Surrogate wife every step of the way

Just after she finished speaking, Sun Mengjiao coughed twice again, as if her entire chest was in pain.

She frowned uncomfortably and waved, "Water."

Zhao Zifeng immediately poured some hot water to neutralize the already cold water, adjusted the temperature and then gave her a drink, "Slow down, be careful of scalding."

Sun Mengjiao took it and gulped it down a few times before she felt a little more comfortable in her chest.

"Last night I remember being locked in the bathroom... and then I don't remember."

Sun Mengjiao just woke up, her head was still a little groggy, her face was frighteningly pale, and she looked at Zhao Zifeng with doubts.

"The cleaning found you locked in the bathroom. When I arrived, you were already unconscious, so I sent you to the hospital."

While speaking, Zhao Zifeng's gaze stayed on Sun Mengjiao's lips, which were so dry and peeled off, his heart ached.

"Is this the hospital you sent me to?"

After Sun Mengjiao asked in doubt, she felt that she was asking too much, so she pursed her lips and said, "Thank you."

One yard counts for one yard, she doesn't want to owe Zhao Zifeng anything, so this thank you should be said.

Looking at his expression, she guessed that with his wisdom and ability, she already knew the ins and outs of the matter, she hesitated and said: "I hope you don't pursue them, after all, this matter is also caused by you. "

If the Luo family hadn't been for Zhao Zifeng's meddling, Luo's newspaper office is still doing well, Luo Zhiguo is still alive, and they wouldn't be holding onto her.

Everything was caused by Zhao Zifeng in the final analysis.

She can't blame, this is what she owes to the Luo family.

Zhao Zifeng's face was sullen, and he didn't say much about this matter, he just said indifferently: "You should recover from your illness first."

For someone as proud as he is, no matter how much he says, no one can stop him if he has his own ideas.

Sun Mengjiao coughed again without saying a word.

When the doctor came to make rounds, Zhao Zifeng asked anxiously, "She keeps coughing, is she okay?"

The doctor looked at the case and warned: "The cold has become bronchitis, and it needs to be recuperated. You can't eat spicy food. It's best to drink porridge for a few days."

Zhao Zifeng and the doctor exchanged something, Sun Mengjiao listened to it, and fell asleep again in a daze.

When she woke up again, it was already the next morning.

Zhao Zifeng didn't know if he had been back, let alone when he came, holding a porridge box in his hand, it was steaming like it was just out of a pot.

"Are you awake? Have porridge."

He took out the porridge box skillfully, sat beside her with a spoon, and fed her mouthful.

Such a scene seemed familiar to Zhao.

In Sun Mengjiao's mind, she couldn't help but think of the time when she blocked the knife for him before, and she was feeding her like this now.

She still remembers his tenderness and apology clearly.

"I will do it myself."

Sun Mengjiao took the porridge box and spoon from him and sat up, and glanced at Bo Muyan lightly.

Bo Muyan was a little depressed, but considering that she was sick, he didn't care too much.

During the few days in the hospital, he accompanied her to deliver porridge at night and was very considerate. It was precisely because of his caring care that the doctor allowed her to be discharged from the hospital within a week, but she still needed to stay at home for two days.

But after she returned home, it was as if Zhao Zifeng had disappeared without any news.

She was bored staying at home alone, let alone facing the huge villa, which could suppress her depression in minutes.

After two days of rest, she went to the company to report.

Maybe it was because Zhao Zifeng personally took Sun Mengjiao to the hospital in the princess's arms, or maybe it was because Zhao Zifeng dealt with Li Li, everyone in the company respected Sun Mengjiao one after another.

"Ms. An, good morning."

Sun Mengjiao nodded, glanced at the person who said hello, but didn't have any impression in her mind.

After entering the company, the front desk was very respectful and polite, which made Sun Mengjiao very awkward. She always felt that something was wrong, and she couldn't explain it for a while.

"Sister Mengjiao, are you coming to work? Are you recovering? I'm worried about you."

Sun Mengjiao chuckled, "Thank you for your concern, it's almost better."

Excessive hospitality is really hard to accept.

After finishing speaking, Sun Mengjiao was about to step into the elevator. The front desk suddenly remembered something, ran over in a hurry, walked to her side, looked around and whispered, "Sister Mengjiao, that..."

Sun Mengjiao felt a little strange when she saw that she was hesitant to speak, "Just say what you want."

The front desk seemed to muster up the courage, and said flatteringly: "On the day you were sick, Mr. Zhao carried you to the hospital nervously. I knew at that time that Mr. Zhao must be interested in you. In the future, you must remember to promote me a lot! "

nervous?

Zhao Zifeng's extraordinary handsome face appeared in Sun Mengjiao's mind, and she wondered what he looked like when he was nervous.

Could it be that he was really nervous about her?
The front desk looked at her expression, saw that she didn't believe it, and said with a serious face: "Sister Mengjiao, it's true. So many people in the company saw it at the time, you didn't know it? Li Li made you become like this, He was immediately dismissed by Mr. Zhao, this domineering CEO Fan is really handsome!"

Sun Mengjiao froze for a moment, forced a smile, and entered the elevator.

The elevator door closed slowly, and Sun Mengjiao looked at her in the elevator mirror, who had regained some vitality, and smiled.

Was Zhao Zifeng really nervous about her?

Return the princess hug?

Even fired Li Li for her?
It doesn't seem like Zhao Zifeng did it for her, and she can't remember how to get into the hospital now.

Coming out of the elevator door, the Secretary General saw Sun Mengjiao who was coming to work, frowned slightly, and asked with concern: "Mengjiao, have you recovered from your illness? Mr. Zhao said, you have to rest for a few more days."

"It's okay, you see I can run and jump, the company has a lot of things to do, I'm afraid you will be too busy."

Sun Mengjiao chatted briefly with the Secretary-General before returning to his seat.

She sorted out the things on the desk, and looked at Zhao Zifeng's office involuntarily.

Her position happened to be facing Zhao Zifeng's office sideways, and she could see the general situation inside through the gap.

But looking at it this way, the office is empty, and there is no one.

"Mengjiao, please take a look at this document, after processing it, hand it over to the office."

The secretary-general handed a document to Sun Mengjiao, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly added: "Mr. Zhao is not in the office, you can just leave it."

"Not here?"

Sun Mengjiao repeated it in astonishment, feeling a little confused.

He is not at the company or at home, where did he go?

The secretary-general nodded, "Mr. Zhao is on a business trip for the past few days, and there is no definite news about when he will be back."

"Ah."

Sun Mengjiao nodded perfunctorily, taking it as knowing.

"Business trip, I don't know what to say."

Sun Mengjiao was doing the work in hand, muttering in a low voice.

Whether you are an assistant or a patient at home, you should be notified.

The other two assistants finished their work, approached Sun Mengjiao, and asked mysteriously, "Mengjiao, you and Mr. Zhao, right? Hmm?"

The assistant gave her a very ambiguous look, implying something.

Sun Mengjiao looked innocently and confused, and blinked, "What are you talking about?"

"Don't be like this, Mengjiao, we are not like Li Li. We just care about you. I think Mr. Zhao is actually interested in you. Otherwise, he sent you to the hospital and dismissed Li Li that day. You don't feel that. Are you there?"

In the eyes of these people, Sun Mengjiao has gradually become the object of Zhao Zifeng's pursuit, and maybe the two of them already have a substantial relationship underneath.

Sun Mengjiao reacted instantly, feeling a little surprised in her heart, afraid that they would find out the relationship between her and Zhao Zifeng, but she was disappointed that the relationship between them was not like that, so she had to push them both, and said in embarrassment: "What nonsense are you talking about?" What does it matter to us! Stop gossiping and get to work!"

There is a picture that is overexposed, Zhao Zifeng turned around, his deep black eyes are as cold as winter, as cold as a shuttle, probably because the reporter who took the photo shook his hand, this photo became like this.

Sun Mengjiao took a deep breath and continued to look down.

The length of this report is very short, but the most attractive are these few photos.

The following are all comments from netizens on this scandal.

Sun Mengjiao didn't want to read it, but her hands were more honest than her heart, and she moved the mouse to the comment area.

"President Huaze, just because of his good looks, makes us flock to him! It's a pity we can't meet him."

"The two of them are quite a match. Look at their height and shape, plus their family background, they are a perfect match!"

"This title is actually wrong. The man is both talented and good-looking. It should be changed to Peerless Beauty and finally accepted."

……

It's all about how well Zhao Zifeng and Liang Yishu match each other.

It was as if Sun Mengjiao had been slapped in the head, and all her previous thoughts were completely suppressed by this blow.

She pressed her finger on the mouse and pressed it hard, and the screen was turned off.

Her eyes were also completely quiet. Facing the blank computer desktop, her mind couldn't stop controlling it. It was all about Zhao Zifeng and Liang Yishu standing together in and out.

I can't express the feeling in my heart, I just feel that my heart is stuffy, blocked by something, I can't press it down, and I can't get out.

She tapped her chest hard, trying to suppress that emotion.

"Sun Mengjiao! Are you an idiot? How could you think someone like him would like you?"

She tried to ridicule herself to resist the impact of these images on her.

Just as she was adjusting her emotions to face the relationship between him and Liang Yishu, the mobile phone she placed next to her rang.

There was cheerful singing in the ringtone, but she couldn't get a little bit excited.

She glanced sideways, and the word Zhao Zifeng came into view, she frowned, and hung up immediately.

Zhao Zifeng on the other end of the phone took down the phone, looked at the screen that had been hung up, his face was gloomy for an instant, his jaw was tense, and he continued to make calls.

This little girl has only seen her for a few days, and she has lost her temper?
Sun Mengjiao got up, picked up the phone, stuffed it into her bag, and walked out. Before she could lift her foot, the phone rang again.

The ringing kept ringing, and Sun Mengjiao turned off the phone in a fit of anger, and threw it back into her bag angrily.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed is off."

Zhao Zifeng frowned, staring at the phone screen for a while, feeling a little strange about the woman's sudden appearance.

Seeing who Zhao Zifeng was calling on the phone with, Liang Yishu looked a little annoyed, and asked curiously, "Who are you calling? But I've never seen your expression like this before!"

However, she was just teasing and teasing. In her perception, no one could handle Zhao Zifeng, except her of course.

In terms of background, appearance, and temperament, she is Zhao Zifeng's best match.

Zhao Zifeng stuffed the phone back into his pocket, and avoided answering her question, or didn't need to explain at all, "Let's go."

Liang Yishu pursed his mouth and complained, "You still have no sense of humor."

Sun Mengjiao came out of the company and stood at the door, watching the people coming and going, not knowing where to go for a while.

Zhao Zifeng's home was his home, not her home at all.

Besides the company and the Zhao family, she has nowhere to go.

But when she got back to Zhao Zifeng's house, she faced the empty house, full of traces of his life, she was afraid that she would not be able to help but think of him, even the picture of him and Liang Yishu together.