"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you, you don't have that much face." Du Zeming looked at Lin Qingrou and said, "It was collectively discussed and approved by the board of directors, and Lin's project this time has done a very good job in terms of creativity and market planning, and our investment in this kind of project is harmless." ”

"But your brother, the board of directors is a little criticized, he used to seem to be just an idle second ancestor, why is he suddenly so discerning?"

Lin Qingrou looked at Du Zeming's tentative eyes, dodged a little, and then picked up the phone to type.

"He studied Chinese in college, and never thought of inheriting the Lin family's industry, but later his parents left, and he was forced to resist the company." When she typed these words, she was very careful and deliberate.

She won't tell Du Zeming, in fact, the heir cultivated by the Lin family since childhood is Lin Qingrou, Lin Qinghe is like an outsider, rejected by her parents, growing up alone, going out to study alone, buying a house and living alone.

She once heard her father call Lin Qinghe, saying, if you don't study finance, how will you come to work in the future and help your sister deal with the company's affairs?

These things were all a long time ago, since her parents suddenly had an accident, her will disappeared, and she was thrown into Du Zeming's bed, those things have become irrelevant.

"Chinese? No wonder. Du Zeming played with the mobile phone in his hand twice, and then asked, "What did you study in college?" ”

After asking, Lin Qingrou looked at him and was stunned for a while, making sure that he was really asking this question, so she lowered her head and continued typing.

"I didn't go to school."

When Du Zeming saw these words, he reacted, the second lady of the Lin family has always been a girl who has been hidden in the girl's show, and she has received private education from her tutor, and she has never gone to school like other children.

Du Zeming looked at Lin Qingrou's somewhat sad expression, and knew that he had asked the wrong question, so he tapped the table twice with his fingers before saying, "I'll ask Aunt Zhang to stew some soup for you, and bring Du Lin over to see you in the evening." ”

Lin Qingrou nodded hurriedly and smiled at Du Zeming.

Du Zeming looked at her smile and was stunned for a moment before getting up to leave.

Song Miao is right, hospitalization may be a rare relaxation party for her, where she can relax without thinking so much, and do what she likes to do.

However, Lin Qingrou didn't expect that Du Zeming had just mentioned Lin Qinghe to him at noon, and Lin Qinghe came uninvited in the afternoon.

"Hmm, I heard that you had an abortion, I can't see it, so thin and still pregnant with a child." Lin Qinghe's first sentence made Lin Qingrou's face a little pale, but looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was just casually teasing, and he was relieved.

"Well, I brought you some chicken soup, I made it myself." Lin Qinghe pushed the thermos bucket he brought and looked at Lin Qingrou with a smile.

Lin Qingrou heard that this was his stewed soup, and opened the thermos bucket with some suspicion, and a warm aroma came to her face, with a little sweet and greasy taste, just smelling this smell was already very capable of arousing people's appetite.

Lin Qingrou was indeed a little hungry, so she unceremoniously poured a little soup and drank it in the bowl.

The taste was a little better than the smell, Lin Qingrou looked at Lin Qinghe in disbelief.

Lin Qinghe looked at her cautious peeking look, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I've been cooking by myself since I was a child, what is this." ”

Lin Qingrou thought of the question she told Du Zeming again, so she lowered her head and drank the soup seriously, no longer thinking about this problem.

"I really thank you, if you hadn't run around and provoked Du Zeming to find you, I really wouldn't have that channel to cooperate with him." Lin Qinghe said, and actually reached out and patted Lin Qingrou's head.

Just like when she was a child, whenever Lin Qingrou secretly stuffed gifts or snacks to Lin Qinghe, Lin Qinghe used this action to express his happiness.

Thinking of the previous events, Lin Qingrou's heart was inevitably a little sad.

"I'm here to tell you something," Lin Qinghe suddenly approached, stuck on the hospital bed and said, "Recently, when the company was running, I found some loopholes, it seems that those old antiques are stirring up, I want to go back and check the bills and documents when the accident happened, and find that those documents have been destroyed." ”

Lin Qingrou's brows jumped, and she subconsciously felt that what Lin Qinghe said was not simple.

"But I heard from the secretary, Lin ...... My dad has a habit of backing up files, but he doesn't know where to put the files he backs up. I'm sure I don't know, but I think you should know something. ”

After speaking, Lin Qinghe stared at Lin Qingrou.

Lin Qingrou blinked, then shook her head.

Although her father did plan to train her to be an heir again, he never let her meddle in the company's affairs at all, let alone such a confidential thing.

"Don't shake your head so quickly, think about it yourself." Lin Qinghe was not in a hurry, and poured another bowl of chicken soup for Lin Qingrou.

"I have a lot of time to walk around here, and the province is called back every day by that man as an old mother." Lin Qinghe said with a smile.

Lin Qingrou took a sip of the chicken soup in her hand and nodded.

In the evening, Du Zeming came alone.

“…… Mom won't let me bring Du Lin over. Du Zeming whispered, holding a thermos bucket in his hand, and when he saw that a thermos bucket had been placed on her desk, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Who gave this to you?" Du Zeming looked at the thermos bucket and asked.

"My brother, I sent some soup." Lin Qingrou typed and said.

Du Zeming's attitude eased a little, opened the thermos box, and then took out the food inside, and then stared at Lin Qingrou.

Lin Qingrou consciously took the dishes and chopsticks by herself, shrunk down and leaned over to the table to serve a little rice.

The air conditioner in the ward was turned on very much, Lin Qingrou was originally in the quilt, but she didn't feel anything, and when she came out during dinner, she felt a little cold.

Du Zeming was wearing a formal suit, but she didn't feel anything, she couldn't stand it after eating for a while, and gently dragged the quilt onto her lap.

This action is inexplicably very similar to some kind of small animal that has just come out of the hole, plus Lin Qingrou is not tying up her hair now, her dark eyes are wandering between the dishes and chopsticks and the quilt, and it looks more like a cute little beast looking for food.

She was tugging at the quilt, and a pair of hands reached over and helped her cover the quilt over her body, covering her lower abdomen.

When Du Zeming's hand touched hers, she subconsciously let go of her hand and avoided touching him.

Seeing that she reacted so strongly, Du Zeming paused his movements a little before he loosened the quilt and sat back on the chair.

"Eat quickly, I'll go back when I'm done." Du Zeming pretended that nothing had happened just now, and said urgingly.

Lin Qingrou only ate a small half of the food she brought over, and she couldn't eat the rest no matter what, Du Zeming saw that she was really full, so he left with the thermos bucket.

It wasn't until she couldn't see Du Zeming's figure that Lin Qingrou breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't know why, she always felt that Du Zeming's attitude towards her recently was not quite right, and this kind of abnormality seemed to start when Fang Jiawen said that she wanted to help her leave.

She patted her brain, no longer thinking cranky, it was useless to think too much about many things.

Lin Qingrou lay on the hospital bed for four days, in these four days, in addition to Song Miao often came to see her, there was only Du Zeming, who occasionally came to bring her food, she was also happy and leisurely, and she rarely had time to finish reading the book in her hand.

On this day, I had just sent the noisy Song Miao away, and I saw Jiang He coming over from the department next to him.

"Song Miao just left." She said as she typed on her phone.

"I know, I've had a bit of an awkward relationship with her lately, and I came here after watching her go." Jiang He said as she flipped through her case book.

Lin Qingrou glanced at him strangely, but his expression was not ugly, it should be that the two of them were just making a little trouble, so they didn't care about him.

Jiang He flipped through the case book, then looked at Lin Qingrou and asked, "Are you taking any medicine yourself?" ”

Lin Qingrou blinked, then nodded: "It's some Chinese medicine, and it is said to be good for my throat." ”

"The medicinal properties of that one are against the medicine we prescribed to you, although the problem is not big, but there are still some good trade-offs, in case something goes wrong, we can't afford it." I don't know if it's because of the quarrel with Song Miao, Jiang He was also a little stiff when he talked to Lin Qingrou.

Lin Qingrou nodded, that old Chinese medicine doctor may not be reliable, and the current matter here must not be revealed, so he can only stop the medicine over there.

"By the way, also, try to avoid manual labor after you go back, we will tell your family, but it mainly depends on your own recuperation." Jiang He was talking, Du Zeming came over with a thermos box, and when he saw Jiang He standing at the head of Lin Qingrou's bed, he immediately frowned.

"You're her doctor?"

"No, passing by." As soon as Jiang He saw Du Zeming, his emotions seemed to be even more uncontrollable, and he put down the case book and was about to go out.

"What? Do you want to run as soon as you see me? Are you doing something nasty behind my back? Du Zeming didn't seem to like Jiang He very much, and he was even more unhappy when he saw his attitude.

Lin Qingrou saw that he was really angry, and subconsciously hid in the quilt and looked at the two people.

Jiang He smiled mockingly: "Why do you always feel that others are doing bad things behind your back?" You are not above board enough to do things yourself, and don't go around doubting others! ”

"What did you say?" Du Zeming was even more angry when he was so uplifted, and glared at him and asked.