Rebirth of Qin Shao teasing addiction

Hearing Zhou Jinhao's voice, Lin Song raised his hand and wiped away the tears on his face. This could be regarded as repaying Lin Song for their years of nurturing.

"Lin Song, are you okay?"

Perhaps it was Lin Song's different emotions from when we first met, which made Zhou Jinhao say something out of concern.

"I'm fine, let's go back."

He has seen enough of the Lin family. After talking about it today, there should be no involvement in the future. He doesn't want to carry Lin Song's identity and continue to be squeezed by the Lin family. Bai Mo is not that kind people.

Sitting in the car, Lin Song suddenly became emotional again. After all, Lin's Bank is also a big company, and Lin Song should be a part of it. If he leaves like this now, is it too cheap for them?

Forget it, let's take this step first, and then look at the next one. Now that he is in the Qin family, he is also at the end of his life. Let's wait until he has a chance to leave.

Lin Song didn't think about it carefully, his hands and feet were not bound, he was free, but now he went back so willingly, he really couldn't leave, he still didn't want to leave.

"Young Master Zhou, how long have you known Young Master Qin?"

Zhou Jinhao, who was driving, heard Lin Song's words, looked back at him, and said softly: "We grew up in the same courtyard, and we went to the army together, but because of family reasons, he came back two days earlier. Years, just when I came back, I caught up with a car accident..."

"Be careful!" Before Zhou Jinhao could finish his sentence, Lin Song shouted anxiously when he saw the truck rushing out in front of him, and the car ran away quickly in Zhou Jinhao's hands.

The arc, staggered the truck.

"This is really unlucky. Since when did the Jiangcheng driver become this virtuous?" Zhou Jinhao in front of him spit in a low voice after driving the car steadily.

Lin Song in the back seat didn't pay attention at all, he was still thinking about the picture that appeared in his mind just now.

He was also sitting in this position. The driver in front was driving the car, but the driver seemed a little flustered. At that time, he thought he was a newcomer and didn't pay much attention. Then the car broke down, drove out of the driving lane, and entered the car. On the wrong side of the road, the driver was also yelling anxiously, "Why did the brakes fail? Didn't you just say it to scare me? What's going on, what's going on?"

Then there was a "touch", and he fell into darkness.

Perhaps it was because Lin Song didn't answer, Zhou Jinhao glanced at him in the rearview mirror, only to see that the veins on his forehead were exposed, and there was still a layer of sweat oozing.

"Lin Song, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Jinhao hurriedly turned the steering wheel and parked the car on the side of the road.

I saw Lin Song holding his head, his peach blossom eyes were not as bright as before, but red and red, his lips were blue, and his hands were pulling his hair. This frightened Zhou Jinhao. After becoming like this, he immediately started the car and was ready to be sent to the hospital.

Lin Song slowed down for a while before his complexion turned better. He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. It hurt so much. It seemed that the door of memory was slowly opening after he reappeared from the scene just now.

"Lin Song, how are you doing?"

Looking up at the person in front of him, Lin Song smiled brightly again, "It's okay, I just had a headache just now, it's fine now."

"That's good, do you still need to go to the hospital?"

"Farewell." How did he go to the hospital? Firstly, he had no money, and secondly, there was nothing serious about it. Isn't this the case with amnesia?Do you get a headache just thinking about it?