Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

Besides the man you love the most, there is also the career you are most proud of.

After the goal was achieved, Zhang Yilan smiled sourly and said, "In front of me, you father and daughter are still so tired, are you afraid that I will be jealous?"

"Mom, you are the only person my dad loves the most. I dare not compete with you for this importance." Zhang Ruoting's mischievous tone amused the two people present at the same time.

Zhang Yilan poked her forehead, "Stinky girl, you are so courageous that you dare to tease your parents."

Zhang Ruoting quickly hid behind Li Jianrong who got up, "Dad, help me."

The man lying between the mother and daughter smiled all over his face, "Okay, how old are you, and you're jealous of a child."

In such a warm scene, Li Qingyan, the person who should be at home the most, suddenly became the outsider.

As soon as she got out of the shower and went to bed, there was a knock on the door of the room.

There is no third person in this room, who can you think of with your toes?

Li Qingyan got up from the bed very unhappily, took two steps, saw herself wearing a suspender skirt from the wardrobe mirror, folded over and took the coat on the side and put it on her body, so as not to make some peacocks like to think too much and cause unnecessary misunderstanding.

As soon as the door opened, Feng Heng looked at her in such a tight package, and was slightly surprised, but soon realized that this woman really held a grudge.

Li Qingyan crossed her arms and asked, "What's the matter?"

Feng Heng handed over a small box, and said in a deep voice, "Wipe some of this on your hands every time, it can protect the skin tissue."

The tone is understated, but the things are rare things that are priceless.

It's a pity that Li Qingyan didn't know, and she didn't understand. What was he singing, and felt uneasy in her heart, "Is it another medicine for viruses?"

But what does it have to do with fingers and skin tissue.

"Forget about being stupid." Feng Heng couldn't help complaining.

"What did you say?" The person who was complained about quit, served delicious food and drink, and even called her stupid, "You think I'm a guinea pig in your hospital laboratory, you give me all kinds of medicine, I'm the only Don't do it."

With a push, Li Qingyan became angry!

Feng Heng directly opened the box, took out the small bottle inside, took out some ointment, took her hand, and rubbed it on her.

All the movements are done in one go, as if they have been practiced many times, clean and neat.

Before Li Qingyan started to break free, her fingertips felt icy cold again, which was more comfortable than the body cooling she felt before. She looked at him in surprise, "What is this?"

Feng Heng returned the things to her and threw them to her, and replied coldly, "Guess."

"I can figure it out, why are you asking?" She said angrily.

But looking up to meet the man's bright black eyes, he was immediately discouraged, "Thank you, Doctor Feng."

Quickly reach out and close the door, wanting to escape from the crematorium.

"Wait." Feng Heng blocked the door with one hand, and asked, "Have you not taken your medicine on time recently?"

Li Qingyan looked away guiltily, and muttered, "It's not that I didn't eat, but I forgot."

"Then don't forget, in the future I will be responsible for reminding you or personally supervise."

Feng Heng found an excuse for himself to make a phone call openly, and Feng Heng was very satisfied.

"Ah!" Li Qingyan instantly turned into a bitter face. What she hated most was taking medicine.

In her heart, if the virus in her body is really so powerful, what does it matter if she eats or not.

Feng Heng said seriously, "Forget it this time, don't make an example next time, and don't try to avoid it. I don't want others to say that I am an irresponsible person with no medical ethics."

Please, just because of that damn responsibility, why did I believe your nonsense and agreed to live in here.

Li Qingyan regretted wasting the remaining three months of her life here, and asked, "Can I not...?"

"No, I can't promise you about your life and death and the safety of other people's lives." Feng Heng immediately refused.

She complained dissatisfiedly, "I haven't finished talking, how do you know it's okay?"

Feng Heng ignored it, "It's late, I still have work."

After speaking, he strode away.

Li Qingyan made a grimace at his back, closed the door and continued with her Duke Zhou plan.

After Zhang Ruoting persuaded Li Jianrong to promote her cake shop, she went to Xue Huaikang for help.

"Brother Kang, my dad has already said that he is willing to help me. If you help me again, I believe that the "Aiting" cake shop will become popular soon. By then, mine will be yours, won't it?"

Xue Huaikang wanted to refuse in his heart.

The current Xue Group is nothing but an empty shell. It looks bright on the outside, but the inside has already been running out of money, and it still owes a large amount of loans to the bank. It can't afford the extra money. What kind of cake shop will it be for Zhang Ruoting? publicity.

It was also because of this that when Zhang Ruoting approached him on his own initiative, he jumped in without hesitation.

Compared to Li Qingyan who is not favored now, Zhang Ruoting is obviously much better in front of Li Jianrong.

The most important thing is that Xue Huaikang's mother, Zhou Nan, has always been dissatisfied with Li Qingyan in various ways. From the very beginning, she looked down on her status as a fondant cake designer. The accumulated complaints and accusations made Xue Huaikang, who was caught between the two, , but also full of physical and mental exhaustion.
"Tingting, your business is mine. We don't need to see each other like this. I'll let someone arrange it right away. Just wait for my good news."

The most important thing at present is to win the investment from the Li Group. Xue Huaikang wants to put everything else aside for the time being.

For Li Qingyan, after so many years of feelings, he still has some reluctance to let go.

Zhang Ruoting's face was full of joy, and she said softly, "Brother Kang, I knew that you are the best for me."

Which man doesn't like Wenxiang nephrite, Xue Huaikang immediately fell into the trap, "Of course, I'm not good to you, but to whom."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ruoting's face was still blushing. Thinking of the 5 yuan Li Qingyan took from her, she swore that she would pay it back ten times and a hundred times.

Li Qingyan suffered from insomnia last night because she had a nightmare.

In the dream, she was lying on a big snow-white bed, Feng Heng drew a lot of blood for her, and gave her a lot of medicine.

She hid in the corner of the bed, shivering and refused to eat, but he pinched her mouth and forced her into his mouth, turning into a veritable little white mouse.

"Li Qingyan, are you late again?"

Before reaching the entrance of the cake shop, Zhang Ruoting questioned her arrogantly.

Li Qingyan raised her hand to look at her watch, and said in a low voice, "There are still 5 minutes before work time, if you don't know how to recognize a clock, I don't mind being your math teacher and let you review the basic learning in elementary school .”