't answer, went to the desk and sat down, dialed the landline: "VV, bring me some sushi and black forest cake."

After finishing speaking, continue to work.

Luo Qing heard that Shi Jin arranged for him so quickly, although these were Song Xingli's favorite food, but he still showed a satisfied smile.

He got up and went to Shi Jin's desk and leaned lazily. Wearing a black shirt today, he looked a little more lazy and casual.

Then he put the phone in front of Shi Jin and shook it.

The movement caused Shi Jin to look away from the computer screen, and when he saw his mobile phone appearing in Luo Qing's hand, his expression suddenly became gloomy, and he snatched it away.

"Who told you to take my phone?"

The man's tone was cold and even menacing, blaming such behavior with indifference.

Luo Qing didn't care about Shi Jin's attitude, he approached Shi Jin with an unscrupulous smile: "I just like the way you hate me and can't kill me."

"Luo Qing, it's time to see a doctor." Shi Jin took the phone back to see if there was any message or call.

No?

Xingxing didn't send him a message today?

Luo Qing sat directly on Shijin's desk, looked down at the expressionless man in front of him: "I'm not sick."

knock knock --

"Mr. Shi, I have brought the things."

Shi Jin looked up at Luo Qing.

Luo Qing shrugged and got off the table, and sat back on the sofa honestly.

"Come in." Shi Jin then let the secretary come in.

VV couldn't believe her hands were shaking when she thought of the photo she just took.

Why does this [-]th-line Luo Qing always appear in Shizong's office? Even though Luo Qing was hired for the company's latest commercial, shouldn't the commercial be shot in the studio? Why is it in Shizong's office?

The answer is explained in the photo just now.

Luo Qing met the secretary's surprised eyes, subconsciously caressed her left earring, and smiled evilly: "Why do you keep looking at me, do you want to sign?"

VV: "..." It's only [-] lines. She is really confident. The only person she can chase after is the artist Mr. Song, but he also politely smiled and said, "Is that okay?"

"Of course." Luo Qing took out the pen she carried with her: "It's a great honor for Luo to have such a good-looking fan. Where can I sign it?"

VV spread out her palm: "Sign it on my hand!"

It will be easy to wash in a while.

Luo Qing signed her name eloquently.

VV thought to hurry up and go wash it!

"VV."

When he was about to sneak away, he heard his own boss yelling to stop, turned his head and asked respectfully: "Yes, Mr. Shi, what are your orders!"

"What are my lover's plans today?" Shi Jin glanced at the date on his phone, feeling as if he had forgotten something.

VV realized that his own boss didn't go to see Mr. Song's domestic debut today? ! !How could such a low-level mistake happen to Mr. Shi! !

The eyes that fell on Luo Qing were somewhat complicated.

She didn't dare to guess further.

"Today is Xing Xing's first ballet debut back in China." Luo Qing bent down to eat sushi, nodded in Shi Jin's direction with chopsticks, and laughed arrogantly: "You forgot, you are miserable."

There was a bit of success in his tone.

Shi Jin stopped holding the phone.

"go out."

When VV heard what his boss said, he slipped away immediately.

If Mr. Shi really did something to apologize to Mr. Song, she would be very angry.The photos saved in the mobile phone are now a secret that she alone knows. If it hurts Mr. Song, it will be a well-known joke.

Although she has just joined the job not long ago, Mr. Shi is also her idol's husband after all, but if she does something that disappoints her idol, then she will not let it go!

Luo Qing could hear the anger in Shi Jin's tone, her brows stretched, and she leaned on the back of the chair with a cake that was so sweet that it made him sick, and ate it slowly:

"You said that if Xing Xing knew that you had forgotten, would he lose his temper with you?"

"No." Shi Jin leaned on the back of his chair and gave red envelopes to his lover to express his apology: "Xing Xing has always been reasonable, gentle and pleasant, he has never lost his temper, he will understand me."

Luo Qing laughed while eating the cake: "What a reasonable, gentle and pleasant person, and never lost his temper."

The scene of him being bullied by the big boss when he was a child came to mind. Song Xingli threw him over his shoulder domineeringly and pinned him to the floor, stepped on the big boss's back, and even provoked the big boss.

——You dare to touch Lao Tzu's people, can you write dead characters?I will teach you to write today.

"If Xingxing knows that you are not the first to look for him when you come back, he will be very angry." Shi Jin called Song Xingli while talking, but he didn't answer the phone.

Why didn't you answer his phone?Song Xingli would never fail to answer his calls.

Brows furrowed.

Luo Qing licked the cream off her lips, raised her eyes casually and said, "If Xing Xing knew that the first person I met was you, and it was on the wedding anniversary, tell me, would he be angry?"

Shi Jin paused with his fingertips touching the screen, and slowly turned his gaze to Luo Qing.

Luo Qing covered the cake on the plate with his backhand on the sofa, pressed it hard, spread the cake on the dark sofa, and laughed when he saw Langjiu: "You know, I like you very much, so you just Like me like that, don't you?"

"So don't see you near the stars in front of me, or I'll go crazy."