Song Chinese New Year's Eve was expressionless in front of her, in fact, it was for her to show - she pressed down and hung up.

Song Qiaoyan's eyes instantly became gloomy.

……

Xu Baiqing in the senior ward was slightly stunned when he heard the sound of "doodoo", and his face became ugly, did he have his mobile phone by his side?

Doesn't she want to pick it up?

Obviously she loves me... So good Chinese New Year's Eve, how can you not answer my call.

Who the hell is the guy who shot me! What did you do after taking away Song Chinese New Year's Eve...

His memory only stayed at the moment when the sharp pain in his shoulder spread, and Song Chinese New Year's Eve pounced on him in horror.

She must have wanted to save herself at the time, but who was that person, he sent someone to check after he woke up, but damn it, there was no news about the hotel at all, and it was all erased!

Xu Baiqing was almost certain that the person should be a man, and even he had an idea...

Does Song Chinese New Year's Eve know that person, and will her hesitation about herself be in the shadow of that person...

If he hadn't tied people up, he might not have heard the true words of Song Chinese New Year's Eve for the rest of his life...

In fact, when Xu Baiqing woke up, he knew what happened later, it was a scandal that the Xu family vigorously suppressed, he was hung in a garbage dump, and he was extorted 50 million before he was rescued.

That was completely unacceptable to Xu Baiqing, and the wound that had been wrapped when the bullet was taken out collapsed.

When the Xu family saw this, they didn't say anything.

Xu Baiqing didn't know that the 50 million kidnappers were not uncommon at all, and they were burned directly in the garbage dump, where was it for money, the purpose was completely to slap the Xu family in the face and slap Xu Baiqing's face.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and a maid walked in with a piece of hot porridge, and said happily when she saw Xu Baiqing waking up, "Young master, you're awake!" Madame boiled porridge. ”

Xu Baiqing's eyes flashed with disgust when he heard the word "madam", and then he returned to his original look, but he was still cold, and the maid still noticed that he was in a bad mood.

"Young Master?"

Xu Baiqing waved his hand, "Put it down, thank you for your hard work, go back, I will drink, you help me thank Aunt Chen." ”

The maid smiled shyly, "Yes, the young master has a good rest and drinks while it's hot." ”

I thought to myself, the young master was injured and was in a bad mood, but he was still so gentle, he was simply the best man in the world, if anyone could get the young master's heart, I was afraid that it would be the blessing of the eighth generation.

After the maid left the ward with a mind-stirring illusion, Xu Baiqing made another phone call.

No one answered.

Xu Baiqing felt a little bitter in his heart, mixed with a wonderful feeling.

After thinking for a while, he rang the bell and called the doctor.

"I'm going to be discharged."

"Xu Shao, your wounds haven't healed yet—"

"I'm going to be discharged!"

……

"You like him, don't you?"

Song Qiaoyan, who was playing the opposite role, suddenly heard Song Chinese New Year's Eve say something next to her that only she could hear.

Song Qiaoyan forgot the next line for a second, and a face flashed in her mind subconsciously and blurted out: "What? ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve was still in the play, looking at the beautiful picture scroll by the artificial lake, her eyes were bright, but unfortunately Song Qiaoyan, who was facing away from Song Chinese New Year's Eve, did not see it, she only heard Song Chinese New Year's Eve pierce her buried mind in an indescribable tone.

"You like Xu Baiqing, right?"