Liang Kexin's small body trembled slightly, her hands unconsciously grabbed Ji Linghao's arm, her brain was blank, she arched her body slightly, and quietly followed Ji Linghao's next step.

Getting up gently, Ji Linghao turned sideways, the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a wicked smile, his eyes fell, staring directly at Liang Kexin's reddened little face, and after a few seconds, a wave of happiness surged in his heart.

"Woman, you're so cute." Ji Linghao's magnetic voice sounded, his big hand slid over from the side, caressing his hair, Liang Kexin's little face was hot, and he was slightly red, along his collarbone, all the way down.

Two seconds later, Liang Kexin suddenly grabbed Ji Linghao's big hand violently, broke his hands tightly, refused to move, and settled on his chest.

Ji Linghao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed evilly, "What, are you shy?" ”

"What shyness." Liang Kexin frowned, pushed Ji Linghao away with her small hand, and got up, "This is a hospital, I don't want to ruin your reputation as President Ji." ”

His eyes darkened, Ji Linghao pursed his mouth, with a gloomy face, and sat on the side angrily, with his hands clasped around his chest.

Liang Kexin turned her head, looked at Ji Linghao, smiled, only felt cute, turned around, and enjoyed the delicious food by herself, not caring about Ji Linghao's emotions.

In the Song family's villa, Liang Kemo had a gloomy face, stepped on a small heel, walked into the villa quickly, walked straight into the hall, and threw the small bag aside.

Following Liang Kemo's movements, Father Song snorted coldly and laughed deeper, "Miss Liang is doing things more and more casually now." ”

"Uncle, I think it's more important for you to take care of your son." Liang Kemo held his head high, walked to the sofa, and sat down.

As soon as the words fell, Song Yanshu slackened his pace and walked in.

Raising his eyes, he looked at Song Yanshu, Liang Kemo's eyes darkened, "Young Master Song, I went directly to Ji Linghao's office and made a big fuss, now, it's okay, it's impossible for people to notify and cooperate anymore." ”

His legs shook vigorously, and Father Song raised his head violently and looked at Song Yanshu fixedly, "Yanshu, is what she said true?" ”

With his brows furrowed, Song Yanshu moved his body irritably, and walked to the side by himself, "That Ji Linghao, he doesn't want to cooperate with us at all, I just can't see it, and yelled at him a few words." ”

"Confused." Father Song slammed the table, got up, stretched out his big hand, and pointed at Song Yanshu, "You rebel, you are so unassuming." ”

As soon as the words fell, Father Song raised his big hand, froze in the air, and trembled for a few seconds, the scoundrel sighed and hurriedly waved his right hand.

Liang Kemo's face was solemn, his brows were tightly locked, and he didn't speak for a long time, falling into a deep thought.

The atmosphere became quiet, and Song Yanshu stood aside with his head down, but did not speak.

After about five minutes of silence like this, Father Song raised his eyes, his stiff back slackened a little, and his eyes looked at Liang Kemo fixedly, silent.

Liang Kemo's brows relaxed, turned sideways, and looked at Father Song, "What, does uncle have anything to say to me?" ”

With a gloomy face, Father Song clenched his fists tightly, and his cheeks unconsciously flushed.

"Let me guess." After a pause, Liang Kemo continued to speak, "You want me to help deal with this matter, right?" ”

Father Song's clenched fists, his swollen blood vessels twitched, and he still didn't speak.

Song Yanshu's eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and he roared angrily, "Liang Kemo, you can stop in moderation, my father is also an elder anyway, how can you speak so impertinently." ”

After Liang Kemo was silent for two seconds, he laughed a few times, got up leisurely, took small steps, and walked proudly towards Song Yanshu, "Why, Young Master Song, you have been decadent for so long, do you know that it is time to break out?" ”

She snorted coldly and turned her head, "I, Liang Kemo, know what you're thinking, and if you want me to help, you can." After a pause, "Then you should know that you need to be polite to ask someone for help." ”

When the words fell, Father Song raised his eyes, "Liang Kemo, let's say it directly, what do you want?" ”

Frowning, Liang Kemo shook his head with a wry smile, "Uncle, how could you not know what I think." Turning his head, he looked at Song Yanshu, "I'm just going to marry your precious son and have a home." ”

The words were cold, and Liang Kemo couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, and pain swelled up.

Father Song straightened his back and coughed lightly, "Okay, the marriage between the two of you is a matter of time or time, and I won't forget it." ”

The corners of his mouth rose, revealing a satisfied arc, Liang Kemo picked up the small bag on the side and left the villa directly.

Looking at the back of the woman leaving, Song Yanshu was indignant, and slammed his fist on the sofa hard, "Liang Kemo doesn't take me seriously anymore." ”

"The way you are now." Father Song's pupils widened, "Turn around and go out, don't say it's my son of someone Song, I'm ashamed." ”

Father Song snorted heavily, put his hands behind him, and went upstairs proudly.

Out of the villa, Liang Kemo quickly got into the car, hurriedly took out the phone from his bag, made a call, and the moment he connected, he started the car and left with a bang.

Lin Mi left the hospital and drove to the company.

The phone rang, picked it up casually, and a sharp female voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by laughter, "Hello, is it Lin Mi, Secretary Lin?" ”

With a slight frown, Lin Mi nodded in reply.

After a few simple words of greeting, Lin Mi's eyes became more and more dim, "Miss Liang, I think it's not appropriate for the two of us to meet alone." ”

On the other end of the phone, Liang Kemo smiled faintly, "Secretary Lin said this, that is to see the outside, the Song Group has always cooperated with your company, plus, you are now the temporary person in charge, if there is anything to find you, it should be." ”

Lin Mi bit his lip lightly and hesitated for a few seconds, "Okay, then since Miss Liang said so, why don't we meet?" ”

"Okay, I'll see you later, Secretary Lin." Liang Kemo's eyes flashed with a hint of brightness, and he hung up the phone.

"Mr. Ji, it's time to take medicine." A bewitching angel in white entered the ward with small steps, and when he saw Ji Linghao, he showed a smiling face.

Looking back, Ji Linghao smiled at the nurse, frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on the white pills, "Why do you take medicine again?" ”

The nurse bent down and raised a smile, her voice was good, "Mr. Ji, you have to take medicine well, how can you be good if you don't take medicine?" ”

Liang Kexin's eyes flashed with a bright color, and she quietly looked at Ji Linghao's frowning appearance, and after a few seconds, she sneered.

It turns out that this guy is afraid of taking medicine!

As soon as the words fell, the nurse leaned forward slightly, approaching Ji Linghao, and there was a burst of spring light on her chest, which made people feel a burst of heat in the dantian.

Ji Linghao was stunned, his eyes just hit the fair skin, he subconsciously turned his face away, and shrank his body to Liang Kexin's position.

"You put the medicine away first, and I'll let him take it later." In a cold tone, Liang Kexin raised her eyes, glanced at the nurse, and smirked.

The nurse frowned and looked Liang Kexin up and down a few times, "Then how can I do it?" Ji is always my patient, this medicine, I have to watch him take it to feel at ease. ”

As she spoke, the nurse arched her right hand and put it in front of Ji Linghao, and her left hand was on Ji Linghao's shoulder, and the whole person was lying on Ji Linghao's back.

A burst of softness appeared in his back, Ji Linghao straightened his back violently, pushed the nurse's small hand away, took a few steps forward, and sat on Liang Kexin's side.

After a few simple breaths, Ji Linghao came back to his senses.

For such a woman who throws himself into his arms, he naturally sees it a lot, but in front of his beloved, he has an inexplicable sense of nervousness.

Liang Kexin looked at the beads of sweat that were the size of beans oozing from Ji Linghao's forehead, and smiled, "Mr. Ji, what's wrong with you?" As he spoke, he bent over and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Ji Linghao's eyes narrowed slightly, but he enjoyed it very much.

The corners of Liang Kexin's mouth rose, always with a smile, and at this time, she only felt that the jealous gaze behind her was enough to penetrate her back.

A hint of cunning flashed between her eyes, Liang Kexin's brows relaxed, and she turned to meet the nurse's gaze, "Nurse, then I'll trouble you." ”

After finishing speaking, Liang Kexin chuckled, got up, walked directly to the sofa position, and left the hospital bed for the two of them.