A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

Although Song Chi thought that Rong Che must have said these things when he opened his mouth, seeing his unhesitating appearance, he still couldn't get used to it for a while.

After being silent for a while, she frowned slightly, nodded and said, "It's all good."

The corner of Rong Che's mouth raised involuntarily, and he said slowly, "That's good."

Song Chi opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and took a while to slow down. After hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't ask the words that came to his lips.

In Rong Che's eyes, Song Chi was just a vague figure, just like he saw Lin Qinghuan when he was in Qingcheng.

Song Chi is used to controlling his emotions, and keeps his face. Even if he is as careful as dust, there is no way to accurately guess his thoughts within a certain period of time.

For a moment, the silence in the ward was only the sound of various medical equipment in operation.

Rong Che leaned slightly on the head of the bed, clasped his knuckle fingers, laid them casually on his body, and casually touched his index fingers. After a while, he said in a calm voice: "Try not to let her come over these two days. He Ranzhi's side..."

Song Chi frowned inadvertently: "I'll take care of He Ranzhi's side, you don't have to even ask about his affairs, you now..." He said, taking a deep breath, his tone full of helplessness Puzzled: "It's better to recuperate well, too much thinking is not good for your recovery."

Rong Che lazily pulled the corner of his lips, and said casually, "I'm used to it."

Song Chi twitched the corners of his mouth resentfully, but he didn't say anything.

After a while, Rong Che breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone was a little bit relieved. He ignored Song Chi's words just now, and said straight to himself: "Anyway, it's just a matter of thinking about it by the way. It's okay without him. No less, no more, no more."

Song Chi was speechless. After all, from the beginning to the end, Rong Che had to consider not only Lin Qinghuan and He Ranzhi, but also many others. In the eyes of many people, those were the most important things. For Rong Che, Lin Qinghuan was the one.

As for Rong Che, he was still indifferent, with a soft tone: "He Ranzhi is still young, so it is inevitable that he does not do things well. Besides, he was weak and sick since he was a child, and he has been recuperating abroad since he was a child. He doesn't know anything about the situation in China... "

Or, to some extent, He Ranzhi never even knew his father.

He was just in his early 20s, and he was young and energetic. If he heard some rumors and did something, then he would have no way to explain it to anyone.

And the same thing, after Lin Qinghuan woke up, she also said it to Song Chi.

Song Chi couldn't help laughing.

Lin Qinghuan frowned incomprehensibly: "What are you laughing at?"

Song Chi smiled and shook his head.

The ups and downs between Lin Qinghuan's eyebrows became more and more obvious.

Seeing this, Song Chi didn't hide anything, he arranged the medicine she wanted to take and handed it to her, and handed the warm water that had been dried to her hand.

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corners of her lips, but finally took it, her gaze fell on the medicine in her hand, and she stared at it for a while.

Song Chi frowned slightly: "What are you looking at? Why don't you eat?"

The corners of Lin Qinghuan's mouth twitched lazily, but he didn't say much. He put the medicine in his hand into his mouth, drank it with water, and then said, "You haven't said anything yet, what were you laughing at?"

Song Chi looked away involuntarily, with a smile still in the corners of his brows and eyes, but instead of answering Lin Qinghuan's words, he asked, "You two had an accident yesterday, so I asked someone to take Siyuan to me. , guess what your precious son is up to lately?"

The corner of Lin Qinghuan's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly, "How could I know this?"

"Of course you don't know."

Now that he has said it, Song Chi didn't intend to hide anything from her about this matter, but what he said was full of jokes: "He found you a lawyer."

Lin Qinghuan frowned: "What lawyer?"

Song Chi didn't speak, but just looked at her indifferently.

Lin Qinghuan frowned, remained silent for a while, and asked tentatively, "Divorce lawyer?"

Song Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he looked at her, his eyes were filled with admiration: "Tell me, does your precious son have a heart-to-heart with you, or is he pretending to be smart?"

"It's not deep in the world!"

The ups and downs between Song Chi's brows obviously became more, his brows and eyes were slightly narrowed, and he slightly avoided her gaze: "Could it be, you really haven't thought about divorce?"

Lin Qinghuan: "..." Silently, she drank water from a water glass, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly drawn, and she couldn't see her emotions clearly.

It's obviously a lie to say I haven't thought about it.

The so-called inexperienced...

After all, he failed to understand that there are some things that no one is willing or able to think about. Maybe one day he will understand, but Lin Qinghuan hopes that it is the experience he learned from others, not his own practical experience. Only after experiencing and being hurt can we understand.

She didn't speak, and Song Chi couldn't say anything more, raised his hand to look at the time, and then said again: "Is there any other arrangement?"

Lin Qinghuan frowned, and put the water glass in her hand sideways on the side cabinet. She was injured, and it was inconvenient to do any movements. However, Song Chi was thinking about other things. After seeing her movements, she realized later He reached out to pick it up, but Lin Qinghuan had already put the cup away before him.

He hung his hands in mid-air, a bit embarrassed, stalemate, and put them down again after a while, still with a gentle smile on his face, and said slowly, "When are you going to see Rong Che?"

Lin Qinghuan's eyes fell on him, and after a long stalemate, she suddenly smiled: "Do you think he would want me to see him now?"

Song Chi: "..." The corners of his mouth raised casually, without saying anything, he got up from the chair, breathed a sigh of relief, and said again: "Then you rest first, I'll go back and see Siyuan."

Lin Qinghuan and Rong Che had an accident, and the outside news was still blocked. This time it was not as grand as last time at the Century Hotel, so it was temporarily dealt with as a normal car accident. He Ranzhi is abroad, and the domestic public has not heard the news yet. Of course he doesn't know anything.

And this matter, as Rong Che said, the fewer and fewer people know about it, especially He Ranzhi can't let him know about it first.

Both of them are in the hospital now, although there are many things outside that are handled by someone, but to be on the safe side, Song Chi still has to intervene in person.

and so……

Looking at Rong Siyuan is just an excuse.

In the corridor outside the ward, when Zhu Qingwen came out of his office, he happened to see Song Chi leaving. He stared at the direction of his departure for a while, and only made a slight movement when he knew that someone had entered the elevator.

He strictly controlled the dosage of Lin Qinghuan's medication. Naturally, when she should wake up and how long she should wake up, he also had a rough idea in his mind. Is the response too flat?

This heartwarming feeling...

Zhu Qingwen has never been a nosy person, but regarding the relationship between Rong Che and Lin Qinghuan, he always felt that Rong Che was not worth it.

Some things, from Lin Qinghuan's point of view, were indeed Rong Che's fault, but from Rong Che's point of view, he just did what he should do.Even if he owed Lin Qinghuan and gave her his life, isn't that enough to make up for it?
What is going on now, I always feel as if my heart is blocked, I can't get it out, I can't swallow it, I'm stuck in the middle, I can't get up or down, it's uncomfortable to watch.

However, Lin Qinghuan remained silent. Zhu Qingwen didn't know what she was thinking anymore. Distraughtly, she flipped through the medical record in her hand, then closed it impatiently, and walked to the door of Lin Qinghuan's ward. , raised his hand and slammed the door hard.

Lin Qinghuan closed her eyes slightly and leaned against the head of the bed.

There was a sound of slamming the door suddenly, which startled her, but she quickly came back to her senses, took a deep breath, her clear eyebrows trembled involuntarily, and her eyes fell on the door inadvertently.

By now, Zhu Qingwen had no manners at all, so she knocked on the door, and then pushed the door straight in. The door frame slammed against the wall with a bang.

But for Lin Qinghuan, the momentum at this moment has long since lost the threat and tremor of smashing the door just now. For the appearance of Zhu Qingwen, Lin Qinghuan did not have the slightest surprise or surprise.

Zhu Qingwen walked in front of her furiously, met her surprisingly calm eyes, gritted her teeth and said, "Lin Qinghuan, let me tell you one last time, you fucking give me enough time, otherwise, I will make you regret living here world!"

Lin Qinghuan raised the corners of her lips lazily, stared at him for a while, and then sneered unexpectedly, her tone couldn't be said to be mocking or helpless: "Is this the one who is close to vermilion? Even threatening people are exactly the same?"

Zhu Qingwen looked at him fiercely and remained silent.

He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and said in a ruthless voice: "You are different! Other people's hearts are fleshy, but you are not, of course you are different!"

Lin Qinghuan lowered her brows and eyes slightly, avoiding his gaze, bit her lips inadvertently, let out a long sigh of relief, lifted the corners of her lips lazily, without raising her eyebrows and eyes, and said slowly: "Go out, please don't disturb my rest , or I will ask someone to complain about you."

"you!"

However, after Lin Qinghuan finished speaking, she pulled the quilt over her body, lay on the hospital bed, and turned her back to him.

Zhu Qingwen saw it in his eyes, suppressed, and took a deep breath of relief. Gradually, he let go of his tightly clenched fists, licked the corners of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and said coldly: "Inherited congratulations!" Min's indifference and selfishness, and perfectly inherited Song Licheng's cunning and cunning, Lin Qinghuan..."

Then, he snorted coldly, and said with a contemptuous smirk: "You probably dare to be so unscrupulous because Rong Che likes you? If you change someone else, you can only compromise and give in. Lin Qinghuan, you have to be content, you know? !"

The last sentence, Zhu Qingwen is about to gnash her teeth, wishing she could crush her back molars.
However, Lin Qinghuan was still indifferent, with her back facing him, her breath was gentle and calm.

Zhu Qingwen was also helpless.

After all, it's not like she doesn't know what kind of person she is.