I don't care about late affection

"Understood, Dad, go get busy first and leave us alone." Song Ruoqing urged, knowing that the factory was nervous.

Although Li Hannian relaxed the time limit, who knows if this man will turn his back on him? If he uses the contract time to talk things out, the Song family will breach the contract.

Better still be on time.

"Dad knows, I'll go later." Father Song agreed, frowning and asked: "But Qingqing, what's the matter with your voice?"

I noticed it before, but because of the contract, I didn't have time to ask, and now I finally asked.

Li Hannian subconsciously cast his eyes on Song Ruoqing, and saw Song Ruoqing smiled pretending to be innocent and said, "It's nothing, my throat is a little irritated these days, I have seen a doctor, and it will be fine in two days."

"Pay attention to rest, don't worry too much." Father Song sighed, with a guilty expression on his face.

Song Ruoqing knew that Song's father had misunderstood, and she got angry because of the Song family's failure to deliver the goods, but it was hard to explain at this time, so she nodded in agreement.

Then he got into the car with Li Hannian, and at the next stop, he was going to withdraw the lawsuit and rescue Ye Feifei.

He waved his hand at Father Song, and only looked away when he couldn't see him.

"You really care about your father." Li Hannian next to her squinted at her with a faint expression.

Song Ruoqing thought this was ridiculous, but it was her father who loved her and raised her up since she was a child, how could she not care, especially when she lost it once.

She cares more about family affection.

Therefore, even if she was wronged a little, as long as she could change the fate of her previous life, she would be willing to save Ye Feifei.

But she didn't want to talk to Li Hannian, so she turned her head to look at the scenery outside the car window and refused to talk.

But inexplicably, Li Hannian, who has always been a seldom talker, suddenly seemed interested in talking: "You concealed my action, is it to protect me, or to protect your father."

When Li Hannian said this, his deep lacquer eyes fell on Song Ruoqing, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes that he didn't know.

Seeing that Song Ruoqing cared so much about Song's father, he inexplicably felt a trace of jealousy in his heart, and felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest.

This discovery shocked him.

"Li Hannian." Song Ruoqing spoke impatiently.

"What?" Li Hannian looked forward to it.

She turned her head and glanced at him in disgust: "Shut up."

Li Hannian: "..."

The carriage returned to the silence, Song Ruoqing was still looking out the window, Li Hannian did not speak, and the corner of her eyes glanced at the back of her head from time to time.

That crow-blue ink hair was soft and shiny. Song Ruoqing didn't have her hair dyed or permed like the girls nowadays. Her black hair was clean and refreshing. Coupled with her overly fair skin, she was so clear that she wouldn't be stained with dust.

A gust of wind blew from the open car window, and a few strands of hair fluttered on his face, a little itchy, but he didn't want to push it away for no reason.

Because of the itching, it gradually spread from the face to the heart. At this moment, Li Hannian's heart beat twice inexplicably.

A little sudden, but not surprising at all.

Just when Li Hannian felt that time seemed to stand still, suddenly, the car braked sharply, and Song Ruoqing rushed forward uncontrollably.

"Be careful."

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop him, but forgot that one of his hands was still broken, and he groaned in pain under the impact, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Song Ruoqing was also taken aback, she didn't expect such an accident to happen when she was in a daze.

Feeling her head resting on a strong and broad chest filled her with a sense of security.

But only for a moment, she came back to her senses.

Even if this embrace is full of security, it does not belong to her.

She wanted to get away from his embrace quickly, but as soon as she moved, her scalp tightened immediately.

He gasped in pain.

"Don't move." Li Hannian immediately pressed her shoulder with his good hand.

The woman's shoulders were slender and thin, and he could easily control them with his palms. Through a thin layer of fabric, he could even touch her delicate skin.

At this moment, Li Hannian was a little reluctant to let go.

"What's going on?" Song Ruoqing wanted to turn her head, but as soon as she moved, her scalp hurt excruciatingly.

"Hair caught on button."

Li Hannian glanced down and quickly discovered the problem.

He stretched out his hand to untie it, but he didn't know whether his hand was too inflexible or his hair was too tightly entangled, so he didn't untie it for a while.

Song Ruoqing waited for a while, then urged impatiently: "Is it all right?"

"Wait." He stopped.

After working hard for a while, but couldn't untie it, Li Hannian frowned and asked, "Do you have any scissors?"

Xiang Dong had already discovered what was going on in the front, but he didn't dare to turn around and let alone talk too much. When he heard the question, he said, "There is no President Li."

How could there be something like scissors in the car.

"Tear it apart."

Song Ruoqing didn't want to rely on this man so closely anymore, this feeling made her too impatient, she gritted her teeth and wanted to pull her hair out, but she just lost a few hairs.

But I didn't expect that Li Hannian's movements would be faster. Before she acted, she pulled her hand hard. She didn't feel the pain in her scalp, but she already felt that the two were separated.

"Okay." The man said lightly.

Song Ruoqing moved her head away from his chest, raised her hand suspiciously, and touched a button behind her hair, because it was torn apart, she quickly took it off her head.

Turning his head, he saw that there was a button missing on the man's shirt, exposing a piece of skin on his chest, which was rare and sexy.

But soon, her eyes were attracted by the cold sweat on the man's face. Seeing his pale face, frowning in pain, thinking of what happened just now, she frowned and asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"You're caring about me." Li Hannian raised his eyes to stare at her, there was a complexity in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

Song Ruoqing paused, and said unnaturally: "I don't care, I just ask casually, I'm afraid you will blame me if you hurt to death."

"No need." Li Hannian gritted his teeth and refused, "I'm fine."

A self-mockery flashed in Song Ruoqing's eyes.

In order to save Ye Feifei, even though the man was seriously injured, he didn't even want to waste the time to go to the hospital. She still meddles in her own business, maybe this man is still blaming her in his heart for delaying the rescue of Ye Feifei.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li, someone crossed the road suddenly at the intersection ahead." The driver apologized nervously at the front at this time.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, didn't you realize that you, President Li, are already in a hurry, go to your destination quickly." Song Ruoqing urged.

Hearing this, Li Hannian took a look at Song Ruoqing's expression, and found that her face was careless, with no trace of concern on her face, so her thin lips pursed slightly, and her eyes dimmed a bit.

The atmosphere behind the car was complicated, and the driver didn't dare to say any more, so he accelerated the speed of the car directly.