Luo Weige's head was dizzy, and her eyes were black.

She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Lingchen, and opened her mouth with difficulty: "I ......"

Before she finished speaking, her body shook and fell straight into Jiang Lingchen's arms.

Expressionlessly, he reached out and took her into his arms.

"It's another trick, trouble."

The bodyguard behind him quickly stepped forward with a respectful attitude.

"Mr. Jiang, hand over the person to me, I will throw her out, and I won't let her bother you again."

Jiang Lingchen frowned imperceptibly.

"No, you don't."

He bent over, his hands running over her knees and shoulders, and steadily took Luo Weige into his arms.

Only then did she find that her body was covered with abrasions, and some places had been drenched by the rain and had begun to become inflamed.

What is this? Help?

It has to be said that she succeeded.

"Call the doctor."

He turned his head impatiently and commanded.

The bodyguards behind him looked at each other, and surprise flashed in their eyes.

Mr. Jiang is such a cleanliness fetish, how would he hug this woman like a bum?!

Still want to call her a doctor?

Luo Weige's soaked clothes stained Jiang Lingchen's expensive shirt, but he still didn't change his face, and walked to the president's elevator with her in his arms.

When he passed by the front desk, he stopped slightly and looked back at the girl who was too frightened to look up.

"Remember her face, and the next time she comes over, just let her go upstairs."

The front desk nodded again and again, too frightened to speak, glad that he hadn't done anything excessive to this young lady just now.

When Luo Weige woke up again, she was lying on a large soft bed.

The wounds on the body have been treated.

The curtains were drawn, and the room was dim, except for the light on the couch next to it.

It was Jiang Lingchen who was handling the work.

Hearing the movement, he spoke without raising his head: "You can explain now." ”

"Nothing to explain."

Luo Weige's wet eyes stared at him, with a hint of caution and imperceptible vulnerability.

"I just want to ask you, did you put pressure on the Luo family to withdraw the lawsuit? I want to say thank you. ”

Jiang Lingchen's voice lowered a little, "So what?" Do you want me to help you out, or do you agree to marry me? ”

Luo Weige didn't speak, quietly lowered her eyes.

She is penniless now, and the situation of returning to the Luo family will not be better than now.

Thinking of the greasy and obscene Mr. Gao, she was shocked.

Even if she dies outside, she will never marry that kind of person!

Can...... She also has a grandmother.

Before she was adopted by the Luo family, it was her grandmother who raised her, and this is her only relative.

Over the years, my grandmother has been seriously ill and bedridden, and the Luo family has always borne the medical expenses.

Once she leaves the Luo family, her grandmother's medical expenses will be cut off.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said firmly after a long time: "I have thought about it, we will get married." ”

"Hmm."

Jiang Lingchen nodded, "Take your documents tomorrow and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau." ”

The tone was completely unfluctuating, as if he had expected this answer for a long time.

Luo Weige was full of questions, and before she could speak again, Jiang Lingchen made a phone call.

A short time later, the door was pushed open, and a beautiful woman brought in hot porridge with a smile on her face.

"Mr. Jiang doesn't know when you will wake up, the porridge has already been bought, and I am always reminded that it will be hot when it is cold.

Little sister, Mr. Jiang is really bothered......"

"Little sister?"

Jiang Lingchen lifted his lips and smiled, "This is the president's wife, Miao Zhu, don't call it wrong next time." ”

The woman was surprised for a moment, and then quickly changed her words: "Mrs. President, you eat well, it's not enough for me to add more dishes, have a good rest!" ”

She hurried out in her high heels, the door not yet closed, and the sound of ecstasy could not be covered.

"My God, my family, the iron tree has bloomed!"

Luo Weige: "......"

Is this company a serious company?

But she didn't expect someone like Jiang Lingchen to admit their relationship so calmly.

Since she is no longer the rightful daughter of the Luo family, he and Jiang Fuyun went to solicit sponsorship, but he didn't let her say that she was his girlfriend.

She raised her hand to drink porridge, and her arm ached.

When I looked down, I found that there were still needles on it, and there were traces of blood drawing on my arm.

Jiang Lingchen sneered: "It's hard to imagine that the daughter of the Luo family actually fainted in front of me because of anemia and low blood sugar. ”

I thought she was pretending, but I didn't expect the fainting to be quite real.

"I'm hungry!" She protested, "It'll be fine when you're full." ”

Her arm hurt and couldn't bend, and she was restricted by needles, and she drank porridge like she had polio.

was embarrassed to ask Jiang Lingchen for help, so she carried it hard.

Putting the computer aside, Jiang Lingchen got up, rolled up his sleeves and sat on the sofa in front of her.

He stretched out his hand frankly: "Come." ”

"Happiness is created with your own hands." Luo Weige has a hard mouth.

"I want to marry the living, not to the starving ghost, don't waste time."

The porridge was taken by him, and Jiang Lingchen dug up a big spoonful, and the hot spoon was pressed against Luo Weige's lips.

"Drink."

She was scalded and retreated, and Jiang Lingchen pressed impatiently step by step: "What kind of character?" ”

Children are hypocritical.

"I'll admit that I first met you like a ghost, but you can't play Hades now! Is this heat something that people can drink? ”

"Trouble."

He blew it a few times, and then handed it over again.

The abalone porridge is very delicious, and the ingredients in it are also top-notch.

But Luo Weige was urged to drink to death, and she didn't taste it.

"Did you change my clothes for me?" She ripped off her brand-new pajamas.

Jiang Lingchen paused sideways to put things down: "No, it's Miao Zhu." ”

"Okay."

Luo Weige was a little relieved, she was not seen before she got married.

She asked again: "Is the Luo family's call really from you?" You also handle the affairs of the police department? ”

"Grandma let me." He spoke lightly.

He was a middleman when he co-authored.

"But thank you anyway, I thought you thought I was on the verge of running away and wouldn't want me."

There was a little grievance and choking in the last few words, and Luo Weige remembered the family who had driven her to a dead end step by step.

Jiang Lingchen is not angry is fake, no one dares to really drag on for three days when he stipulates three days.

When he entered the police station, he dared not ask for help, and asked him to take the initiative.

The mockery on his lips turned around, and he still said lightly: "No." Grandma recognized you, and I respect her decision. ”

After eating, Jiang Lingchen let her rest and got up to deal with work.

Luo Weige had nothing to do when she was full, and she couldn't help but gossip.

"Mr. Jiang, have you ever been in love?"

As for the method of feeding porridge, I haven't married at the age of twenty-nine, which feels very excusable.

"You're idle?" Jiang Lingchen frowned impatiently.

"It's all husband and wife soon, I still don't know anything about you, let's get to know it, it's convenient to run in."

Luo Weige took medicine and ate, and her face returned to blood.

At the age of 21, he has a cocked nose and almond eyes, pink and beautiful lips, and his eyes are spinning smartly, which is indescribably vivid.

A girl's face, but a plump and beautiful figure.

Jiang Lingchen remembered the touch when changing clothes, and rubbed his fingertips gently.

"There's no need."

He spoke without expression.

Luo Weige wanted to gossip again, and Jiang Lingchen's understated voice came.

"The news of our marriage is only known to people in the circle who may know my grandmother.

Others, don't tell. ”

The expression on Luo Weige's face froze.

She also thought that Jiang Lingchen would be different, and it turned out that she just regarded this marriage as a forced transaction.

She lost interest for a moment and pursed her lower lip.

"Mr. Jiang, in this case, I have a request......