Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

When he came to the door of the ward, after hesitating for a long time, Song Cheng slowly opened the door, feeling even more excited and nervous.

In the next second, Ye Shen was sitting on the hospital bed with a smile on his brows.

Geng Fan took the doctor out of the ward with a wink.

Soon, there were only the two of them left in the ward.

Song Cheng walked forward slowly and held her delicate hand, his originally gloomy eyes were full of shock and joy.

"Are you awake?" The hoarse voice fell, with a hint of daze and uncertainty in his tone.

Hearing this, Ye Shen nodded slowly, she raised her hand to brush his black hair, and smiled softly with her lips: "I'm really awake."

For the entire ten days, Song Cheng never had a good night's sleep, and whenever the night was quiet, he was even more worried, he was afraid that his lover would never wake up again.
Fortunately, she woke up.

Song Cheng covered his face in her palm and said nothing for a long time, as if trying to calm down.

But Ye Shen found something passing by her palm, and her heart trembled slightly.

He cried.

The next moment, Ye Shen held him in his arms, his voice choked up slightly: "Ah Cheng, I'm sorry, I made you worry."

She apologized to him for being inconsiderate.

Song Cheng raised his hand to brush her hair, came out of her arms, and gently brushed the tears on her face.

"Shen Shen, I didn't protect you well, don't blame yourself."

In an instant, the two looked at each other.

The eyes of the two were full of lingering tenderness.

Song Cheng let her lean on the hospital bed, then took the traditional Chinese medicine at the side, and fed her to drink.

Ye Shen was very obedient and obediently drank the Chinese medicine in the bowl.

"Ah Cheng, go out for a walk with me, I'm a little bored."

Seeing the expectation in Ye Shen's eyes, he nodded in agreement.

After all, she slept in this ward for ten days, so she should go out for a walk.

Thinking of this, Song Cheng pushed a wheelchair over.

Ye Shen got off the bed slowly and sat on the wheelchair. He pushed her and left the ward.

The two didn't go far, they just basked in the sun in the small garden in front of the hospital.

It was the afternoon at this time, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on them generously, adding a touch of tenderness.

"Ah Cheng, how is Qiu Shuaidong?"

Since Ye Shen woke up, this was the first time she mentioned Qiu Shuaidong.

Song Cheng's eyes were gloomy, and his face was slightly stern. After a long time, he said, "I'm imprisoned."

Although it was a soft-spoken sentence, Ye Shen knew that Qiu Shuaidong would not have an easy time, and he must have been punished already.

The next second, she held Song Cheng's hand.

"For me, let him go."

Suddenly, the corners of Song Cheng's lips were drawn into a straight line, his eyes were filled with gloom, and he shook off her hand.

"No."

"He treats you like this, you want me to let him go? Ye Shen, I'm not a bodhisattva."

Ye Shen smiled softly, ignoring his objection, and put his arms around his shoulders.

"Ah Cheng, I'm not a bodhisattva. Qiu Shuaidong must have had a hard time in the past ten days, and you didn't let him go, right? Since you've already avenged me, it's all right, isn't it?"

"If you insist on continuing to torture him, I'm afraid something will happen to you."

As soon as she woke up today, she learned from Geng Fan that he had returned to the old house.

She has been in the officialdom for many years, so she naturally knows that Qiu Ming is not a good person, even if they are right about this matter, if Qiu Shuaidong is not handed over for a long time, the Qiu family will definitely not let it go, and will definitely trip up the Song family secretly.

After all, the Qiu family only had Qiu Shuaidong as his only son.

She didn't want the Song family to worry about this matter.

Song Cheng didn't respond to Ye Shen's words, but a coldness flashed in his eyes.

Helplessly, Ye Shen's fair face was full of cold beauty.

"Song Cheng, do you know why I accepted Qiu Shuaidong's invitation that day?"

Hearing this, Song Cheng looked up at her.

"That day you sent a WeChat message saying that you were going on a business trip, but you were actually lying to me, right? Qiu Shuaidong was secretly tripping you up, right?"

Looking at Ye Shen's eyes, Song Cheng was speechless for a long time.

"Although I don't know what Qiu Shuaidong did behind the scenes, I think it must be something serious, so I want to know about you through Qiu Shuaidong. I know Qiu Shuaidong is not a good person. It's just an excuse, but it's actually about revenge."

"But I went anyway because I was worried about you."

"At the last moment, I clearly had the opportunity to assassinate Qiu Shuaidong, but I didn't do it because I knew that I was going to hurt him, and the Qiu family would blame you for this. I don't want to be a burden to you. I don't even want to make the Song family and the Qiu family turn against each other because of me."

"So at the last moment, I stabbed myself, because I knew that no matter whether I survived or not, the Qiu family would not trip you up, and they would feel sorry for it."

"Song Cheng, now that I'm awake, let's turn this matter over."

After finishing speaking, Song Cheng's eyes rolled darkly, and his throat was hard.

He didn't know that Shen Shen was so considerate for him.
"Okay, I promise to let him go."

"For you."

After a long time, Song Cheng spoke.

Hearing this, Ye Shen rolled his lips into a smile and held his hand.

"It's windy, let's go back."

Ye Shen sneezed inexplicably as the breeze blew past.

Seeing this, a look of worry appeared on Song Cheng's face, and he pushed her back to the ward.

It was already afternoon, and Ye Shen just lay on the bed when his stomach started to growl.

For a moment, Ye Shen's face flushed red.

The corner of Song Cheng's mouth curled slightly, and he fondled her little head: "I'll cook for you."

Song Cheng left, and the ward became quiet again.

She was lying on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling above her head in a daze.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Ye Shen was quite puzzled, who would come here at this time?
"Please come in." After gathering his thoughts, Ye Shen said.

It was none other than Song Zhishu who came.

Song Cheng's mother.

Seeing the person coming, Ye Shen wanted to get up to greet him, but accidentally pulled the wound, causing her to frown in pain. She had no choice but to lie on the bed.

"Recover well, don't get up."

Song Zhishu saw this scene and said.

Hearing this, Ye Shen nodded in agreement.

Song Zhishu was sitting on a chair beside her, with an elegant posture, although her face was cold, but with her demeanor and delicate eyebrows, it was not difficult to see that she must have been a beauty in the past.

"Auntie, what's the matter with you this time?"

Ye Shen was the first to ask. Although this was only the second time she met Song Zhishu, she understood that Song Zhishu would not come to visit her specially.

Song Zhishu didn't have much flutter on his face, as if he had predicted Ye Shen's question a long time ago.

"I came this time to thank you for enlightening Song Cheng so that he can let Qiu Shuaidong go."

"Secondly, I want you to divorce Song Cheng."

After the words fell, the corners of Ye Shen's mouth curled up slightly, not surprisingly.

"Auntie, forgive me for not allowing you to divorce Song Cheng."

For a moment, the eyes of the two met, and an undercurrent surged.