Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

In the ward.

Ye Shen looked at Ye Jianyuan lying on the hospital bed, frowning.

Song Cheng stepped forward slowly, hugged Ye Shen in his arms, and comforted him softly: "Shen Shen, uncle is out of danger, don't worry."

Hearing this, Ye Shen raised his eyes to look at him, and made a decision in his heart.

"Ah Cheng, I decided to stay with him during this time."

"Mingyuan, can you help me?"

After finishing the words, Song Cheng lowered his eyes and kissed her smooth forehead.

"Leave Mingyuan to me, don't worry."

Song Cheng was not surprised that Ye Shen put down his work to accompany Ye Jianyuan wholeheartedly.

She looks indifferent on the surface, but she is warm-hearted in her heart.

Song Cheng didn't stay in the ward for a long time. After buying his lunch, he left the hospital and drove directly to Mingyuan.

Chen Xiang was sorting out documents in the office when the office door was pushed open. She thought it was Boss Ye who had come back, but when she looked up, she froze in place.

"Master Song Song, you... why are you here?"

It took a long time for Chen Xiang to come back to his senses. Looking at Song Cheng in front of him, his heart was a little beating.

After all, she had heard a lot of rumors about Third Master Song.

e.g. vicious, irritable
Song Cheng glanced at Chen Xiang lightly, and he turned a blind eye to the fear in her eyes.

"Mr. Ye has something to do recently. I will take care of all Mingyuan's affairs. You can go out first." Song Cheng sat on the main seat, crossed his legs, glanced at the documents on the table, and said lightly.

Hearing this, Chen Xiang walked out of the office in a hurry. She walked very quickly, as if she was running away.

The fact that Song Sanye came to Mingyuan to sit in charge also caused quite a stir in the company.

All afternoon, all the employees of the company worked very hard, for fear that Mr. Song would get angry and blame them.

When Ye Jianyuan woke up, he saw Ye Shen lying on the bed and taking a nap.

For a moment, his eyes were red and tears flowed down.

It was he who was deeply dragged down.
Ye Shen didn't sleep deeply, so when he heard the movement, he slowly opened his eyes.

"You're awake, let's have some food first." Ye Shen took the boxed lunch on the side table sideways, picked up a spoon, dug a spoonful of rice and handed it to him.

The corners of Ye Jianyuan's mouth were murmured, looking at the spoon in front of him, his eyes turned red.

After a while, he lowered his head and ate the rice in the spoon.

It was very quiet in the ward.

At that time, the sun was shining on them through the window, adding a touch of beauty to them.

Ye Jianyuan didn't like to stay in the hospital, so Ye Shen went through the discharge procedures in the afternoon.

When he got home, Ye Jianyuan went back to his bedroom to rest.

After Ye Shen cleaned the house first, he picked up the recipe and learned to cook.

the other side.

It was night after Song Cheng finished his work.

Although there are too many documents, each document is meticulous and detailed.

It can also be seen that a lot of effort has been spent on Mingyuan.

Standing up and picking up the jacket at the side, Song Cheng strode away from Mingyuan.

Song Cheng did not go back to the old house, but came to Ye Jianyuan's home.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Ye Shen lying asleep on the dining table. Seeing this, Song Cheng changed his shoes and walked forward quietly.

Looking at her sleeping face, Song Cheng's mouth curved into a soft smile.

The next second, he carried Ye Shen back to the master bedroom.

As soon as I put her on the bed, she whispered in my ears: "Ah Cheng, I have something to cook for you, in the kitchen."

Hearing this, Song Cheng was startled.

Then he looked down and saw the blisters on her hands, and he knew it was from learning to cook.

Seeing this, Song Cheng felt distressed in his eyes.

He got up and took the band-aid and iodophor that had been set aside, and took care of the blisters on Ye Shen's hands.

After finishing all this, Song Cheng got up and went to the restaurant.

Looking at the food in front of him, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating slowly.

But just halfway through the meal, his phone suddenly rang in his trouser pocket.

Song Cheng took out his cell phone and looked, it was Song Zhishu's call.

Song Cheng quickly put down his chopsticks and swiped the answer button.

"Mom, what happened to the phone call now?"

Song Zhishu wouldn't call him at night, so he couldn't help being a little anxious, for fear that something might happen to An An.
After all, what happened some time ago is still vivid.

"Ah Cheng, hurry to the hospital as if Jiang Li is going to give birth!"

Hearing this, Song Cheng was taken aback for a moment: "Sister Jiang Li, what is she going to do after giving birth to me? She is not my wife."

For a while, Song Cheng was also confused by Song Zhishu.

"You brat, I want the child to be the first to see you. I've heard that whoever the child sees grows up like whom."

"Come here quickly, don't get inked!"

After the voice fell, Song Zhishu didn't even give Song Cheng a chance to refuse, and hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the beeping sound on the phone, Song Cheng frowned helplessly.

Where did his mother hear this fallacy!
Getting up and putting on his coat, Song Cheng drove straight to the hospital.

It was late at night and there were very few cars on the road, so he arrived at the hospital parking lot in less than 10 minutes.

After parking the car, Song Cheng walked into the hospital according to Song Zhishu's directions.

The elevator stopped on the sixth floor, Song Cheng looked up and saw Song Lin not far away.

Seeing this, he hurried forward.

Song Cheng was the first to see An An who was sleeping soundly in Song Zhiyuan's arms, looking at Song Zhiyuan's slightly tired eyes, Song Cheng stretched out his arms to hug An An.

"Dad, you rest and rest, An An will leave it to me."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyuan nodded in agreement.

Song Cheng looked at Song Lin who was standing by the window without saying a word. He walked to his side, looked at Song Lin's frown, and comforted him concisely: "Don't worry, Sister Jiang Li will be fine."

Hearing this, Song Lin still frowned, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a straight line, forcing himself to calm down.

"Acheng, when Ali pushed in, he was covered in blood."

"At that moment, I thought of Xiaoshen. Three years ago, she was also pushed into the operating room covered in blood."

"I'm so scared, I'm afraid that Ali will also enter the ICU"

Seeing this, Song Cheng stretched out his right hand and patted his shoulder: "Sister A Li won't, you took good care of her throughout the pregnancy."

"Brother, relax."

After the words fell, Song Lin didn't respond.

Song Lin waited late at night until the sky turned white before turning off the red light outside the operating room.

Song Lin was the first to react. Seeing the doctor coming out, he rushed forward and asked anxiously, "Doctor Zhang, is my wife okay?"

"President, don't worry, mother and child are safe."

As soon as these words came out, Song Lin's anxious heart calmed down.

Not long after, Jiang Li came out of the operating room, and Song Lin strode forward to hold her hand.

Seeing Jiang Li's pale face, Song Linmeng's eyes turned red.

"Ali, you have suffered, we will not have children in the future, no more children"

After finishing speaking, a drop of clear tears fell directly on the back of Jiang Li's hand, causing slight ripples.