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Cheng Shuang shrunk his neck and took two steps back. The chairman seems to be not very happy.

The morning meeting ended unhappily.

It seems that if he wants to get the company's options, he has to find another way.

Provincial capital, city hospital.

The chief was tall, sitting on a chair in the ward, dressed in a black suit, as if he was dormant in the shadows. His dark eyes, glowing with streamers, stared at the unconscious man without blinking.

Skin as white as fat, shining a little pink. A smooth forehead, fan-like eyelashes, and a small cherry mouth, soft and delicate.

She seemed to be in some kind of nightmare, her nose fluttering unsteadily, her breathing shriveled.

When he fell asleep, he faded away from his vigilance and defense, and was extremely soft, like a soft and cute little sheep.

Seeing that she was still sleeping deeply, the chief adult tucked the corners of the quilt and lightly picked up the information bag in his hand to look at it.

Every time I look at a page, my cold eyebrows become more and more tightly knit. Eventually, the paper was crumpled by him, and the corners crumpled, falling silently and heavily on the quilt with the movement of his hand.

"Hello sir. Please come with me and pay this young lady's hospitalization fee. ”

The nurse pushed a crack open through the door and poked half of her head in. The man in front of him was tall and handsome, with a faint tenderness hidden in his cold and arrogant eyebrows.

The chief raised his eyes, glanced at her coldly, put down the information in his hand, hurriedly packed it, opened the drawer and put it in, and then got up.

The nurse was slightly stunned by his cold eyes, this man, except for the woman on the hospital bed, seemed to have a cold expression on everyone else.

He pursed his lips, didn't dare to say much, and walked quietly in front.

Yin Wenwen's eyelids moved, and she slowly opened her eyes, she turned her head, and found that she had entered the hospital that she had not seen for a long time, and suddenly, her eyes were attracted by the drawer that had not been completely closed.

The chief adult handled Yin Wenwen's hospitalization procedures, pushed open the ward and walked in.

The little woman closed her eyes tightly and did not seem to have woken up yet. He took out the materials in the drawer, put them in his computer bag, pulled out the computer, held it in one hand, and began to browse the email.

With a keen intuition, he suddenly felt a gaze staring at him coldly.

He raised his eyes and subconsciously looked towards the hospital bed. With a frown, he put down his computer, then bent over.

Rubbed the little woman's soft and smooth hair, her palms were wet, the little woman's forehead was damp, and there seemed to be tear stains in the corners of her eyes.

He pinched her chin and gently turned her other half of her face, which was hidden by the pillow.

The tears are still there, she is, crying?

Pressing gaze, staring at the little woman tightly. Yin Wenwen felt the burning gaze on his face, understood that he couldn't pretend anymore, and slowly opened his eyes that were still crying, and looked at him with teary eyes.

He is really her Chenchen.

Facing her clear and translucent eyes, the heart of the chief lord seemed to be pinched by someone's hand, and it sobbed and hurt.

He moved his lips, and before he could say the words that were brewing in his mouth, suddenly, a pair of soft arms tightly encircled his body. Immediately afterward, the little woman beneath him threw herself into his arms.

The chief selder, slightly stiff, sat down on the hospital bed like wood. For the first time in so long since she returned to China and met her, this is the first time she has taken the initiative to him.

The little woman under him, her body trembling faintly, hesitated to stroke her palm, put it on her back, and patted it gently