After the call with Song Han ended, Song Shi contacted Chi Cheng non-stop.

When the phone was connected, he opened his mouth with a cold face: "Song Han is injured, I want him not to be able to make any waves within a month, and in addition, once there is news of Song Zhenhai, notify me immediately." ”

If it were usual, Chi Cheng would have reminded Song Shi that Song Han was his younger brother or something.

But now, Song Zhenhai is missing, and Miss Jiang has miscarried again, so he responded directly: "Yes, Mr. Song." ”

When Song Shi returned to the master bedroom, Jiang Zhushan had already fallen asleep on the bed, at least it seemed to be asleep.

He took a bath, lay down beside her, and his broad palm subconsciously touched the girl's lower abdomen, and there was a warmth.

The man's thin lips pressed against his face and asked softly, "Shanshan, does it still hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Song Shi was stunned.

He just muttered to himself, not expecting a reply.

The man stared at Jiang Zhushan, who opened his eyes, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Haven't slept yet?" ”

She laughed: "How can I talk to you when I sleep?" ”

Jiang Zhushan was originally lying flat, but at this moment she turned around and got into the man's arms, and when she moved, Song Shi inevitably frowned: "Why do you move?" ”

"I want you to sleep with me in my arms."

He reached out to stop her slender waist and kissed her on the forehead, "Well, sleep." ”

The corners of the girl's lips curled: "Good night, dear husband." ”

Song Shi guarded Jiang Zhushan in Mansion No. 1 for five days, eating, drinking, and taking care of Lazar can be described as considerate.

In the middle, Wen Qian came to the No. 1 Mansion to see Jiang Zhushan once, and Song Shi left her for lunch.

On the morning of the sixth day, that is, on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.

After dinner, Song Shi was cleaning up in the kitchen, Jiang Zhushan walked in and hugged him from behind: "Husband, I started working on the seventh day of the new year, and today is the eighth day of the new year, should you go to the company?" ”

"I'll be with you at home."

"But I'm all right, healed, what are you still doing with me?"

He paused in the action of washing the dishes, and turned to look at her: "Don't like me to accompany you?" ”

"I like it, but you always have to work to make money, otherwise how can you support me? I'm expensive, but I can't live a hard life. ”

Song Shi showed a faint smile on his face: "You accompany me to the company?" ”

"Huh?"

"I'm not at home alone, and you'll be bored."

Jiang Zhushan thought for a while and said, "Then let's do it, I'll call Wen Qian to see if she is free today, let her accompany me, and then you go to work in the company, okay?" ”

He asked, "What about tomorrow?" ”

"Tomorrow? I'm going to work tomorrow too, to my brother's company. ”

"For a month, you are not allowed to go to work, and you will be well healthy."

Song Shi wore a dark gray sweater with a soft texture, and Jiang Zhushan's face rubbed against his back: "It's just a minor operation, I'm fine now, how can I be so squeamish." ”

He let her make trouble, but the tone of his voice was unquestionable: "Other things can be discussed, this matter, no." ”

"Okay, okay, then listen to my husband, let's talk about it tomorrow, if I'm really bored, I'll accompany you to the company, you man, I go to my brother's company and don't do heavy work, don't let me go, then you let me go, isn't it also a company?"

"You go, you don't have to do anything but accompany me."

The girl smiled: "It's so nice, in fact, you just can't live without me?" ”