salted fish marriage

The bottom of my heart was itchy, but in Qin Ling's arms, I felt extremely at ease.

The sea breeze was blowing, and the two on the balcony hugged quietly.

Hugging and hugging, Qin Ling gently shook the person in his arms from side to side, humming in his throat, as if coaxing a child.

Tong Beibei swayed from side to side with the shaking.

Thinking about it carefully, Qin Ling sometimes treats him like a child, and most of the time he is here in Qin Ling is always like a child carefree.

Tong Beibei buried herself in Qin Ling's arms, silently thinking in her heart: Husband is too good, he is too happy.

Qin Ling's deep voice came from above his head: "Beibei."

"Ok?"

Qin Ling kissed Tong Beibei affectionately on top of Tong Beibei's hair, and continued to sway her partner in her arms.

In the daytime of the next day, after contacting the French company, the whole team entered into efficient operation, and everyone focused on their work.

Tong Beibei flipped through countless documents in front of the computer, let alone take a break, there was no time to drink.

This is completely different from Xianyu's usual loose life, but Tong Beibei doesn't feel tired because of it, nor does she have any complaints.

After all, it was his own request to join the project team, and he himself wanted to relive the feeling of working with Qin Ling.

During lunch time, Mr. Shen came over specially and asked Tong Beibei, "How do you feel?"

Tong Beibei thought for a while and said, "The rhythm is fast."

Mr. Shen smiled: "Your husband's team is like this."

Tong Beibei said with a good temper: "Thank you for your hard work."

President Shen smiled at Yan Yan and said, "It's not hard work, it's for the RMB issued by the boss."

During work breaks, occasionally, Tong Beibei would look at Qin Ling.

At this time, Tong Beibei felt that the Qin Ling in front of him was very different from what he had seen before: Qin Ling, who was the leader of the company, could not distinguish between emotions and anger, and he was extraordinarily serious when working on projects.

He is serious and serious, and looks quite fierce, but he hardly swears when he says something.

Take a closer look, and even grind the design draft with the team very patiently, very focused, and very calm.

Tong Beibei secretly looked at Qin Ling when she finished translating or when she had nothing to translate for the time being, and she saw something different, how she felt when she was a part-time job, what she expected, and felt that Qin Ling's appearance was very impressive. appreciate.

It is said that men at work are the most charming, and Tong Beibei agrees that this is indeed the case.

So when she returned to her room after get off work, Tong Beibei sat on the sofa with her chin propped up and stared at Qin Ling in a nympho.

Qin Ling tugged at his tie, stared back from afar across the width of the bed, and raised his eyebrows: What's the matter?

Tong Beibei hooked his fingers at him, Qin Ling walked over while rolling up his cuffs, approached, Tong Beibei reached out, grabbed the two ends of the tie with one hand, pulled him in front of him, and kissed him with his head tilted.

Qin Ling bent down, put his hands on the armrests on both sides of the sofa chair, couldn't help laughing, looked at Tong Beibei, and asked with a smile: "So cute?"

Tong Beibei still tugged on Qin Ling's tie, kissed him twice more, and said affectionately and honestly: "You are so handsome when you are at work."

Qin Ling snorted.

During this trip to the island, apart from inspecting the land owned by the French company, Qinling also wanted to take a look at a real estate under construction in Lushan here.

It was originally planned to visit the island on the third day, but the weather on the island has been bad since the second day the team arrived.

Qin Ling postponed the time to look at the real estate, but the weather has not cleared up for a long time, and this short trip has been seen to the end, so he can't stop going.

So the day before the return trip, the person in charge of the real estate under construction on the island personally drove to the hotel to pick up Qinling.

In the lobby of the hotel, the person in charge who was dressed in wind and rain shook hands with Qin Ling: "President Qin, I'm sorry, the rain is too heavy, the driving is not fast, and the road is a bit slower."

Qin Ling: "Mr. Zhang, it doesn't matter. Safety is important."

Mr. Zhang wanted to take Qin Ling away.

Suddenly seeing a young man with a handsome face beside Qin Ling, Mr. Zhang didn't understand, so: It's not Li Meng, changed assistant?

Seeing Mr. Zhang looking at Tong Beibei suspiciously, Qin Ling introduced, "I love you."

!

Person in charge: Oh, that's the one with the tens of billions building!

Mr. Zhang hurriedly stretched out his hands, but he still stretched both hands, smiling too eagerly, Qin Ling turned sideways, blocked him calmly, and said, "Okay, let's go."

Mr. Zhang: "Your wife is going too?"

Qin Ling: "Well, let's go and have a look together."

Mr. Zhang: "Oh, okay, let's go, this way."

Mr. Zhang came here with a big car, but the rain was so heavy that the rain was brushing down, and the wiper was swinging desperately, and it seemed futile. The driver could only wait for the moment when the wiper passed Take a moment to see the road ahead.

It was okay when I was on the city highway. When I got on the elevated road and the speed went up, the rain seemed to pour all over the front windshield, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

The only good thing is that there is almost no one on the elevated road, so you don't have to worry about hitting the car in front.

The driver also murmured that it was not a good day to go out because the rain was too heavy.

Mr. Zhang calmed down the atmosphere and said, "Isn't it just a matter of wind and rain in our business?"

Tong Beibei looked out the window, but couldn't see anything except the rain pouring down on the window glass.

He was a little worried and felt that it was not a good day to go out.

Qin Ling saw Tong Beibei's worry, reached out to hold his hand, squeezed it lightly, and said to the driver: "Don't drive too fast."

Driver: "I know, boss."

He also said: "It's not going to be fast even if you think about it today. We have four in a car, so it's better to be safe."

This is safe, and it will take more than an hour to arrive at the real estate.

The car slowly drove into the construction site, and the guard on duty at the construction site today ran over wearing a rain cape and carrying two umbrellas.

Mr. Zhang got out of the car first, took the umbrella and propped it up, took another one in his arm, and opened the door of the back seat.

Qin Ling took the umbrella as he got out of the car, turned around, the canopy of the umbrella tilted to the side of the car, and Tong Beibei got out of the car after him.

Mr. Zhang saw how heavy the rain was, so he moved the umbrella to the back seat door. Qin Ling said "no need" and hugged Tong Beibei who got out of the car. Go forward.

It was a bad day, Tong Beibei turned his head to look, and when the wind blew, the rainwater flew up, and after walking not far, the cars parked at the same place could not be seen.

After finally walking into the building under construction, the umbrellas were dropped, and the three of them were covered with rainwater on their shoulders.

Mr. Zhang dusted off the water on his body, and muttered, "Don't let that unlucky typhoon come to us."

Qin Ling: "Forget about the typhoon, go up and have a look."

The main body of the building has been almost built, with solid walls and stairs, which can keep out the wind and rain, and allow them to walk up it on foot.

Tong Beibei doesn't understand architecture, so she just came to accompany Qin Ling.

He purposely lagged a little behind, letting Mr. Zhang and Qin Ling chat in detail, and take a look by himself.

As they walked, Tong Beibei lagged behind a lot, and the figures of Qin Ling and Mr. Zhang in front of him were no longer visible, only voices could be heard.

He turned a corner on the stairs, and was about to climb up the stairs, when suddenly, there was a clanging sound of a heavy metal object hitting his head, and at the same time, Mr. Zhang's scream and Qin Ling's shout sounded at the same time.

Tong Beibei hurried up, shouting as she ran, "Qinling?!"

After going up one floor, he saw what happened, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

I saw a lot of circular tube-shaped metal poles falling on the ground in piles. Qin Ling was lying on the ground with his arms propped up, and one of his legs happened to be smashed on the back of his leg. Mr. Zhang fell motionless on the pile of metal poles. in the pole.

"Qin Ling!" Tong Beibei ran over and shouted, "Boss Zhang!"

Mr. Zhang lay on his side with his back to him, unconscious.

Qin Ling kicked away the pole on the back of his leg, supported his arm, enduring the pain, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

He said to Tong Beibei who was running close, "I'm fine, go and see Mr. Zhang."

Tong Beibei ran over with a look of shock, "Boss Zhang?"

Mr. Zhang remained motionless.

Tong Beibei didn't see any other wounds on Mr. Zhang's body, only a piece of his forehead was broken, bleeding continuously.

Unable to wake up Mr. Zhang, and seeing the blood on Mr. Zhang's face receding at a speed visible to the naked eye, Tong Beibei got up, quickly took out the phone from his pocket, and approached Qin Ling.

"How are you?"

Tong Beibei was so shocked that her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

While trying to stay calm, he touched Qin Ling's leg with trembling hands. The hand holding the mobile phone had already dialed 120.

After finishing 120, Tong Beibei saw Qin Ling's lips turn pale, and said neatly, "Don't move, I'll call someone."

After speaking, he ran downstairs quickly.

In the end, I ran to the door in the heavy rain, not to mention the driver, the car didn't know where to fly.

When we went to the guard at the door, there was no one in the duty room.

"anyone there?"

Tong Beibei had no choice but to shout in the pouring rain.

However, the sound could not even penetrate the rain and fog, and no one responded to him at all.

Fortunately, the door of the duty room was not locked, and the first aid kit was also in an unlocked cabinet.

Tong Beibei took the first aid kit, turned around and ran away.

Running back into the building against the wind and rain, Tong Beibei was already soaked through.

At this time, Qin Ling couldn't sit up anymore, he was lying on the ground with the back of one hand resting on his forehead.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he wanted to lift his neck, and a "don't move" came to his ears with a trembling sound.

Qin Ling's Adam's apple rolled up and down, tried his best not to faint, closed his eyes again, and said as calmly as possible: "I'm fine, Mr. Zhang was hit on the head."

As soon as she opened her eyes, Tong Beibei's face was full of rain, and the worry in her eyes was overflowing, and there were water stains at the corners of her eyes, whether it was rain or tears.

"Qinling."

This was Qin Ling's last memory before he fell into a coma.

Woke up again, opened his eyes, and what he saw was the white ceiling of the hospital.

He turned his head, and Li Meng immediately approached: "Boss Qin!"

Qin Ling's throat was rolling, because it was too dry, he couldn't speak a word.

Li Meng understood what he meant, and quickly said: "It's all right, Mr. Zhang is all right."

Qin Ling thought: What about Beibei?

"Oh." Li Meng just remembered, "Brother Tong is fine, it's just..."

It was raining all over and had a fever.

Qin Ling swallowed several times before making a sound: "What is it?"

Li Meng wondered: "I have a fever. I had a fever all night yesterday. I just went to drink salt water."

Qin Ling moved, obviously thinking of it.

Li Meng hurriedly said: "Boss Qin, one of your legs was broken and your leg is already wrapped up, so don't move."

He hurriedly said: "Brother Tong is fine, really, I took antipyretics last night, and I didn't have a fever when I went to hang the water just now."

Qin Ling closed his eyes: "Water."

"oh oh."

After drinking a few sips of water, his throat stopped dry, Qin Ling signaled: "Mobile phone."

Li Meng took out the mobile phone from the drawer of the bedside table and handed it to Qin Ling.

The phone was connected, and the voice on the other end of the phone was hoarse and surprised, "Are you awake?"

Before Qin Ling could speak, he said quickly, "How do you feel? Are you still dizzy? Apart from your legs, is there any other discomfort?"

"Do you want to throw up? Are you sick?"

Mouth full of worries and concerns that cannot be concealed.

Qin Ling waited until Tong Beibei finished speaking before saying, "I'm fine."

Qin Ling's voice was a little weak, but the same concerns remained undiminished, "Have you got a fever in the rain? How many degrees? Are you feeling better now?"

Tong Beibei said anxiously: "Why do you care about me? I'm fine!"

Qin Ling: "I'm fine too."

Tong Beibei's tone was still urgent, never before, completely different from the usual calm and gentle.

"Where's Xiao Li? Isn't Xiao Li in your ward?"

Qin Ling tried to smooth Mao: "Beibei."

Tong Beibei couldn't stand it: "Give the phone to Xiao Li, and you lie back for me!"

Qin Ling: "Bei..."

Tong Beibei: "Lie back!"

He said fiercely, "Don't make me say it a third time!"

"..."

Qin Ling honestly put down the phone and handed it to Li Meng.

Li Meng stretched out his hand to take it: "Hey, Brother Tong."

After a call, ah, ah, I hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Li Meng, who was standing by the bed, and Qin Ling, who was lying on the head of the bed, looked at each other—witnessing the boss being brutally beaten by the boss's wife, cough...

Li Meng sniffed, clasped his hands on his chest, and eased the atmosphere: "Uh, Brother Tong didn't mean to kill you, he was just too worried and anxious."

Since yesterday.

Qin Ling: "I know."

Li Meng: "Do you want a mango? I'll peel it for you."

two hours later.

Like a gust of wind blowing into the ward, Tong Beibei almost sprinted at a speed of [-] meters.

Just as the man stood still beside the bed, what he revealed was an extremely serious and cold face.

Qin Ling: "..."

With an ice-cold face, Tong Beibei stared at Qin Ling: "Are you awake? How do you feel now?"

Uh……

The whole body dropped by 30 degrees, Qin Ling said in a daze, "It's okay."

Tong Beibei continued to have a cold face: "What is it?"

Like a high school dean, "Good is good, bad is bad."

Li Meng swallowed his throat, and silently backed away.

Qin Ling was a little confused about his attitude towards freezing.

He paused, and replied: "...No, okay?"

Tong Beibei: "What's wrong?"

Qin Ling's eyes pointed downwards: "Legs."

Tong Beibei followed to look at Qin Ling's plastered leg that was exposed from the quilt.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it's only half a second, really only half a second, Tong Beibei's eyes became hot and red, and tears flashed at the end of his eyes instantly.

Qin Ling was startled, and immediately sat up: "Beibei, baby, sweetheart, don't cry, don't cry, I'm fine, I'm fine."