She messed with me first

Meng Qingrang's heart was smashed to the ground by Hai Qiyun's words.

The smell of potion floating in the corridor began to become pungent and suffocating. Even though it was summer, she still felt that the air was cold. When the curtain of the side door was lifted to block the wind, the cool breeze from the hall instantly blew through Meng Qingrang's body.

As if she didn't notice, she straightened her back and said slowly: "Mom, I also said that you gave it to me. I don't want it this time. I only want Qi Xi."

Hai Qiyun, "Then rely on your own ability to fight for it."

"Doo-doo--!"

After a few mechanical and rapid disconnection sounds, Meng Qing made it impossible to hear a single sound in his ears.

She just stood, watched, silent.

Then he put the phone back in his pocket, walked back, and said a few names to Zhou Mai, "These investment companies have only started to make industrial investments in the past two years, and have not yet involved in the clothing production industry. You should go back immediately and let the wind out. Find a way to convince them that TF is interested in Gu's factory..."

Halfway through Meng Qing's resignation, Gu Yang suddenly slid down the white walls of the hospital, squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.

Meng Qingrang didn't care how regretful Gu Yang was, even if he died for Tang Jia, she would just watch with cold eyes, and there wouldn't be too much disturbance in her heart.

Meng Qingrang paused for a few seconds and said, "You don't need to go, I will handle this matter myself."

Zhou Mai was surprised.

In the past few years with Meng Qingrang, Zhou Mai knew that apart from the necessary entertainment, she was actually against the hypocrisy and obscenities in the market. It was not that she couldn't, but she didn't like it, so she seldom paid too much attention to the company's development. , just dealing with tf and nature based on the job needs.

Compared with the intrigue between managers, Meng Qing in the studio in the tf building is more comfortable and comfortable.

But today it's for Gu Yang, no, it's for Qi Xi.

Zhou Mai glanced at Qi Xi, who was not far away, who was all gloomy.

For her sake, Meng Qingrang went so far as to "play tricks" with those investment companies in person, asking them to help Gu Yang's factory tide over the difficulties.

Zhou Mai was distracted for a while, and a family member hurriedly came to visit him and passed by. He didn't pay attention, and slammed into Meng Qingrang's shoulder.

It was the side of Meng Qingrang's helmet that hit the ski resort yesterday.

After a night, the situation seemed to get worse, and she immediately changed her expression due to the pain.

Zhou Mai was worried, "Mr. Meng, are you okay?"

The hitter had already run away, Meng Qingrang held his breath in his chest, and said in a steady voice: "It's okay. Wait for me for 2 minutes."

Meng Qingrang endured the dull pain in his shoulders, walked up to Qi Xi and hugged her, and said softly: "Xi Xi, Tang Jia will be fine, trust me."

Qi Xi was stunned for a while, then hugged Meng Qingrang unresponsively, and replied in a low voice, "En."

Meng Qing asked to breathe lightly, and tried to keep his voice as steady as possible, "I have something to leave now, so Zhou Mai can stay with you, is that okay?"

When Qi Xi heard that Meng Qingrang was leaving, she subconsciously grabbed her clothes.

Instinctively relying on the reaction, the more Meng Qing felt like this, the more reluctant to let her stay here alone, but she had to go now.

"Xixi, as soon as the matter is settled..."

"You go." Qi Xi interrupted, she let go, took a step back, left Meng Qingrang's arms, and said with a smile, "Let Zhou Mai go with you, I can handle it here in the hospital, but you didn't do it last night." Sleep? I can feel my feet all the time, but I can’t wake up. Zhou Mai will follow you, don’t worry, I’m really tired, and she will protect you.”

"Xixi."

"I can do it." Qi Xi rubbed Meng Qingrang's arm, telling her not to be so nervous, "I used to be able to handle troublesome things like this at a young age, but now I'm sure it's fine. Really, the bigger the problem, the bigger the problem, I On the contrary, the calmer he is, he will grab you just now, but he just doesn't get used to it all at once."

Qi Xi gently pinched Meng Qingrang's wrist and smiled, "Since I met you, you have done everything for me in silence. After a long time, I just became lazy."

Meng Qingrang didn't have time and couldn't explain too much.

She held Qi Xi's hand instead, hugged her hard, and said, "Wait for me."

After finishing speaking, he let go of Qi Xi and left the emergency room without looking back.

Qi Xi looked at her back quietly, and the smile disappeared on her face unconsciously.

If I'm lazy, I wish Meng Qingrang would always be there.

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At eleven o'clock in the evening, Meng Qingrang returned home exhausted, and Qi Xi was sitting quietly on the sofa in a daze.

At the hospital, Tang Jia was still under observation in the intensive care unit and was not allowed to accompany her in the bed. Qi Xi came back at six o'clock, did not eat, and has been sitting until now.

Tangyuan nestled beside her to accompany her.

"Miss Meng, go and see Teacher Qi. She has been sitting since you came back, not talking, and she didn't respond to the glutinous rice balls." The aunt said in a low voice. Meng Qingrang felt relieved.

Meng Qingrang gave a low 'um' and said, "Thank you for your hard work. It's too late today, you packed up the guest room for the night, don't go back."

"No, no, my daughter is here to pick me up, and she's waiting at the gate of our community."

"Then you should pay attention to safety on the road, and take a day off tomorrow, so you don't need to come here."

"Hey, thank you, Miss Meng." The auntie hung the coarse vegetable bag on her arm, pointed to the room, and said, "The porridge is still hot in the pot, let Teacher Qi eat some padding, and it's okay to go to bed on an empty stomach." Comfortable."

Meng Qingrang, "Okay."

After seeing off her aunt, Meng Qingrang stood at the door for a while, then came over to sit next to Qi Xi with light steps, lightly hooked her chin with her fingers, watched her recover, and said with a smile, "Why don't you sleep?"

Qi Xi was stunned for a few seconds, then laughed, "I'm waiting for you."

"Didn't you say that you can rest for a few days after the July presentation? Why are you still so busy?" Qi Xi asked, hugging Meng Qingrang, rubbing her shoulder affectionately.

Meng Qing let his head bump into Qi Xi, and his voice softened, "Something troublesome for a while."

"solved?"

"Half, wait for the result."

"Ah."

Qi Xi sat for too long, her body was cold, she moved to Meng Qingrang's side, buried her head in her shoulder to rub the temperature of her body, and went so far as to tuck her feet under her legs.

Meng Qingrang was wearing thin clothes, and Qi Xi felt the coolness on Qi Xi's feet so tightly.

Meng Qingrang tried to hold Qi Xi's ankle with his hand, and it was even cooler.

"Is the air conditioner too low?" Meng Qingrang asked.

Qi Xi shook her head in the hollow of her shoulder, "No, it's just that she hasn't moved for too long and her blood doesn't circulate."

"Still worried about Tang Jia?" Meng Qingrang knew, "She is out of danger, and she will take good care of her for a while without leaving any problems."

Qi Xi still shook her head, "Jiajia's parents are here, and they will definitely be able to take good care of her. What I'm worried about is what will happen when she wakes up."

"I talked to Gu Yang in the afternoon. He tried his best, but his parents' attitude was very firm. He couldn't leave them alone. I really want to understand Gu Yang, but what about Jiajia?" Qi Xi was conflicted.

Meng Qingrang looked down at Qi Xi, hesitant to speak.

She really wanted to tell Qi Xi that she had almost dealt with this matter. If there was no accident, Gu Yang's parents would apologize soon and beg Tang Jia to marry Gu Yang. There will be no other reason to break them up.

Thinking of the root cause of this incident, Meng Qingrang flinched.

She didn't say anything, and silently unbuttoned the two collar buttons, so that Qi Xi could touch her skin directly and warm up faster.

Qi Xi could feel Meng Qingrang's hard work, smiled and rubbed her neck, and assured her, "I'll just be bored for a day or two, and when Jiajia is transferred to the general ward, I'll be fine and I won't worry you gone."

Meng Qingrang smiled and said, "You don't need to bear it deliberately. When you're unhappy, you make trouble. When you're sad, you cry. You can do whatever you feel comfortable with."

"Then you will be miserable. What's the smell?" Qi Xi suddenly said, leaning against Meng Qingrang's neck and sniffing it. Unlikely, she smelled it all the way to her shoulders, and asked her with a frown, "Your body Why does it smell like medicine?"

"It's nothing." Meng Qing kept hiding, not wanting Qi Xi to see it.

The injury on her shoulder was worse than expected.

Shortly after leaving the hospital, I started to feel pain for no reason. I was busy at that time and couldn't take care of it.

In the afternoon, I could barely lift my arm, so I went to the emergency room at a hospital near tf.

After taking a film and rubbing the medicine, I can barely move now, but I can't show it to Qi Xi yet.

The receiving doctor said that she had a large bruise on her left back shoulder, which would take 5 to 7 days to disappear.

Qi Xi is not stupid, she definitely knew there was a problem, before being fooled by Meng Qingrang, she sat on her and held her down, and quickly went to unbutton her.

Meng Qingrang couldn't stop it.

It didn't take a moment for Qi Xi's movements to freeze due to the shocking bruises.

It was so serious, how did Meng Qingrang keep silent, taught her all afternoon at the ski resort, sat here with her all night, and was busy all day?

Qi Xi was already blocked because of Tang Jia's matter, but now it's even worse, when she opened her mouth, her nasal voice was very strong, "Does it hurt?"

Meng Qingrang held Qi Xi's hand that he wanted to touch but didn't dare to move, put it on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt so much now."

That's what hurt before.

Qi Xi's throat was swollen, she leaned over, and blew lightly on Meng Qingrang's shoulder.

She was so close that her breath was hot, blowing on her shoulders would not relieve the discomfort, on the contrary it would make it more painful.

Meng Qingrang didn't remind her, and asked her with a smile, "The doctor said to apply the ointment twice a day, and today is still short of one, can you help me?"

In fact, before coming back, Meng Qingrang asked Zhou Mai to help rub it, and deliberately wiped off the remaining ointment.

She thought the smell was weak, and Qi Xi was in a bad mood today, so she wouldn't find out, but she didn't expect Qi Xi not only found out, but also saw it so clearly, she could only lie to Qi Xi to rub it again, so that she could have a bottom line in her heart , I'm sure the injury is just looking scary, it's actually not that serious.

Qi Xi was fooled, and when she heard Meng Qingrang's words, she asked her anxiously, "Where is the ointment?"

Meng Qing tilted his head, looked at the jacket thrown aside and said, "In the pocket."

Qi Xi quickly ran over, found the ointment, opened it, rubbed a layer on the palm of his hand, rubbed it to warm it up, and said to Meng Qingrang, "Turn around." His voice was tense, just like the slightly nervous expression.

Still worried.

Meng Qingrang smiled silently, turned her back to Qi Xi, teased her deliberately and said: "Don't feel sorry for your hand strength, rub it hard, until it gets hot, the bruises will go away."

"Who cares about hand strength!" Qi Xi retorted angrily, his palms were burning, and his eyes seemed to be suffocated by the strong smell of medicine, sore and uncomfortable. When he opened his mouth, his voice was muffled, "I love you."

Meng Qing laughed, "I know, that's why I deliberately teased you."

"..."

Qi Xi looked up at Meng Qingrang, rubbed the ointment, and put her hand on her shoulder.

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