Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

When the phone rang, Xing Chenyou picked it up and took a look. His stern face was still expressionless, but his eyes darkened a bit.

He didn't answer the phone, and waited until Hawthorne called for the third time before he raised his hand and clicked to answer.

"Xing Chenyou, did you hide my ID card?!"

Hawthorne tried his best to keep calm on the phone, but his hands clenched into fists.

"It's with me." Xing Chenyou's voice was calmer than hers.

Hawthorne bit his lip, "Are you still in the hospital?"

"Yes."

After getting the answer, Hawthorne hung up the phone without saying a word, took a taxi back to the hospital, and found Xing Chenyou directly in his ward.

When she went to his ward before, because of An Qingsi's fall, she didn't have time to ask him what he asked her to do, and she doesn't want to ask now.

"Give me back the ID card." Hawthorne's pale face showed no expression, and he was so angry that she really didn't want to see Xing Chenyou for a minute.

"My work in Ancheng is not over yet. You are my secretary. Next, you must complete the work you should do." Xing Chenyou glanced at her face and said coldly.

Hawthorne bit his lip, "Xing Chenyou, isn't it interesting that you tortured me? You want to find an excellent secretary. I believe there will be a lot of excellent people who will come to you to recommend themselves. It's not just me, right?"

He just tortured her on purpose, just because he thought she pushed An Qingsi, just because he thought it was her who made An Qingsi unable to dance.

Even An Qingsi said that she didn't do it, but Xing Chenyou insisted on her!
Xing Chenyou smiled, raised his hand and squeezed Huo Sang's chin, "If I say it's you, it can only be you."

Huo Sang shook his head and shook off Xing Chenyou's hand.

Just as she was about to speak, Xing Chenyou said, "Huo Sang, before you do anything, you should think about Little Xing Xing."

When Hawthorne heard this sentence, all her movements stopped, she bit her lip, didn't say a word, and didn't ask about the ID card anymore, she took a deep breath and compromised.

For Little Xingxing, she could only compromise.

Seeing her lowering her head, Xing Chenyou finally stopped resisting, and his tense face improved a little. He stroked his eyebrows, obviously his body was very tired.

Going to the bed and lying down to rest, Xing Chenyou closed his eyes and rested.

Hawthorne wanted to leave, but he said coldly, "Hawthorne, think about it carefully, are you sure you want to leave?"

Thinking of Little Xingxing, Hawsang bit his lip, turned around and moved a chair to sit beside Xing Chenyou's bed.

Xing Chenyou's face was a little pale, and he looked very tired. He lay down for a few minutes, and Hawthorne thought he had fallen asleep, but he suddenly spoke.

"Hawthorne, I'm not mean to you." He said coldly.

Hawthorne's nerves tensed all of a sudden, what exactly did he want to say?
"Is your heart made of stone? Seeing that I was sick, did you want me to die soon, so you just ran away." He said again.

"You've already told me this question. When disaster strikes, each will fly separately. Do I have to say it again for such a simple truth?" Hawthorne replied with a stern face.

She would never let Xing Chenyou know that yesterday she found Fang Li's car and rescued him to the hospital after being drenched in the rain for almost half an hour and her feet were worn out and scratched.

Because she would never let him have the opportunity to mock her own heart, and would not let her mock whether she was moved by him.

She wasn't tempted, she wasn't!
Even if it's like a cat or a dog, she will still find someone to save her.

So there is no need to speak up.

But after Hawthorne said those words, he could clearly feel the anger burning on Xing Chenyou.

"You want to see me die, and then go to Lu Linkun's side logically, don't you?"

Huo Sang found his words very inexplicable, "What is between you and me is between you and me, what are you doing with Lu Linkun?"

"Why, do you feel distressed?" Xing Chenyou opened his eyes, and those deep eyes were fixed on Huo Sang.

Hawthorne avoided his sight, "I don't know why."

But Xing Chenyou grabbed her arm, "Let me tell you, even if I don't love you, I will never let my son's mother get entangled with other men. You die early to hook other people's hearts."

Hawthorne is very clear about this man's perverted possessiveness, as he said, even if he doesn't love her, he will definitely do what he said.

She closed her eyes and decided that no matter what the man said, she would take a deep breath and ignore him.

Xing Chenyou didn't get an answer from Huo Sang, she just closed her eyes and mouth in front of him, as if she was indifferent no matter what he said or did, his face turned blue.

The atmosphere in the air once condensed.

I don't know if it was because of being too quiet, but when Hawthorne opened her eyes again, she found that Xing Chenyou had already fallen asleep.

His face was pale with a tinge of blue, and his eye sockets were sunken and blue, obviously in poor health.

"A person like you deserves to die of illness!"

Seeing him like this, Hawthorne pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, and raised his hand to try to free his hand, but he didn't expect his hand to hold her wrist tightly, and she couldn't break it apart no matter what his hand.

And she was worried that if he really tried too hard, he would wake up, so she could only watch him hold her hand with a cold face.

Xing Chenyou was so exhausted, he slept all afternoon, and when he woke up, it was already evening, the sky outside was dusk, and the light of the sunset glowed softly.

The first time he opened his eyes, Xing Chenyou saw Huo Sang sleeping on the edge of his bed, and he froze for a moment.

Immediately, Xing Chenyou saw his hand holding her wrist, and instantly understood why she was sitting here. His face quickly cooled down, and he let go of Hawthorne's hand, turned over and got off the bed.

He didn't forget what Hawthorne did to him last night, and she just left him like that.

Fly separately when disaster is imminent, oh, what a disaster, fly separately when disaster is imminent.

When Hawthorne woke up, he found that he was on the bed, and the room was dark with no lights on, and this place was obviously not a hospital, but a hotel.

When she sat up, she tugged on the quilt, and a weak murmur came from the side, "Mummy..."

Hawthorne's body froze, he turned his head and saw the little star sleeping beside him.

The long eyelashes hang down like a row of small fans, so cute.

Hawthorne's gloomy bad mood was swept away after seeing the little star, and at this moment there is only joy besides joy.

"little stars!"

Hawthorne lay down again, and softly called Little Xingxing.

As a result, the little star in front of him disappeared suddenly, and Hawthorne rubbed his eyes, only to realize that it was his own hallucination just now.

She turned on the light and looked at the time, it was two o'clock in the morning.

What happened to her, how could she have such hallucinations?