After the divorce, the CEO begged me to get back together

There is still no answer as to which side An Yu is from.

The current situation could no longer tolerate Qin Sang's hesitation in judgment.

"Brother, don't forget that we just got rid of the eyeliner of the Hong family."

Qin Sang said to Qin Yang sternly.

"Are you worried that the Hong family will retaliate?"

Seeing what Qin Sang said, Qin Yang put away his smiling face and looked at Qin Sang seriously.

"Even if Hong Yuchen cooperates with us, it is impossible for him to keep an eye on Hong Jingtian's movements all the time. We have to be careful."

Qin Sang looked at Qin Yang seriously.

She now suspects that her father in the previous life did not die simply because of illness. According to Jiang Xian, although Qin Zhongsen's health was not very good, it would not suddenly deteriorate to the point of acute illness.

But she is not sure which side is targeting the Qin family.

The enemy is in the dark, but she is in the light. This feeling makes Qin Sang feel a chill down his back.

Qin Yang and Qin Fei looked at each other with serious expressions.

Although Qin Zhongsen had asked Qin Yang to take over Sheng Sen, to be honest, Qin Yang had never been exposed to real business wars, so he was not aware of the seriousness of the problem.

"Now is a society ruled by law, the Hong family would not dare."

Qin Yang hesitated for a while, then spoke.

"Brother, you are too naive."

Qin Sang frowned and stared at the boiling soup in front of her eyes.

"All in all, you should be careful about the company's people and things. The second brother will take care of the family more. The Hong family will definitely take action recently."

Poured the boiled Chinese medicine into a bowl, Qin Sang instructed her two elder brothers, and sent the medicine to Qin Zhongsen's room.

"Dad, I've taken the medicine."

Qin Sang opened the door and saw Qin Zhongsen leaning on the chair with his eyes closed to rest, and when he heard Qin Sang's voice, he opened his eyes and looked over with a smile.

"Be careful, you can leave the matter of boiling the medicine to Aunt Lin, why do you really do it yourself?"

Seeing that Qin Sang pinched her earlobe with his hands after being burned, Qin Zhongsen complained to her with some distress.

"No, I don't feel relieved to give this medicine to anyone, so I'll do it myself."

"You child, why are you suspicious recently? Don't worry about me. You are about to have a wedding. Have you chosen your wedding dress?"

Qin Zhongsen shook his head helplessly, picked up the medicine and blew on it.

"It turns out that uncle and I think the same, so let's choose today."

Song Qian's voice suddenly came from behind, and when Qin Sang turned around, he saw Song Qian standing at the door with a smile.

"How did you come?"

Qin Sang was a little surprised.

"I asked him to come. I don't think you care about the wedding at all. You have to be rushed after you."

Qin Zhongsen smiled and beckoned Song Qian to come in.

Qin Sang never thought that Qin Zhongsen would call Song Qian to his home because of this kind of thing, feeling a little helpless.

"Dad, I will take care of my own affairs."

Qin Zhongsen took a sip of the medicine and frowned in pain.

"Now I don't care about the company's affairs. It's hard for you to let me stay at home. I can't worry about my precious daughter's marriage."

"How about having Meng Lan design your wedding dress?"

Song Qian looked at Qin Sang with a smile.

"Three sisters..."

Qin Sang had completely forgotten about the wedding dress. Recently, there were too many unexpected situations that made her anxious, and she couldn't concentrate on these matters at all.

But Qin Sang knew in her heart that she might be consciously avoiding the marriage contract with Song Qian. Marriage is a major event in life, how could she just forget it.

"I've already asked her to make a tailor for you today. You can discuss with her about the style you want."

Song Qian stretched out his hand to Qin Sang.

"Let's go."

Qin Sang hesitated for a moment, then heard Qin Zhongsen urging.

"Go quickly."

"Got it, you're about to drink the medicine."

Qin Sang agreed, dumbfounded.

Qin Zhongsen drank the rest of the medicine in one go, frowned and waved to Qin Sang to signal her to leave quickly. Qin Sang had no choice but to leave with Song Qian.

Sitting in Song Qian's car, Song Qian held Qin Sang's hand very naturally.

Qin Sang glanced at Song Qian, but didn't speak.

Song Qian didn't take it seriously, but just played with Qin Sang's fingers silently.

The car was eerily quiet, Qin Sang held back for a while, but still couldn't hold back, he pulled his hand back.

Song Qian refused to let go, and firmly held Qin Sang's hand.

"What are you doing!"

Qin Sang tugged a few times without withdrawing, and glared at Song Qian.

"Oh, finally talk to me, I thought you were dumb."

Song Qian pretended to be surprised and said.

"Tsk..."

Qin Sang couldn't help but slander him because he didn't realize that this person was a bit cheap before.

Seeing Qin Sang's resentful face, Song Qian secretly smiled, this appearance is a bit similar to Qin Sang before.

In the past, Qin Sang would often rush to him in front of him to give him food or tell a bad joke, and Qin Sang would often show this expression when he didn't respond.

"Sometimes you really don't know what you're thinking."

Song Qian sighed and said, Qin Sang was stunned when he heard this sentence, but his mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

About nine out of ten of the things she thinks, she can't tell Song Qian.

When they arrived at Meng Lan's studio, Meng Lan stood at the door waiting for them.

"Come on."

Meng Lan greeted Qin Sang with a gentle smile.

"Sister-in-law three."

Still very happy to see Meng Lan and Qin Sang, she walked over quickly and took Meng Lan's hand.

Song Qian followed behind Qin Sang slowly, and nodded to Meng Lan.

"Come in, I didn't expect you to ask me to design your wedding dress. I have to be serious this time."

"I've been too busy recently to take care of this matter."

Qin Sang smiled wryly, took Meng Lan's arm, and the three walked into Meng Lan's studio together.

"I happened to be in the fabric market when Song Qian contacted me yesterday, and I brought back a few bolts of fabric by the way."

Meng Lan shook off some pieces of cloth and wrapped them around Qin Sang's body.

"I feel that white is not suitable for you... maybe pearl white is better?"

Meng Lan said to herself while looking at Qin Sang.

Qin Sang was being played around by Meng Lan like a tool man, and she was a little dizzy for a while.

"Wait, wait, I'm dizzy, it makes me want to vomit."

After 20 minutes, Qin Sang couldn't take it anymore, and grabbed Meng Lan's hand to beg for mercy.

"Why do you always want to vomit? I thought you were pregnant before I knew it."

Meng Lan supported Qin Sang dissatisfied.

When Qin Sang heard these words, his body froze, and he grabbed Meng Lan's arm suddenly.

"Hey, you stopped, Song Qian, why don't you come over and give me a helping hand."

Meng Lan thought that Qin Sang was really going to fall, so she asked Song Qian for help.

"What's the matter, Sangsang, are you feeling unwell again?"

Before Meng Lan finished speaking, Song Qian hugged Qin Sang from behind.

Seeing that the relationship between the two seemed to be different from before, Meng Lan's eyes flickered, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she silently took two steps back.

"I am fine."

Qin Sang explained in a panic.

Song Qian only thought that she was embarrassed, and he didn't force it too much. He just put his arms around Qin Sang and let her sit on the sofa.

"If you're so careful, you won't be really pregnant, right?"

Meng Lan couldn't help teasing the two of them.

Song Qian looked at Meng Lan helplessly, but didn't notice that Qin Sang's face was getting paler.