The Young Master’s Bride

Scream more, she will be counted back on Li Beichen.

"Beichen, wake up, Qingge is looking for you..."

"Beichen, don't sleep..."

"Beichen..."

Ye Qingge listened patiently and did not speak. She wanted to see how long Tong Jiahui could wake up Li Beichen.

Ye Qingge knew that Li Beichen felt very light and would not wake up so many times.

"Qingge, you see if I can wake Beichen! He slept too hard."

Tong Jiahui's voice came over the phone, and Ye Qingge sneered.

"Then trouble Sister Jiahui to take care of him, don't let him fall asleep!"

Ye Qingge hung up the phone directly and sent a text message to Flame.

"Flame, where are you?"

After a while, Flame's text message came over.

"Sansao, my husband has a cold, we are in the hospital!"

In fact, the flames over there wanted to call Ye Qingge a long time ago to tell her.

Li Beichen and Huo Zhongrao came down from the Nanpingshan Cemetery last night, blowing cold wind, fever and catching a cold.

I went directly to the hospital for a fever-reducing injection and took cold medicine. After sleeping for several hours, I woke up halfway and told Flame not to tell Ye Qingge to avoid her worry.

Ye Qingge looked at the message from the flame, anxious flashed in his eyes, but he did not panic.

Even if he is worried about Li Beichen, he can't get on and off the car at high speed at this time, which delays work.

"How can you catch a cold? Is it serious? It was an injection in the hospital?"

After three question marks were posted, Ye Qingge's eyes were full of anxiety.

Some regret that he came on a business trip. Did he not go home because he was ill? Wasn't it good when I left yesterday?

"Last night I went to the cemetery with Commander Huo, and the cold wind blew into the cemetery. My husband was the least willing to take medicine and had already received a fever reduction shot."

Ye Qingge looked at the text messages on his mobile phone. It turned out that he went out with Huo Zhongrao last night...

I don't want to take medicine yet. What's wrong with people of that age who would rather get injections than medicine?

Thinking about what Tong Jiahui did intentionally, Ye Qingge was very sure, if she didn't mean anything to Li Beichen, then hell.

Edited another text message and sent it. If it is possible, she really wants to go directly to the hospital and take care of it herself.

"Flame, I'm going to Yucheng on a business trip, you help me guard him every step of the way, don't let other women take advantage!"

The flames over there repeatedly read this text message several times before realizing what it means.

Sansao suddenly sent a message to herself asking where he and her husband were. It must be related to Tong Jiahui...

As soon as Tong Jiahui entered, he came out to smoke a cigarette...

What happened in the middle, he thought for a while, and probably understood something.

Flame scratched his head and smiled, smiling silly, this Sansao was really...interesting.

"Knowing Sansao, I promise to be optimistic about your husband. No other woman will take advantage of a single hair. After your husband wakes up, I will ask him to call you!"

Ye Qingge held his head and rubbed his index finger gently on his lips, feeling that these words really didn't seem to be coming from a flame.

But my heart was very warm, and she felt very good when someone turned towards her and stood on her side.

"Well, in the future, the problem of finding your daughter-in-law, Sansao will solve it for you!" Another handshaking expression was sent together.

"囧......" The flame directly returned a 囧 word.

Ye Qingge put away the phone, and saw Kong You inadvertently, looking at him.

"Group leader, be attentive when driving!"

Ye Qingge said seriously.

"Qingge, there are many people who like you?"

Kong Yoo's voice is unconcealable loss.