Shu Yao didn't sleep much all night because she was frightened.

She hugged the man's waist tightly, and the whole person curled up at his side, the quilt over her head, as if she would not be afraid.

With his eyes closed until the early hours of the morning, the upper and lower eyelids began to fight, Shu Yao couldn't resist the sleepiness that struck, and slowly fell asleep in the man's arms.

On the second day, when the sky was bright, Song Jiming woke up.

As soon as he woke up, he felt the girl wrapped around his arms, the excessively hot/hot temperature on her body.

"Fever?"

The man "chuckled" in his heart, and hurriedly reached out to touch the girl's forehead.

Sure enough, the girl who soaked in ice cube water for half an hour had a fever, and her body temperature was terrifyingly hot.

"Shu Yao? You okay? ”

Song Jiming patted the girl's cheek lightly and asked her softly, "Do you feel uncomfortable?" ”

Shu Jiao let out an uneasy "hmm", moved his head, and did not wake up.

Song Jiming saw her like this, and quickly picked up his mobile phone to call the doctor.

When the family doctor got the news of Mrs. Song's illness, he immediately got up from the warm bed, put on his clothes and rushed to Shengdexuan.

While waiting for the doctor, Song Jiming made a basin of water and wiped the girl's body with a towel.

Shu Yaoyao's consciousness was a little ethereal, she watched the man help her wipe her body, and wanted to refuse, but she didn't bother to say a word.

The doctor came quickly, he sighed, "Mrs. Song has a fever", and then neatly gave the girl a drip.

Song Jiming has been accompanying her, and when she finishes hanging up the water, the sky is already bright.

Except for the lack of energy, Shu Jiao is fine.

She rubbed her eyes, then fell silent, staring blankly out the window.

After a long time, just when Song Jiming thought she was burnt up, she suddenly spoke.

"Am I supposed to go to work?"

It turned out to be because of this.

He smiled, praised "You are quite dedicated", and then told her, "I helped you ask for leave, you will rest at home for a few days first, and you will join the group to film next week." ”

If it weren't for Song Jiming still remembering the filming, Shu Jiao would have forgotten about it and forgotten about it.

She suddenly realized "oh", laughed silly, and said embarrassedly: "I forgot." ”

At the end, she turned over, looked at the mature and introverted man in the wheelchair, and asked him, "I'm going to make a cameo, do they pay me?" ”

"Not much."

When the girl heard the man's answer, she sighed heavily, frowned, and sighed sadly, "It's really a hero who no one asks." ”

The implication is that the money is less.

At this time, she was still thinking about money, and it seemed that she was not so sick.

Song Jiming glanced at her helplessly, said, "You rest first", and then left the room and went straight to the study.

Song Jiming first asked Shu Jiao for sick leave, and then called the person in charge of the crew, asking them to do a good job of confidentiality and not leak the slightest news about her filming.

After agreeing over there, the man who was still not at ease asked him to go to the media and shut their mouths before he could do it.

At noon, Aunt Qiao was afraid that the girl would have no appetite, so she boiled porridge for her.

In the past, the girl who saw the food and couldn't walk the road, came to him for so long, and only drank half a bowl for the first time, and then said that she was full.

Song Jiming put down his chopsticks and glanced at the depressed girl, and said worriedly: "If you still feel uncomfortable, I'll take you to the hospital to have a look." ”

"No, you don't."

Shu Yao was wearing a down jacket, shaking her head in a wooden voice, looking godless and without brilliance, just like when she first came here.

Song Jiming reached out and covered her forehead, making sure that the temperature was not high before withdrawing his hand.

Understanding that she was sick and had no appetite, Song Jiming asked Aunt Qiao to collect her dishes and chopsticks, and said to her: "Go back to your room to rest, don't stay outside." ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Shu Yao looked at the man who suddenly coughed, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

Song Jiming waved his hand at her, indicating that it was okay.

The girl patted him on the back and said faintly, "We are really a husband and wife in distress." ”

"The analogy is apt."

"Well, I'm leaving."

"Be careful, something calls me."

Shu Jiao turned around and showed a far-fetched smile to the man, said "I know", and then pulled his slippers back to the room.

Song Jiming watched the girl leave, and the look in his eyes gradually became cold.

After drinking the Chinese medicine brought by Aunt Qiao, he explained to her: "Aunt Qiao, I will go out in the afternoon, and you can take care of Shu Yao at home." ”

Every time he says that, there must be something important to do.

Aunt Qiao has become accustomed to it, "If your wife asks, ...... you"

"Let her sleep in her room in the afternoon, don't let her out."

Keeping the girl in her room for an afternoon seemed unlikely.

Although Aunt Qiao was a little unsure in her heart, she still agreed.

Song Jiming left after lunch, and Li Fengji came to pick him up and accompany him.

The authorities attached great importance to this matter and secretly summoned several important figures in political circles to participate in this meeting.

Song Jiming's purpose is very clear, he doesn't have too strong ambitions, and his requirements are naturally not excessive.

The above was very satisfied with his attitude, except for his request to leave Shengdexuan, which he could not agree, and agreed to all three of the other three.

Negotiating with several figures at the pinnacle of power, Song Jiming, who is a businessman, does not have much room for relaxation.

Because of the matter of Sheng Dexuan, the two sides were at a stalemate several times at the negotiation table.

In the end, the top decision-maker in the middle saw that the man refused to give in, and he was afraid that the things that had been prepared for several years would be put on hold, so he took the initiative to give in.

"It's like this, the above is very dissatisfied with what Song Chengjun has done privately in the past two years, it will be sooner or later that he will come down, when the time comes, Song Zhengze will probably let you take over all of Song Chengjun's current work, and when you really enter the inner circle of the Song family, you will naturally move back to the Song family to live, so it can be regarded as leaving Shengdexuan."

The shrewd old man's eyes were slightly downcast, he looked at the young man in the wheelchair, and said with emotion: "You have paid for so many years, and you can see it in your eyes, so I will take extra care of you." ”

As the words fell, he fell silent, and another majestic voice rang out.

"Jiming, don't worry, I won't let you stay in Shengdexuan all the time, the people over there, now they are sick, dead, crazy, and probably won't survive for a few years."

Song Jiming looked coldly at the few people who were enviable, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

The outside world said that he didn't live in a house with stairs because of his inconvenient legs, so Mrs. Song invested in a flat-story villa complex for him, not to make money, but to make him live comfortably.

As everyone knows, this is just an excuse to confuse the public, and the actual Shengdexuan is actually a cage.

And he is the one who was chosen to guard the cage.

For so many years, the top elite circle and the old lady Song have created an image of indifference to fame and fortune and indisputable to the world, so that he can stay in Shengdexuan justifiably......