Thinking of this, Leng Haochen squinted dangerously, holding his breath in his heart but having nowhere to vent, he raised his eyes to look at Qin Ran: "Work is so leisurely? ”

Qin Ran was still frightened by his inopportune opening just now, and was frightened by Leng Haochen's cold and sharp gaze.

He said the wrong thing, it's over, he's completely finished.

"Mr. Leng, I'm ...... I was wrong. Qin Ran was about to cry, his scalp was numb from being stared at by Leng Haochen, and he had already begun to think about whether it was better to prostrate down first and admit his mistakes, anyway, his legs were already weak.

"She's still in the company?" Leng Haochen's voice is magnetic, but it does not carry a trace of emotion.

"Yes, it's still in the company." Qin Ran nodded with a hanging heart, sweating profusely, lowering his head and not daring to make any more unnecessary movements.

Maybe we're still waiting for you to get back!

Leng Haochen, who finished asking this question, was silent again, withdrew his gaze on Qin Ran, his thin lips were pursed, but his handsome face was indifferent, his eyes were sharp and deep, and he looked particularly ruthless under the incandescent light of the hospital.

She's still in the company, still holding that bouquet of flowers, isn't she?

Leng Haochen's mind couldn't help but start thinking about Song Xingchen again, whether it was good or bad, he couldn't stop his heart.

Who can know how complicated his mood was at that moment when he saw her hugging Han Yuxuan deeply after performing a kiss scene, and then came to his company to find him with the flowers sent by Han Yuxuan.

Angry, sad, sad, incomprehensible......

He heard Song Xingchen's soft call, but he pursed his lips and didn't answer, there was no first, and there would be no second.

Now, Song Xingchen also saw him leave with other women, would he feel as sad as him?

Leng Haochen stood up straight, his hands in his trouser pockets, his tall figure was powerful, but he was a little anxious.

He walked to the window of the hospital and looked into the distance, his thoughts turning back and forth.

"Let people look at her." Leng Haochen only confided such a warm sentence for a long time.

Qin Ran asked in surprise, "Aren't you going back?" Miss Song also ......"

He was numb by Leng Haochen, and hurriedly said: "Miss Su is just having an asthma attack and has been transferred to the general ward, you don't need to stay here all the time, the company still has a meeting waiting." ”

"Then wait." Leng Haochen glanced at the direction of the ward, and his eyes were secretive.

Qin Ran really couldn't understand it, why did Mr. Leng suddenly become so interested in Su Qiaoqiao? Isn't it really like it?

The weather is getting darker, and the climate becomes cooler after autumn, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is also large.

Song Xingchen waited until the employees of Leng's Group got off work one after another, but he couldn't wait for Leng Haochen to come back, so he had to walk out of the company in silence.

She didn't ask the company's people why Leng Haochen left with Su Qiaoqiao in her arms, and took the car to the crew by herself, and her back looked a little gloomy.

In the car, instead of habitually looking out the window, she stared at the roses in her hands.

She hardly ever bought flowers, let alone gave them away.

The first time she sent flowers, she ended up like this, and she couldn't help but start to pity herself.

Soon, she returned to the crew, and there were scenes to shoot at night.

"Sister Xingchen, ...... you" Xiao Ke saw Song Xingchen coming back, she jumped over, but saw her holding a large bouquet of red roses, and couldn't help but be happy: "Leng is so romantic, such a big bouquet of roses, it's so beautiful." ”

She deliberately said it very loudly, wanting to make it clear to those who chewed their tongues in the afternoon, and also let Han Yuxuan know the measure.

Song Xingchen understood her intentions, and smiled a little reluctantly: "Help me keep it first, I'll go change my clothes." ”

Xiao Ke was immersed in the joy of eating dog food, and went to find a vase to place roses with joy, completely ignoring that Song Xingchen's face was wrong.

However, Han Yuxuan took a few more looks, and the look in his eyes was meaningful, making people feel creepy at a glance.

The night scene was filmed until nine o'clock, and Uncle Wang sent a driver to pick up Song Xingchen home.

Before leaving, Xiao Ke panted and chased after him with a large bouquet of roses: "Sister Xingchen, don't forget the flowers that Mr. Leng sent you." ”

Song Xingchen moved his lips, and just as he wanted to explain something, he saw Han Yuxuan being surrounded by a bunch of assistants and agents walking this way, and suddenly turned around: "Well, you also get in the car, I'll give you a ride." ”

"No, I still have some things to talk about, and I'll take a taxi back later." Xiao Ke hurriedly walked back, not wanting Han Yuxuan to stick to her, she urged: "Sister Xingchen, you hurry home, Mr. Leng specially sent someone to pick you up." ”

Song Xingchen closed the window, but his smile was a little lonely.

After returning home, Leng Yi'an jumped on her body as always, her white and tender little face was dyed red, and her big eyes were full of joy: "Mom, it's hard work today." ”

Leng Yi'an's daily greetings are generally greeted by Song Xingchen's doting thanks and sweet smile.

But today, after Song Xingchen smiled faintly, he touched Leng Yi'an's little head: "Well, thank you An An." ”

Leng Yi'an vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he still raised a big smile and wanted to share today's harvest with his mother.

"Mom, today Meimei in the next class gave me a hand-folded paper crane, and my fellow table at the same table scored 59 points in the fat exam, and the teacher praised me for my quick response and won the first place in the answering competition......"

Recently, the little guy has been a lot more active, and he no longer plays the little tsundere with a cool face at every turn.

Leng Yi'an, who was jumping around, waved his arms, and his enthusiastic appearance was full of cuteness, which touched Song Xingchen's soft heart, but the bad mood was still not dispelled by the little sun.

"An An is amazing." Song Xingchen was in a strong spirit, obviously wanting to be happy with Leng Yi'an, but the tone of his voice was inexplicably weak.

"Mom, are you in a bad mood? An An learned a few interesting stories today, which I can tell you to listen to. Leng Yi'an noticed her depressed state, and her little face wrinkled.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired." Song Xingchen shook his head gently.

After hearing this, Leng Yi'an immediately said obediently: "Then mom go and rest, An An won't bother you." ”

Leng Yi'an frowned at the moment, his expression looked like Leng Haochen, which made Song Xingchen's heart uncontrollably pinch again, as painful as being pricked by a needle.

Forget it, go to sleep, don't think about it.

Song Xingchen let out a sullen "um" and turned to go upstairs.

Suddenly, she came to the door of her and Leng Haochen's room, facing the door for a long time, and her hand on the doorknob was not pressed for a long time.

Tonight, I might as well not sleep here.

Song Xingchen didn't hesitate for long, her pace was slow and heavy, like pouring lead, dragging her all over her body weak, and she came to the door of her room in a daze, and when she opened it, she saw a toy room full of children's toys in front of her.

Her original room was later transformed into Leng Yi'an's toy room, and she forgot about it in a daze.

It seems that I am really tired today.

She had no choice but to turn back and go to the guest room, wash up, and then lie down on the bed relaxedly, and did not forget to lock the door before going to bed.