It's a strange environment again, if I'm not mistaken, she should be with Cheng Tianze, could it be Cheng Tianze's other properties?

Yin Qian got out of bed barefoot, saw men's underwear at the end of the bed, and the sound of water in the bathroom, was shocked, fled downstairs, opened the door, and ran out.

Who knew that when she went out and bumped into Cheng Tianze, she frowned, Cheng Tianze was outside the door, who was in the room?

Could it be that Cheng Tianze is ready to sell her to other men?

"Cheng Shao is really interested, are you ready to give your wife away?"

She was disgusted, she didn't ask angrily, she recovered her strength a little, and she wanted to punch her, this man deceived people too much.

Cheng Tianze saw her panicking, and his heart inevitably rose with anger, Song Ling, a guy who didn't know how to deal with her, really touched her?

Catching a glimpse of her barefoot, Xiao Yichen didn't say a word, and dragged her in again.

"I don't want to go in, Cheng Tianze, you bastard, I'll sue you for domestic violence!"

Yin Qian shouted nervously, not wanting to go in again at all.

What the hell did he want to do, why did he have to push her to other men. Even if you hate her, you should understand that she is now Mrs. Cheng, and it was he Cheng Tianze who was cuckolded in the end.

"Miss Yin knows that she is afraid? When I went to the dark market to auction myself, I wasn't so timid. ”

Cheng Tianze sneered, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he was also disgusted, and threw her directly on the sofa.

Yin Qian couldn't refute, but she smiled even brighter, she couldn't do anything, she didn't want people to see, she urgently needed to cover up.

"Aze, girls are more delicate, aren't they more likable."

She smiled like a flower again, delicate as water, supported the sofa with both hands, sat up, and raised her head to stare at Cheng Tianze.

It's this kind of look again, worthy of being a smash hit Xiaohuadan, acting, but vividly, Cheng Tianze was cold, and threw the soup porridge in his hand on the table.

Yin Qian accepted it when she saw it, said thank you, lifted the lid by herself, picked up the spoon, but frowned, and then stretched and sent a spoonful to the mouth.

"Yo, I can't bear my wife, and I'm back?"

Song Ling, who took a bath, found that Yin Qian on the bed was gone, and was in a hurry, but when he went downstairs, he found that the little couple was fighting each other again, so he simply resolved the conflict for them.

The two of them downstairs were silent, no one accosted them, Song Ling pouted and shrugged his shoulders, went downstairs, sat next to Cheng Tianze, and saw Yin Qian drinking preserved egg and lean porridge, pondering, a certain young man is unforgiving, but he has a little conscience.

It's just that Cheng Tianze's kindness is a bit eye-catching.

"Ahem" coughed one after another, Song Ling and Cheng Tianze looked up at Yin Qian at the same time, and saw that she was still sending porridge to her mouth, but it was obvious that the whole person was wrong.

Her fair skin was covered with large patches of red spots, she couldn't breathe, she coughed incessantly, and sweat droplets appeared on her sideburns.

"Tianze, the situation is not right."

Song Ling hurriedly shouted, leaned over to Yin Qian's side, and went to get the soup spoon in her hand.

"Let go! Do you want to die? ”

Song Ling scolded, Yin Qian refused to let go of the spoon, and still mechanically looked at the mouth to deliver soup porridge.

Song Ling was angry, snatched the soup spoon from her hand, and threw it away, and the bowl of porridge was scattered all over the ground, staining the carpet.

"Aze...... Let go of my mother, Cheng Yexuan...... If you knew...... I'm dead, and I'm going to hate ...... You'll be the one for a lifetime. ”

Yin Qian looked at Cheng Tianze, smiled lightly, and said intermittently, her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't breathe.

She is allergic to preserved eggs, and those who are familiar with her know that it is a coincidence that Cheng Tianze just prepared preserved egg and lean porridge, and she didn't want to drink it, but if something happened to this porridge, it didn't seem good to Cheng Tianze.

Maybe you can use this to blackmail him and return his mother.

Song Ling couldn't resist Yin Qian, he wanted to take her to the hospital, but she refused, grabbed the sofa and was unwilling to let go, severe allergies would lead to death, Song Ling had no choice but to turn around and persuade Cheng Tianze:

"Tianze, if you continue to make trouble, you will die."

Cheng Tianze's face did not change, he sat on the sofa deeply, crossed Erlang's legs, and was indifferent.

Yin Qian was helpless, looked at Cheng Tianze with a smile, put her arms around Song Ling's shoulders, kissed him on the cheek, and whispered in his ear: "Song Shao, help, you can make a promise." ”

Before Yin Qian lost consciousness, Cheng Tianze didn't give her an answer, so that she regretted a little, if she had chosen someone else, would there have been a slightly better result.

Cheng Tianze caught a glimpse of ripples in Song Ling's eyes, and he had a hunch that just like three years ago, Yin Qian would become the next condensation, and they were all stand-ins.

Cheng Tianze got up to hug Yin Qian, but Song Ling didn't let go, his eyes were much gloomy, and he reminded: "Ah Ling, she is not Ningning." ”

"Then why do you give her preserved eggs and lean porridge?"

There was anger in Song Ling's eyes, and he asked rhetorically.

Cheng Tianze was stunned, preserved egg and lean porridge was indeed Ning Ning's favorite food.

Cheng Tianze was in a trance, and watched Song Ling hug Yin Qian out.

Since when did he treat Yin Qian as a condensation?

No, it's not.

"Yin Qian, wake up!"

Song Ling drove her to the hospital, desperately calling her on the road, trying to keep her conscious.

Yin Qian was sent to the emergency room, and Song Ling followed, commanding in an orderly manner: "The patient's blood pressure drops and his heart rate increases, and he must immediately replenish his blood volume and inject epinephrine immediately!" ”

Half an hour later, Yin Qian's blood pressure and heart rate slowly recovered, and she was sent to the general ward, and Song Ling stayed by the bedside.

He was restless, he shouldn't have interfered in the affairs of her and Tianze, but he always saw Ning Ning's figure on her and wanted to protect her.

Yin Qian is a smart woman, she knows how to use the people around Tianze to stimulate him, which Song Ling can understand.

But Yin Qian didn't know Tianze as well as Su Wan, and the hard-hitting, or threatening, would only increase Tianze's disgust.

Unconsciously, Yin Qian woke up, sat up from the hospital bed suddenly, and gasped violently.

She had a nightmare, dreaming that Cheng Tianze was going to strangle her, she struggled, but it was ineffective.

"Miss Yin, are you okay?"

Song Ling was concerned and looked at her panic and anxiety into her eyes.

Yin Qian turned her head to look and smiled, only Song Ling, Cheng Tianze was really cold-blooded.

But if Cheng Tianze doesn't return his mother to her, she will never sit still and let him live a stable life. If she didn't have a mother, it would be meaningless for her to do everything possible to marry Cheng Tianze.

"Thank you, I owe Song Shao, I will pay it back later."

She smiled, thanked Song Ling, lifted the quilt, and got barefoot on the hospital bed, not at all like a person who went to the ghost gate to close a trip.

"Miss Yin, don't try to threaten Tianze with the people around you, he is more vicious than you think."

Song Ling kindly reminded him, but in exchange for Yin Qian's unintentional thanks.

Despite this, Song Ling still insisted on giving her a ride to TM Company.

When the girl at the front desk saw Song Ling coming, she showed off her head and gestured, and enthusiastically sent the two to the elevator.

Song Ling didn't go up, after sending Yin Qian to the elevator, she had a hot fight with the cuties at the front desk, and when the elevator closed, she looked back.

Yin Qian sorted out her expression, pushed the door in, and saw that Cheng Tianze was immersed in work, and walked straight over.

"Aze, I really have no conscience, my wife is dying, don't you even take a look?"

She smiled coquettishly, lying on the table, her legs and feet were sore, and she was a little trembling.

Cheng Tianze stopped waving his pen and looked up at her, without saying a word, his eyes were deep.

In front of her, her face was pale, her lips were chapped, and even her eyes were a little sloppy, Cheng Tianze suddenly couldn't understand how long she wanted to fight him.