Meng Meng's hot forehead frightened the nanny.

She hurriedly went to the refrigerator in the kitchen, found ice packs, and was about to help the other party do physical cooling when Meng Meng opened her eyes.

"Miss Meng, it's great that you're awake."

Meng Meng was dizzy, and even felt that the crystal chandelier in the ceiling was rotating all the time. She tried to keep her eyes open, and said weakly, "I'm so uncomfortable, I feel so dizzy......"

The babysitter placed an ice pack on her forehead, "Your head is hot and you have a fever." ”

Run a fever...... Meng Meng felt unwell in the past two days, but she didn't take it seriously, but now she was a little scared.

"Call Dr. Bai and ask him to come over quickly......"

Only then did the nanny remember that Dr. Bai had a good relationship with Meng Meng. If she has a headache and brain fever and is unwilling to go to the hospital, Dr. Bai will come to the house and treat her.

Thinking about being a star, sometimes it's quite distressing. Afraid of being photographed, as long as it is a public place, I dare not show up easily.

"Okay, I'll go fight."

Within half an hour of receiving a call from the nanny, Dr. Bai rushed over and gave her a brief examination and asked about some of her other symptoms.

The news of this woman is well known. Although the mosaic was played, I can still imagine how hot and exciting the picture must have been at that time.

In Dr. Bai's mind, the passionate photos suddenly flashed and he swallowed his saliva. But in the next second, he was keenly aware of something, and his eyes lost his desire, replaced by disgust.

In order to hide his inner activities, he deliberately cleared his throat before speaking, "Miss Meng, please allow me to ask some more private questions, I hope you can tell the truth." ”

Meng Meng was inexplicably flustered and nodded in response.

Several questions involved Meng Meng's private parts, and after answering, her eyes were full of panic, "Doctor Bai, am I suffering from some unclean disease?" ”

As a doctor, you can't hide your illness from a patient, but you must take into account the patient's emotions and how to make her accept it. Miss Meng, I suggest that you should go to a regular hospital for a systematic gynecological examination. ”

Meng Meng's heart chuckled, "Doctor Bai, don't beat around the bush. Let's just say it, I can bear it, do I have that kind of disease? ”

Wasn't that clear enough? However, the patient's psychology, he can also understand, patiently, and once again clarified his opinion, "I can only say that it is suspicious, there is no test report, I really can't give a clear result." ”

Actually, this is just a rigorous rhetoric. In fact, he had already seen that this woman was infected, and he was afraid that it was not a good disease.

Meng Meng is not stupid, her own body, she has feelings. Although she didn't get an affirmative answer from Dr. Bai, she guessed the answer.

After getting the fever reduction injection and prescribing her some anti-inflammatory drugs, Dr. Bai began to pack his medical kit, "Go to the hospital for a check-up as soon as possible, and if there is really any situation, it will not delay the treatment." ”

Meng Meng stared at the ceiling with vacant eyes, and mechanically replied with the word 'good'.

Such a stunner woman actually got that kind of disease, and Dr. Bai felt very pitiful for her. But when I think about it, the poor man must have something to hate, and he is relieved a lot.

What is there to sympathize with a woman who is unwilling to be lonely and can even do such a thing as recruiting male prostitutes?

Glancing at the weak and pale woman lying on the sofa, Dr. Bai finally said, "Then I'll take my leave first, remember to take your medicine on time." ”

After he had already walked out of the door, Meng Meng reacted and said the word 'good' again.

At this moment, she is suffering from both physical and mental torture.

Meng Meng knew that she was not a pure woman. But every time I get to that with a man, I ask the other party to take safety measures.

Obviously, there was no one on the yacht that night, and the disease must have been transmitted to her by that man. Meng Meng hated that person, but the funny thing was that he didn't even know who he was.

"Miss Meng, I made light porridge, do you want to eat some?" The nanny stepped forward and asked cautiously.

The nanny heard all their conversation just now. This Meng Meng usually has a bad temper, and now it is very likely that she has such a disease, and the nanny doesn't want to provoke her at this time.

Meng Meng waved his hand, but what he said was another thing, "Call the driver and take me to the hospital......"

……

According to the time and place sent by Mark, Wen Yuanchen came to the high-end café where he met Zhang Qiang.

The president of Yuanchen International asked himself, which Zhang Qiang couldn't imagine. In his eyes, his level does not seem to have reached the level of being invited by such a big boss.

In order to show his attention, Zhang Qiang wore a very formal suit and came to the café half an hour early. When he saw a tall and handsome man walking towards him, he stood up excitedly.

"Mr. Wen, hello, I'm Zhang Qiang."

Wen Yuanchen had a gentle smile on his face, and shook hands with the other party politely, "Hello, sit down." ”

After each of them sat down, Wen Yuanchen took the lead in speaking, "Mr. Zhang knows me?" ”

In order to have some understanding of the person in front of him, he looked at the information sent by Mark, and naturally recognized the other party at a glance. But what he didn't expect was that this Zhang Qiang was also recognized by himself at a glance.

"Yes," Zhang Qiang smiled, but there was shyness in his smile like seeing an idol, "To be precise, I know you, but you must not have any impression of me." ”

"Oh?" Wen Yuanchen became interested, and raised his thick eyebrows slightly, "How do you say this?" ”

"Five years ago, at the anniversary celebration of Xingchen Entertainment, I interviewed you." Although the man only briefly answered him a question, it left a very deep impression on Zhang Qiang.

Wen Yuanchen rarely appears in public, but he will still support the affairs of his own company.

He thought about it seriously and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, it's been too long, I really can't remember." ”

Zhang Qiang waved his hand, "This is normal, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to remember a reporter." ”

Glancing at the table, there were only two glasses of lemonade, Wen Yuanchen asked with a smile, "What do you want to drink?" ”

"I don't know much about coffee, it's fine."

Although in the circle, today's Zhang Qiang is also a little famous, but he is not the kind of petty bourgeoisie. Usually, in addition to drinking water, he just drinks alcohol, and he is really not used to drinking foreign things like coffee.

Wen Yuanchen smiled knowingly, called the waiter, and ordered himself a cup of American, but he ordered a cup of hot chocolate for the other party.

The drink was quickly served.

Zhang Qiang picked up the cup, took a sip, and nodded, "This is good, at least it's not bitter." ”

These words made Wen Yuanchen laugh, and at the same time he understood his character better, "Mr. Zhang is very humorous. ”

Seeing that the big boss was quite approachable, Zhang Qiang was no longer so restrained and relaxed, "My parents are farmers, I am a rough person, just eat enough and not be hungry, don't pay attention to these." ”

Wen Yuanchen knows his background, and he also knows that he has survived little by little by being a paparazzi to get to where he is today. It's just that he didn't expect that he still retains the simplicity in his bones, which can't help but be a little impressive.

Originally, I wanted to lure him, but it seems that I have to change my strategy.

"In this circle, Mr. Zhang can be called a clear stream."

"Don't lift me up," Zhang Qiang took another sip of hot chocolate, if he had known that there was such a thing, every time he came to the café, he wouldn't drink coffee at all, "In some ways, I'm not exempt from vulgarity." ”

The corners of Wen Yuanchen's mouth hung with a faint smile, "If you are human, you will have desires." What I appreciate is your honesty and not hypocrisy. ”

Zhang Qiang is very happy to be praised by his idol, but the doubts in his heart have not been solved yet, and he is always bottomless, "Mr. Wen, I don't know if you are looking for me......"

Looking at the other party's puzzled and expectant eyes, Wen Yuanchen bent the corners of his lower lips, "Mr. Zhang is bold, so I have something to say." Recently, is there a person named Ling Fei'er who has entered your studio? ”

It turned out to be related to that woman. Zhang Qiang said bluntly, "Yes. What, Mr. Wen knows her? ”

It's not just that it's so simple, it just makes me hate it. The words flashed in his heart, and Wen Yuanchen replied quietly, "She is my wife's senior sister." ”

"Oh, I see." Zhang Qiang didn't expect him to get married, but it's not surprising. Not all successful people will choose to be the fifth diamond king. It's just that he really didn't understand what the other party meant.

"That," Zhang Qiang couldn't help but ask, "What ......is it when Mr. Wen mentions her?"

He deliberately half-spoken, waiting for the other party's answer.

Wen Yuanchen took a sip of coffee unhurriedly, and there was a depth in his eyes that people couldn't read, "Mr. Zhang, do you know, who is my wife?" ”

Not to mention that Zhang Qiang didn't investigate him, even if he did, a person with Wen Yuanchen's identity might not necessarily find anything.

He shook his head honestly, thinking in his heart that the other party should not be difficult for himself anymore. Isn't there something to say? But why did he feel so tired?

Wen Yuanchen's gaze was fixed on his face, and he said word by word, "Yes, Leng Yan." ”

"Leng Yan?" Zhang Qiang repeated in surprise, "It's that ......"

"That's right," Wen Yuanchen's tone was detached and calm, "It's you who broke her many scandals, Xingchen female artist." ”

Zhang Qiang finally understood the reason why this big boss made an appointment with him. He had long known that Leng Yan must have a background, and it turned out to be the man in front of him.

At this moment, he regretted it very much, only to blame that he had listened to Ling Fei'er's revelations and was attracted by the gimmicky content. But what I didn't want to offend was the big Buddha in front of me.

"Mr. Wen, I really don't know," Zhang Qiang explained very hard, "Leng Yan's news, we just forwarded it, I ......"

Wen Yuanchen didn't want to hear this, so he decisively interrupted him, "I just want to know, is Ling Fei'er in charge of my wife's news?" And the anonymous person, in fact, is also her, right? ”

Zhang Qiang was a little dumbfounded, in the face of this man who came prepared, all he could do was recruit from the truth......