Shu Yao looked at the heroic man seriously, her fingertips slid lightly over the bridge of his high nose and landed on his pale lips.

Song Jiming is a man with a good temper, who has experienced the ups and downs of the years and the changes of the world, but he can still maintain all his indifferent extraordinary bearing.

For the girl who challenged his limit three times and twice, he can also be tolerant.

Song Jiming held the girl's dishonest little hand and took it away.

He looked at the naughty and cute girl gently, and said dotingly: "Are you tired? Do you want to take a day off? ”

Shu Yao shook his head and said "don't" firmly.

She withdrew her hand, loosened her bound hair, and spoke to him nonchalantly.

"I went to the orphanage today to see Mrs. Gao, and she asked me out for dinner."

When the man heard her talk about eucalyptus, a cold flicker in his eyes.

As he expected, she really went to find Shu Yao.

However, judging from the fact that the girl can still talk to him calmly, she should not know anything yet.

Although I don't know why Mu Eucalyptus didn't tell her directly about his life experience after seeing Shu Yao.

But since she gave herself the opportunity to block it, he naturally wouldn't miss it......

Song Jiming's dark eyes were bottomless, his emotions did not fluctuate much, and he asked calmly, "When?" ”

"Sunday morning."

Shu Yao didn't notice the change in the man, and still said to herself: "I didn't want to go, but she is now the father of the owner, and I still want her to continue to donate to the orphanage, so I can't offend her, I can only agree, it's just a meal, there shouldn't be a big problem." ”

After she finished speaking, she picked up the coffee on the table, and Song Jiming saw this and hurriedly stopped her.

"I've drunk it."

The beautiful girl gave him a roll of her eyes and complained: "I've kissed everything, what's wrong with drinking the same glass of water?" ”

After Shu Yao finished speaking, he took a big sip, and then looked at the man simply, "Do you drink?" ”

Song Jiming looked at her with an embarrassed face, his thin lips opened lightly, and he spit out two words that broke the girl's heart.

He said, "No." ”

A girl who never plays cards according to common sense will not easily do what he wants.

She put her arms around the man's neck and kissed him domineeringly, threatening him to taste the coffee.

Compared with the mellow aroma of coffee, Song Jiming prefers the sweetness of the girl herself.

He grabbed the back of the girl's head with his big hand, leaving her with nowhere to run.

In the future, he will hold her firmly like this......

On Sunday, Shu Jiao did not show up for the appointment.

Because, Song Jiming is sick.

On the day of the sudden cold, he went to a conference and came back with a cold.

Cough for three days in a row, and on the fourth day, fever began.

On Sunday, he still had no fever.

After he fell ill, Aunt Qiao was in a hurry, for fear that the man who had not been in good health would fall because of this.

As a wife, Shu Yao looked at the increasingly haggard man and became more anxious.

At this time, she felt uneasy to be by his side, let alone propose to go to dinner with outsiders.

Therefore, Shu Yao didn't even think about it, found the business card that Mrs. Gao gave her, and called her to apologize.

The old man was silent for a long time when he heard the girl's apologetic and guilty voice.

Song Jiming was sick.

It was too good for him to get sick......

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, Shu Yao thought that the old man was angry, and cautiously tested, "Mrs. Gao, are you there?" ”

The old man suddenly came back to her senses and realized that something was wrong with her, so she hurriedly said, "It's okay, I can go by myself, you can take care of your husband at home with peace of mind." ”

"I'm sorry Mrs. Gao, next time, next time I will definitely invite you to dinner to make amends."

The old man smiled and agreed, and the two exchanged a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Shu Yao took the thread, and when she looked up, she saw the family doctor carrying the medicine box and following Aunt Qiao in.

When the doctor saw the girl, he stopped, called "Mrs. Song", and asked, "How is Ming Shao's situation from last night to now?" Is there a fever? ”

"I measured it this morning, and it was thirty-nine degrees six, which was better than last night, but I kept coughing and taking medicine at night, how could it be useless?"

"Mrs. Song, don't worry, I'll go and see Ming Shao."

The doctor calmed the impatient girl, and under her guidance, entered the man's room.

The gray and white room, clean and elegant, the first yang had just risen, and the golden light entered the room, and a few beams of light fell on the man's face, smearing a layer of color on his pale and haggard countenance.

Shu Yao touched the man's forehead distressedly, and said to the male doctor who was dispensing medicine: "Does he want to go to the hospital?" Is it okay to treat it at home? ”

The doctor's hand kept moving, and he replied, "Mrs. Song can rest assured, there will be no problem." ”

As if he felt that this could not dispel the girl's doubts, he added: "In the past, when Ming Shao was sick, he was treated at home, and he generally didn't need to go to the hospital for trivial matters such as fever and cold. ”

For children of wealthy families, the most unsafe thing is personal safety.

Therefore, they always have to bring a few bodyguards with them when they go out to ensure their safety.

Song Jiming is the same.

He is the second young master of the Song family who is not valued but is extremely capable, Zhou Jingjia and others have always regarded him as a thorn in the flesh, they are not satisfied with just excluding him, but always want to get rid of him.

His legs are the best proof of this.

He has experienced the danger of escaping death, which is why he is so cautious.

After the family doctor examined the man, he hung up the hanging bottle and went out.

Shu Yao sat next to the man to hang water, she held his hand and reluctantly let go.

Song Jiming felt the girl's worry, he shook the weak and boneless little hand in the palm of his hand hard, and comforted her with a dumb voice.

"It's just a cold, not a serious illness."

Shu Yao crawled to the other side of the bed, lay down beside the man, looked at his emaciated cheeks, and the two delicate brows of sorrow were tightly wrinkled together.

"Then you get up and walk two steps to show me, and I will believe it."

This requirement, don't say that he can't do it now, even if he gets better from a cold in the future, he can't do it.

The man laughed angrily at the vexatious girl, and he only chuckled lightly, and then coughed violently.

Shu Yao helped him down his chest in distress, and said reproachfully, "Husband, don't be strong, admit that you are weak, no one will laugh at you." ”

The man's coughing voice, that dull and hoarse feeling, seemed to cough out his lungs.

When Song Zhengze heard this, he frowned unhappily, and a strong dissatisfaction rose in his eyes.

The door didn't close, and he pushed it open.

Shu Yao was feeding the man to drink water, and turned his head to look when he heard the movement.

When she saw the old man she hadn't seen for a long time, she was stunned for several seconds.

Shu Yao began to think that he heard that Song Jiming was sick and came to see him.

However, after she saw the disgusted expression on his face, her heart instantly chilled.

Except for the inhumane parents of Shu Dongrong and his wife, where can there be parents who are not worried about their children.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhengze was one of them.

After he came in, not only did he not care about Song Jiming, but he severely reprimanded and ridiculed the man......