Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

It's not that Song Wenjing is restricted in foreign markets, but that this time she used the name of Yusheng Jewelry to discuss cooperation.

The first thing everyone judges is Yusheng Jewelry.

The two returned to the hotel. Shi Sheng took a bath in the bathtub. He checked on his mobile phone to see if there were any other cost-effective companies. He felt sleepy coming over him and fell asleep while soaking in the bathtub.

When he woke up again, he was awakened by Song Wenjing's furious voice.

"Shi Sheng! Don't you know you are pregnant? How dare you fall asleep in the bathtub? What if you drown if I don't come in?"

She felt her body light up in a daze, and was immediately fished out of the bathtub by the man.

Shi Sheng subconsciously hugged the man's neck and breathed slightly. Later, he realized that he was naked and screamed: "Ah - Song Wenjing, you bastard! Put me down!"

Song Wenjing felt like her ears were going deaf when she howled out.

He frowned, put her on the bed, wrapped her in a towel, and wiped her body.

At that time, Shi Sheng's cheeks were so red that he was about to bleed.

Even in the years of marriage, she had never been so naked in front of him.

She twitched the corner of her mouth fiercely and reached out to take away the bath towel in his hand: "I can do it myself."

After she wrapped herself tightly, she felt a little safer. She couldn't help sneezing and asked, "How did you come into my room?"

"I asked you to have dinner, but you didn't answer the phone or knock on the door, so I asked the staff to open the door for me."

Song Wenjing curled her lips and spoke in a dangerous tone: "Shi Sheng, you really don't take yourself seriously at all."

When he entered the bathroom and saw half of Shi Sheng's face almost sliding into the water, his heart skipped a beat.

In the past, Shi Sheng would have retorted one or two words, but today she felt inexplicably guilty and could only purse her lips and look away.

Song Wenjing snorted.

Shi Sheng coughed and said, "Can I still eat?"

It was better to drop the subject quickly, otherwise he might keep nagging him until tomorrow morning.

But the fact is that the next day, Shi Sheng caught a cold. She couldn't take cold medicine while pregnant. After going to the hospital, the doctor gave her the only plan she could endure.

This made Song Wenjing anxious.

How uncomfortable would it be to resist without taking medicine?

All he could do was to physically cool her down, stay by her bedside all night, wipe her sweat from the heat, ask the hotel staff to prepare light food and feed it to her bite by bite.

Shi Sheng was in a daze due to fever, and his voice was hoarse: "You don't need to take care of me, just come here Su Xuan, we still have work to deal with."

Song Wenjing frowned: "Work is not as important as you. I have already arranged it, so don't worry about it."

When was it, she was still thinking about work. Why didn't she know that she was so enterprising before?

Shi Sheng half-opened his eyes, and his voice was hoarse and weak: "I mean, I saw you when you were sick, and I felt that you were getting worse."

The corners of Song Wenjing's lips turned into a thin line, and she whispered softly: "I am the only one here now. Su Xian is busy with work. She is very busy and has no time to take care of you."

He sighed helplessly and distressedly, leaned down and put his forehead against Shi Sheng's to feel the warmth of her body.

He was too close, and their breaths mingled with each other, making Shi Sheng blush. He was probably having a fever, but he couldn't tell.

Shi Sheng looked at him deeply: "Whatever you want."

She closed her eyes to rest, and then lay in bed for two days before the fever subsided. Only then did Shi Sheng notice that the beard on Song Wenjing's face had grown out, and there was some exquisite decadence, which seemed to have been completely absent in the past few days. have a good rest.

Shi Sheng muttered: "Thank you very much these days."

Song Wenjing deliberately approached her: "I didn't hear what you said."

Shi Sheng couldn't help but stepped hard on his instep: "Do you hear it clearly now?"

Song Wenjing retracted her foot in pain and gave her a reproachful look.

Shi Sheng ate bland porridge for a few days. After recovering from his illness, he went to the cafeteria and ordered a small hot pot. While eating, he asked Su Umbrella how he was doing recently.

Su Xuan handed her the prepared company introduction and said: "At present, these companies are not as influential as Kano and the last one. If you want to cooperate with these companies, you may have to spend more money on publicity. Great effort.”

Shi Sheng was eating and watching, and her eyes finally lit up on a company specializing in Chinese-style design.