"Looks like you haven't watched the entertainment news. Song Huaijing warned her coldly, "Be optimistic about your man." ”

"Which man am I?" Ye Qixi said with a smile, "I'm sorry, there are too many men to remember." ”

"It's useless to play stupid. Song Huaijing knew Ye Qixi's temperament, and said to her directly: "No matter how restless he is, don't blame me for not giving you face." ”

"Look at you, you're so angry. Ye Qixi's words were a little doting, "Don't be angry, I'm distressed when I'm angry." ”

Song Huaijing ignored her and hung up the phone directly.

……

It's nine o'clock in the morning in Jiangcheng, and it's three o'clock in the morning in Naples, Italy.

After answering Song Huaijing's call, Ye Qixi sat up from the bed, picked up his mobile phone and watched the domestic entertainment news.

Basically, all the pages are going to be occupied by Pan Lin, and following his name is a name that Ye Qixi has never heard of.

She clicked on a piece of news and went in, and saw the photo of Pan Lin entering and exiting the actress's room, the photo was heard clearly, Ye Qixi stared at the person named Ning Si for a long time.

Well, it's really beautiful, and it's probably the type he likes.

A few minutes later, Ye Qixi saw the Weibo posted by Pan Lin himself.

After reading it, Ye Qixi called Song Huaijing back.

Song Huaijing won't take the initiative to speak when he picks up the phone, this is his habit.

"Well, because of your words, I got up in the early hours of the morning to watch boring entertainment news. After the phone was connected, Ye Qixi took the initiative to speak, "Then, I still don't understand what you're angry about." Are you worried about me?"

"You're thinking too much. Song Huaijing corrected her, "I don't care what you want." ”

"Then what are you angry about?" After asking this question, Ye Qixi smiled again: "Oh, I understand, you have a crush on that little actor named Ning Si, right?"

Song Huaijing: "......"

Song Huaijing didn't speak, and Ye Qixi laughed even more arrogantly, "I guessed it, what's the matter, Sister Lu Ciling is not new anymore?"

"Noise. Song Huaijing coldly threw two words at her.

"Okay, I'm bored in Italy, so let me tease me a little. Ye Qixi coquettishly played with him, "Tell me quickly, have you fallen in love with that little actor?"

"Remember what I told you. Song Huaijing still didn't answer her question directly, dropped this sentence, and cut off the phone.

Ye Qixi looked at the mobile phone that showed that the call had ended and pursed his lips.

In recent years, his words have become less and less.

**

As soon as he hung up Ye Qixi's phone, there was a knock on the door in his ears.

Song Huaijing grabbed the handle of the chair, his knuckles turned white, and he gritted his teeth and spit out a word: "Enter." ”

Qin Li basically walked in with his heart hanging, Song Huaijing's face was ugly, and he probably already knew about Ning Si and Pan Lin.

"Sir, Miss Ning's scandal-"

"See. Song Huaijing interrupted him, and then got up from his chair.

Qin Li saw the blood stains on his fingers at a glance, and immediately became nervous.

"Your hand—"

"Driving, I'm going to find her. Song Huaijing put his injured hand in his pocket, and his voice trembled a little.

Qin Li has been by Song Huaijing's side for so many years, and Song Huaijing's physical condition is clear to him.

Who this "she" in Song Huaijing's mouth refers to, Qin Li also knows in his heart.

Qin Li took the car keys and walked to the parking lot with Song Huaijing one after the other.

After getting into the car, Qin Li took out a plate of medicine from the car and handed it to Song Huaijing, "Sir, let's take the medicine first." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, drive. Song Huaijing didn't answer.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Qin Li didn't dare to speak anymore, and hurriedly started the car.

**

Xu Jingzhi had just sent off a patient, and before he returned to the clinic, he saw Song Huaijing and Qin Li.

"What's wrong with him?" Xu Jingzhi greeted him with a worried face.

"It's an old mistake. Qin Li's voice was a little heavy.

Qin Li helped Song Huaijing to walk in the direction of the consultation room, and after watching him sit down, he silently withdrew.

Xu Jingzhi stood at the door and looked at the man in his eyes, turned his head and asked Qin Li: "He hasn't been like this for many years, why is this time?"