Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Cold sweat broke out on her thin white palms, Song Keke stared at the phone for a moment, wondering if she should answer it or not.

If she didn't answer, she was afraid that the Chu family would call the police.

If she answered, how would she explain the current situation?

The matter of transferring Chu Xianian may be perfunctory with reasons of concern, but telling the other party the location and letting the Chu family take Chu Xianian away, what's the point of what she just did?
One thought after another made Song Keke entangled, and she didn't dare to answer the phone casually, watching the screen go dark.

The hanging heart has not had time to fall.

The phone buzzed again, and it was what Song Keke wanted to see appearing on the caller ID this time.

Swiping the screen with her slender fingertips, she quickly answered: "I have already taken Chu Xiannian out of the hospital, and someone called Mrs. Chu just now. It must be his elders. What should I do now?"

Listen to her string of questions.

There was silence on the phone, and then Qin Er's deep voice sounded: "Very well done, it is correct that the call is not answered, I know the password of Chu Xianian's phone, you can use the password to unlock the phone later, open WeChat Find this Mrs. Chu, and tell her that everything is normal with Chu Xinian's identity, and you don't want to meet and try."

Song Keke was thoughtful, and asked hesitantly: "This Mrs. Chu is the elder of Chu Xiannian, right? Since she called, it means that she has received the news that Chu Xiannian was injured. Is it really okay to answer like this?"

"She is Chu Xiannian's mother." Qin Er gave a straightforward answer, "I told you before that Chu Xiannian has a bad relationship with his family, so you should reply in a calm and rational tone, okay?" You have to try it to find out.”

Song Keke pursed her lips with a complicated expression, "So that's the case...Then let me try it out?"

"Well." After Qin Er finished speaking, he reported a series of numbers, "This is my number, until Chu Xiannian wakes up, you can call me at any time if you have any worries, as long as anyone who can help , I will not refuse."

Song Keke breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Thank you."

She is the daughter of the Song family, and her older brother inherited the family business. She received the best education since she was a child. She doesn't need to be involved in those intrigues, and she has no experience in this area at all.

Because she wanted to take back Bao Jingxing, she had to rely on Chu Xiannian.

As a result, such a thing happened, she had no one to rely on, and she couldn't tell other people about these things, and she couldn't cope with it. Fortunately, Qin Er suddenly appeared and took Chu Xiannian's place.

"You're welcome, you are Chu Xiannian's friend and mine." On the phone, Qin Er smiled softly: "Of course, if you don't dislike it."

Song Keke smiled and hung up the phone in a few words.

Although she hates Qin Yiren, Qin Yiren's brother seems to be quite interesting...

Just as Song Keke was about to put her phone away, another call came in.

But unlike the previous ones, this is a number without a note, and the source is unknown. A long string of numbers fills the entire screen, like a common harassing phone call in China.

That being the case.

Song Keke lost the caution just now, hung up the phone casually, found her mobile phone and added Qin Er, and discussed the next countermeasures.

at the same time.

At a distance of tens of thousands of kilometers, Qin Yiren frowned anxiously when he heard the notification of disconnection.

Just wanted to call again.

There was someone's footsteps behind her, she had to put down the phone, leaned on the soft chair as if nothing had happened, put her hands under the soft blanket, and pretended nothing happened.

Because she was not sure whether the satellite phone could reach her landline at home, she called Qin Er first, and got a notification that she was on the phone.

then……

She could only call Chu Xianian, but the call was not connected, which wasted the opportunity she finally found, and she didn't know when the next time would be.

"Xiaoqian, let me introduce you. This is Ms. Wang Ailin."

Bao Jingxing's slender figure appeared in the living room, followed by a middle-aged woman dressed exaggeratedly, "The wedding dress you chose was designed by her. I'll come back to confirm the details and measure the size."

Qin Yiren's high fever had just subsided, and she was very weak.

Hugging the blanket on her body, she nodded slightly to Ms. Wang as a greeting.

Ms. Wang returned the gift politely, her eyes fell on her pale face, and she was a little puzzled: "Jeffrey, your fiancée seems to be in poor health, can you discuss the details of the dress now?"

Jeffrey?
Qin Yiren looked at Bao Jingxing silently. This was the first time she knew Bo Jingxing's English name.

Bao Jingxing didn't notice her look, and invited Ms. Wang to sit down in the living room of the farm, and said with a natural look: "I hope the wedding is perfect, and it's no problem to prepare in advance."

Speaking of it.

He looked back at the sickly Qin Yiren, and asked in a gentle voice, "What do you think, Xiaoqian?"

"I'm OK."

Not daring to discourage Bao Jingxing's enthusiasm, Qin Yiren glanced at the satellite phone hidden behind the vase.

This is what she asked Alice to borrow to use it. Bao Jingxing has not found out yet. When they leave the reception room, Alice will secretly retrieve the phone. As long as it goes well, no one will find out.

"Jing Xing, it's rare that Ms. Wang came all the way here, shall we go back to the room to measure the size now?"

Not wanting to procrastinate any longer, Qin Yiren lifted the blanket off his body, pretending to be careless and placed it near the vase, completely covering up the presence of the satellite phone.

Ms. Wang looked at her worriedly, and seeing that neither of them objected, she got up immediately: "Okay, with a slender figure like Miss, I have some recommendations for very beautiful wedding dresses..."

talking room.

Ms. Wang pushed open the door of the reception room, the outside breeze blew in, and the temperature was quite comfortable.

But Qin Yiren was just recovering from a serious illness, and her body was too weak to bear the temperature difference, so she shivered unconsciously, and was noticed by Bao Jingxing, who was standing behind her and was about to help her out.

"and many more."

Calling Ms. Wang to stop, Bo Jingxing turned around to get a blanket for Qin Yiren.

Qin Yiren's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly pulled him: "I'm fine, let's go."

Looking at the thin blanket on the coffee table, Bao Jingxing inadvertently frowned, and asked in a low tone: "...Really?"

"real."

Qin Yiren looked up at him with her small face, her pale complexion further accentuated her haggardness and weakness, she was so thin that a gust of wind could blow her away.

Precariously leaning against Bao Jingxing.

She blinked tiredly, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and said softly: "Let's go, don't keep Ms. Wang waiting, I'm looking forward to seeing the wedding dress she recommended."