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

Qin Sang stood up staggeringly with the coffee table, and his vision gradually became clearer. He saw Song Qian who was close in front of him helped Qin Yue up, but her fall seemed awkward and funny.

Her forehead was getting more and more painful. She reached out to touch it, but she felt blood on her hand.

I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, fine and dense soreness, but it doesn't feel like pain, more like the feeling of an old wound that hasn't fully healed.

Although she knew that in Song Qian's heart, she was an insignificant existence compared to Qin Yue, but living another life and being emphasized once again made her feel like that jumping clown.

Ridiculous and sad.

"Sang Sang, your head is broken!" Qin Yue stood up, looked up to see Qin Sang, her tone was full of concern.

On the side, Song Qian looked at Qin Sang who was standing up on his own, and felt a little strange. If it was before, when she was clinging to him, she would have been crying and questioning him, but now, she is just silent.

"I'm fine, just scratched a little bit." Qin Sang pulled two pieces of tissue paper to press the bleeding spot on his forehead, while Qin Yue approached her, looking at the injury with concern.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she could see all the thoughts in her eyes clearly. It seemed that her tense emotions just disappeared in an instant. She finally confirmed that she was much more important than this fiancée. Song Qian would rather reach out to help her than care about her Qin Sang.

"How can you call it okay after bleeding so much?" Qin Yue's words can still be heard with a bit of sincerity.

After this fall, Qin Sang was also a little tired, and didn't want to bother with acting anymore, "It's true that I'm a little dizzy. I haven't had a good rest after working all day."

Qin Yue glanced at Song Qian and smiled slightly, "Then I won't bother you..."

"Then go home, I'll be with you." Qin Sang spoke in a hurry, pulling Qin Yue to leave here.

"This..." Qin Yue looked at Song Qian with some embarrassment, even though she hoped that she would be the one to stay.

"I'll take you out." Song Qian glanced at Qin Yue, opened the entrance door and walked out.

Qin Yue followed Song Qian out and walked into the elevator. She looked at Song Qianyou's profile and said in a low voice, "Agan, I'm going back to China... Did I bother you?"

Song Qian was slightly taken aback, "No."

"When I'm abroad, I always think about the days before, with you, Sangsang, and everything I valued the most," Qin Yue chuckled, feeling a little helpless, "I even feel that those who treated me back then Diagnosis, is not a punishment."

Song Qian looked at her sideways, still as gentle and tender as he remembered, but he couldn't help but think of Qin Sang and her sentence "I won't block your marriage."

Back then, Qin Sauna invested a large sum of money in the precarious Song family, preventing him from going abroad with the seriously ill Qin Yue.

But in the end...he still owed her.

"Agan?" Sensing the man's silence, Qin Yue was a little puzzled.

The elevator door opened, Song Qian suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and went straight out, "Xiao Li, send Miss Qin back to the Qin family."

"Yes."

Qin Yue didn't wait for the answer she wanted. She looked at the back of the man leaving, with dark shadows in her eyes.

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"Damn Song Qian, heartless, stinking man! No wonder he was scolded by the media as a cold-faced nemesis! He deserves it! Whoever meets him is unlucky!" As soon as they went out, Qin Sang's pent-up anger surged out, and he directed at just now Song Qian cursed loudly from where he was sitting.

Cold Noodle Nemesis is the title given to Song Qian by the media in his previous life. No matter what industry he is in, as long as Song Qian is in charge, he is the nemesis of everyone, and he hardly accepts any interviews, so he will be called Cold Noodle Nemesis.

In this life, she really thinks that this nickname is perfect, for a person who can watch his fiancée get hurt and fall without moving, he really deserves the title of cold-faced nemesis!

"Finally can't pretend anymore?" The door behind him opened, and a man's cold and deep voice came.

Qin Sang froze, she didn't expect Song Qian to come back so soon, she turned her head to look, but saw that Song Qian was still expressionless, and instead put on house slippers.

"Why don't you stay with your Bai Yueguang?" Qin Sang couldn't hold back, and said sarcastically, "Bai Yueguang is back, so what's the point of you keeping my canary in a cage?"

Song Qian raised his eyes and glanced at her, the coldness in his eyes deepened.

Qin Sang sneered, stretched out his hand and threw the blood-stained ball of paper on his forehead into the trash can. Song Qian noticed her movement, his brows frowned slightly, and the chill in his eyes faded a bit.

"This is where you and I will live in the future. Before we get married, we will live here temporarily." Song Qian turned around to get the medicine box.

Seeing that Qin Sang walked into the bathroom with ease, Song Qian was taken aback. It seemed that he hadn't introduced the structure of the house to her, and it was probably her first time here.

While cleaning the wound with clean water, Qin Sang raised her voice and said, "Even if it's just a show, I don't have to be so comprehensive. I still have my work to do, so I can't come here every day..."

Qin Sang hadn't finished speaking when she felt a black figure appear by the door, her hands trembled in fright, and blood began to ooze from her forehead that had just been wiped clean.

"Hiss..." She gasped in pain, her raised arm was grasped by a warm big one, she raised her eyes, just in time to bump into his slightly stern black pupils.

Qin Sang was startled, and forgot what he wanted to say.

Suddenly, she felt a softness on her forehead, and her whole body froze.

Song Qian...was actually wiping her wound with cotton!The movement was very gentle, one by one, until the wound stopped bleeding, and then a plaster was applied on it.

This application is like a seal.

All her thoughts were sealed away, and the dense sourness in her heart instantly turned into a puddle of water, and she could even hear her own heartbeat clearly, which became more rapid and stronger.

In the end, the heartbeat seemed to break suddenly, and she suddenly pushed Song Qian who was close at hand.

"Do not touch me."

Qin Sang lowered her eyes, showing no emotion, "In the past, you married me for the Song family, but now, I marry you for the Qin family."

Song Qian stared fixedly at her slender eyelashes, and remained silent.

"You and I, we each get what we need, if you cross the line like this again..."

Song Gan suddenly hooked his lips into a smile, "So what?"

Qin Sang raised her head and met his gaze, her eyes were full of complacency instead of the panic just now, "I should have misunderstood that you cared about me."

Song Qian was taken aback, he didn't expect Qin Sang to say that.

"Otherwise, how can you explain that when you found out about the remarriage, not only were you not angry, but you wanted to set a date immediately?"

"Care about you?" Song Qian sneered, "You and I both know that this is just a formality, let alone..."

He suddenly stretched out his hand to strangle her by the back of the neck, and brought her whole body in front of him. Her earlobe was flushed red with his low and magnetic voice, "Someone wants to marry, why wouldn't I?"