Aunt Xiaoli's sobbing voice did not escape Su Qingqing's ears, she lay on the head of the bed and smirked, and comforted weakly, "Auntie, I don't hurt, don't be sad, it'll be fine in a few days." ”

The most painful thing is never those bloody wounds.

Rather, Su Qingqing's heart.

"Miss, why do you say that you are so stubborn, no matter how you are, you can't face the master, look at what kind of injury this has become. ”

Aunt Xiaoli gently uncovered the clothes behind her, and in less than a minute, the clothes had already stuck to the wound, and she didn't dare to use force.

However, Su Qingqing had a big heart and kept comforting her, "Auntie, it's okay, hurry up, you will get better if you take medicine." ”

"Then bear with me, I'...... It must be gentle, and if it hurts, you must tell me, and I will try to be careful. ”

Aunt Xiaoli is like a verbose old mother, nagging while medicating her, and then secretly wiping her tears, Su Qingqing couldn't cry or laugh.

It seemed that it was really painful and couldn't hold on, Su Qingqing gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.

"Drawer, painkiller ......"

She had a stomach ache before, and in order to prevent herself from being too uncomfortable, Su Qingqing would buy some painkillers and put them in the drawer every once in a while.

Knowing that she couldn't stand the pain, Aunt Xiaoli hurriedly found the medicine and brought it out with a glass of warm water for her to drink.

Immediately afterwards, Su Qingqing lay on the bed and fainted and fell asleep, and even had a high fever in the middle of the night.

It wasn't until the next morning that Su Qingqing's condition improved.

This night, Su Qingqing slept for a long time, and when she woke up again, it was already the early morning of the third day.

She was still lying on her stomach, and the wound on her back was painful, but it was much better than when she first applied the medicine.

She moved her stiff hands and feet, and with great difficulty, she turned sideways and fell to the ground.

The mobile phone on the desktop shook, and Su Qingqing touched it and saw that more than 100 messages on WeChat were all from Shiyi.

There's even a friend you don't know to add a message to.

"Eh, Song Yu?"

A man's face popped up in his mind, Su Qingqing's brain was stuck, and the phone almost fell to the ground from the clatter.

the!

Isn't that the second master's little follower? What did he add her to, could it be that the second master had something to do with her?

is going to die, she has been missing for two days, and the second master will not think that she has run away, so he ordered Song Yu to spy on the military situation.

Su Qingqing didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately passed Song Yu's application for addition, and quickly edited a super long message and sent it over as soon as possible.

The moment she sent it, she quickly withdrew it, and then changed it to an almost similar greeting.

That's right, if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move, and if the enemy moves, I'll think about how to move.

At this moment, Song Yu was standing in the president's office seriously and seriously reporting the various financial expenditures of the last quarter, and the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated twice.

He glanced at it, and ran to the desk with a smile on his face.

"Master, it's passed, and Madame applied through my friend. ”

Quan Moting looked at him stupidly.

The corners of Song Yu's mouth twitched, scratching his head, "Cough, second master, Madame seems to have sent a long list of messages, and I withdrew before I could see her, and then asked me, how are you feeling in the past two days." ”

The master's mood and face are not the same every day, and Song Yuzhen can't understand what to ask.

"What else did she say?"

Song Yu shook his head, pursed his lips, and stopped talking, "I heard the news, the Su family is rumored up and down that Mrs. has been whipped several times, and the skin on her back is open, I estimate that there is indeed a possibility." ”

Observing his grandfather's unfazed beauty of the prosperous world, Song Yu had the courage to continue, "Master, Mrs. is also your person, you really don't care if you are bullied like this?"

"You talk a lot. ”

Quan Moting was a little impatient when he heard this, got up and walked to the huge window, suddenly had the urge to smoke, twisted his eyebrows and ordered, "But those who continue to cooperate with the Su clan will all be pulled into the blacklist of the Quan clan, and then release the news." ”

"Master, didn't the old man say to let Su Ruhai go?" Song Yu didn't understand his intentions.

Damn, is it for the sake of Madame?

Song Yu hadn't been happy for two seconds, Quan Moting's ancient water and waveless ink pupils were a little deeper, and what he said was even more intriguing.

"Go and say hello to Mr. Xiao of Wantong, and say that I agree to his cooperation, and then you can start planning, but you can't let Su Qingqing know. ”

"Good...... Okay, I'll do it right away. ”

...... Dividing line ......

Now the person in charge of Vantone Group is Xiao Jinyu, that is, Su Qingqing's nominal uncle, and he is currently the only person in the Xiao family who knows the content of Su Qingqing's grandfather's will.

Before Song Yu went to find Xiao Jinyu, another person had already taken the lead in boarding the exclusive elevator for the president of Vantone Group.

After a brief clean-up early this morning, Su Qingqing's face was not so bad, and she spent a fairly delicate makeup to cover up a lot of haggardness.

Wiped a bright red Armani red tube, Su Qingqing stepped on eight-centimeter high heels, and her aura was two meters eight everywhere she went.

", what kind of wind blew our family Qingqing here today. ”

Her long legs stepped out of the elevator, and a Sven elite wearing gold wire frames strode over, a rare joyful sincerity under the standard professional smile.

"Uncle Bai, is my uncle busy?"

Bai Jin, Xiao Jinyu's hair is small, and he is currently the vice president of Vantone Group, and Xiao Jinyu are almost inseparable on weekdays, about 30 years old, young and handsome and golden, and a standard high-quality diamond Wang Lao Wu.

"Uncle and uncle, I have said it several times, call me brother. ”

Bai Jin quickly stretched his face, hugged his arms and looked unhappy, turning his face faster than turning a book.

Su Qingqing laughed, "I should indeed call you uncle according to my seniority, if you call me brother, then aren't you shorter than my uncle, aren't you afraid of suffering?"

"Uh...... It does make some sense. ”

Although Bai Jin was called old, he didn't continue to dwell on this title.

took her into the boss's office, and did not forget to explain to her, "Your uncle has a meeting, it is estimated that it will take a while, you sit down and eat some fruit first, and there seems to be some snacks, I will ask the front desk to bring you some." ”

Su Qingqing was flattered, "Uncle Bai, it's okay, it's enough, it's not easy to come here, I don't want to be scolded." ”

Who doesn't know Xiao Jinyu's damn cleanliness fetish, and he still has to throw her down from the 48th floor when he eats here?

Oh, Su Qingqing's three major goals in life have not been achieved, so she doesn't want to die young so soon.