As long as Miss Song has a situation, he will have to come again later.

"It's okay to get out of here." Leng Haochen drove people out, waiting for the email on his phone with a black face, how could he not wait for Song Xingchen's call in the past two days, he was not very happy, and it was a little eye-catching to look at this email again, and he couldn't help but open it and browse.

I wonder if she has some kind of trouble, so she is too busy to call him.

After a while, his face turned completely black to the bottom of the pot.

"Qin Ran." Leng Haochen pressed the inner line and called the person back again: "What did those people do?"

"What's wrong, President?" Qin Ran has been busy until now, and he didn't have time to read the email, and he was confused when asked.

"Song Xingchen was isolated in the crew." Leng Haochen asked him to read the email: "Why didn't you report this kind of thing earlier?" ”

Both of them are elites in the shopping mall, and they can naturally see through Qiao Mingzhu's little tricks at a glance through the information, but to put it bluntly, it is about Mrs. Leng, Qin Ran can only consider the suggestion: "Then, did Miss Song call you?" ”

Leng Haochen: "......"

Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned.

"Since Miss Song didn't tell you, maybe she just doesn't want you to worry." Qin Ran came up with an idea: "President, why don't you take the initiative to call back and care, she will definitely be moved." ”

"Impressed?" Leng Haochen was a little moved.

"A woman's heart is always very soft, Miss Song has endured so much alone, and no one can rely on her, this is a critical moment for heroes to save beauty." Qin Ran pouted: "President, a manly man, you have to save face......

"Huh?" Leng Haochen's tone was threatening.

"I mean, face and wife, of course...... Miss Song is more important. Qin Ran was in a cold sweat: "President, no matter how late Miss Song is, she will rest again." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Haochen's mobile phone rang, it was a call from Uncle Wang.

Leng Haochen was straight-mouthed, and seemed reluctant to pick up the phone, but in fact, he looked very impatient: "Uncle Wang...... Ahem, what's wrong? ”

Uncle Wang said worriedly: "Young master, Madame was injured while filming in the crew, I don't know what the reason is...... I don't think Madame is very happy, and she won't tell you......"

"Injured?!" Leng Haochen looked at Qin Ran coldly, and the unlucky assistant Qin immediately took out his mobile phone to call to inquire about the situation.

"Has the doctor seen it?" Leng Haochen asked.

"Yes." Uncle Wang relayed the doctor's words: "Listening to Madame's meaning, she still wants to continue filming, it seems that there is something unspeakable. ”

Combined with the information he had just seen, Leng Haochen understood Song Xingchen's predicament, and said coldly: "I know, take good care of her." ”

Hanging up the phone, he looked at Qin Ran: "What's the matter?" ”

"I'm sorry president, Miss Song went out today, and there was a scene of Wuda that was cleared, so our people didn't notice it, it should have been injured at that time." Qin Ran said guiltily: "Moreover, Miss Song will have a fight tomorrow." ”

"Swap it out." Leng Haochen buttoned down his mobile phone, his face gloomy: "Otherwise, don't shoot." ”

Seeing that he was really angry, Qin Ran hurriedly set about it: "Don't worry, you will definitely not embarrass Miss Song." ”

"Pay attention to the small movements of those people." Leng Haochen thought of Qiao Mingzhu's vulgar killing tricks, and sneered: "I want her bamboo basket to draw water." ”

Qin Ran shuddered suddenly and trembled: "I'll do it." ”

Qiao Mingzhu provoked Song Xingchen again and again, didn't he just pluck the hair on the tiger's head? This time it seems to be really going to be cool.

Leng Haochen calmed his anger in the office for a long time before calling Song Xingchen.

The video rang for a while, and then it was connected, and the camera shook for a long time, and finally aimed at Song Xingchen on the sofa.

She wore her wet hair, wore thin but conservative pajamas, and looked a little nervous: "Are you done?" ”

Leng Haochen subconsciously looked at her waist, but only saw the neckline, his eyes stopped for a moment, and he saw Song Xingchen pull down his face to cover the neckline, looking annoyed and angry: "Where are you looking?" Sayr wolf!"

"I haven't seen anywhere, what's covering?" Leng Haochen snorted and changed the topic dryly: "How are these two days?" Did it all go well? ”

"It went well." Song Xingchen was actually very nervous, afraid that Leng Haochen would see that something was wrong, she didn't want to trouble this person all the time to help her clean up the mess, she always had to learn to grow up by herself.

"This drama is about to be broadcast, and I have a lot of more scenes, so it should be a little hot by then." Song Xingchen said honestly: "Thank you for this...... Golden thighs. ”

The last three words were very quiet, and Leng Haochen frowned: "What am I?" ”

"You're a little haggard, are you too tired from work?" Song Xingchen changed the topic, but after speaking, he yawned first, and rubbed his eyes enduringly, but the corners of his eyes were red.

Seeing that she reported good news and not bad news, Leng Haochen was not very happy, thinking that he would simply ask her and ask her again.

But seeing that Song Xingchen was so tired and still had to talk to him, and he was not as cold as he imagined, Leng Haochen relented again.

She has been under so much pressure in the past two days, and it is understandable that she did not call him.

Leng Haochen made an excuse for himself, couldn't bear to ask again, his eyes fell on her fair face, and he deliberately got closer: "You seem to have lost weight, are you too tired?" ”

Song Xingchen pinched his cheeks: "No, I weigh it every day, and my weight is basically maintained on the baseline line." ”

"I don't believe it." Leng Haochen deliberately said: "You take off your clothes, I'll check it." ”

"Take off ...... Undressing? You! You're just trying to play hooligan. Song Xingchen was so angry that he wanted to hang the video.

Leng Haochen hurriedly said: "You dare to hang!" ”

Song Xingchen really paused, and snorted coldly: "Leng Shao, you have collapsed, do you know?" Call me at night, shouldn't it be just for ...... This one, right? ”

Leng Haochen's ears are rarely red, and he usually doesn't play much with Song Xingchen, but tonight, through the video and the distance, he was made empty by her words.

"I wanted to see the wound on your back." Leng Haochen resolutely saved his dignity.

"Look at my waist ......" Song Xingchen was quickly diverted: "How do you know that I have an injury on my waist?" Uncle Wang called you again? ”

"By the way, I will report back." Leng Haochen casually covered it up: "The doctor said, it's very serious, isn't it?" ”

Song Xingchen said vigilantly: "It's not serious, I must go to the crew tomorrow, now this drama has to be filmed and broadcast at the same time, and it can't be delayed for a day." ”

Leng Haochen laughed angrily: "Did I say I want to stop you?" The body is your own, you can bear it, what can others say? ”

“……”

How do you feel that you can't trust Yazi.

"I've already taken medicine, it's not as serious as Uncle Wang said." Song Xingchen rubbed her waist, but remembered the last time she was lying on the bed, Leng Haochen helped her rub her waist and rub the medicine, and her palms were hot.