Life With You

Ren Lina was upset. When she heard this, she frowned and said, I haven't asked you yet, what's going on between you and that Ling Yue?

Qiao Aiwen replied without changing her expression: I told you, I like him.

Ren Lina's face turned even worse: You have been abroad, how could you know the doctors from Xiehe?

Qiao Aiwen suddenly raised the corners of her lips, and replied in a tone that was half teasing and half provocative: I don't believe it myself. He works in the largest and best public hospital in the United States. His position is equivalent to a deputy director in China. I don't know his annual salary. , but I heard that in order to keep him, the local hospital offered conditions equivalent to buying a 300-square-meter house in the Second Ring Road of Night City. I asked why I couldn't contact him recently. It turns out he has returned to China.

After hearing this, Ren Lina's face softened a little, but her brows were still furrowed: So he is really capable. What does his family do?

Qiao Aiwen raised her eyelids and said disgustedly: I went for his people, not for his family. Does his family condition have anything to do with me?

After saying that, she immediately added: Do you think what I just said was a calculation of his worth? I want to tell you that he is very capable! He can obviously make a living based on his face, but others have to rely on his talent.

It is said that a daughter is her mother’s close-fitting little cotton-padded jacket, but Qiao Aiwen is Ren Lina’s ripped jeans, or her ripped jeans in the cold winter months.

Every word she said could hit Ren Lina's lungs.

Ren Lina was so angry that she took a deep breath, and then said: That's not okay! Didn't you hear Shanshan say that he is in love with Song Xi?

Qiao Aiwen lowered her face and sneered: Do you believe what she said?

As she spoke, she walked towards the door, and Ren Lina asked, Where are you going?

Qiao Aiwen lowered her head to put on her boots and said without looking back: Go and verify whether Ling Yue and Song Xi are related.

Ren Lina couldn't control her and could only let the door open and close.

At the hospital, Ling Yue was looking through medical records in the office to prepare for tomorrow morning's surgery. The door rang and he said, Please come in.

When the door opened, Ling Yue raised his eyes, his expression changed involuntarily, and he stared at the person opposite him without blinking.

The woman wears a long black cashmere windbreaker, tied up with a belt at the waist, revealing a pair of leather boots underneath. The BVLGARI snakehead bag on her body is also black. She has a gloomy face, as if given a pair of leather gloves, she can be a German Mafia.

Looking at Ling Yue without blinking, the woman entered the house, closed the door, and locked it, all without batting an eyelid.

Seeing her locking the door, Ling Yue frowned slightly.

The woman walked up to him, hooked her left leg over the chair, sat down, and took her hands out of her coat pockets, not to mention she was actually wearing a pair of black leather gloves.

She took off her gloves and threw them lightly on the table. There was a lot of resentment on her heroic and beautiful face, and her red lips opened: It's really you.

Ling Yue looked at the woman in front of him, suppressed the surprise in his eyes, and asked aloud: Why are you here?

Qiao Aiwen said: I should be the one asking you this.

Ling Yue said calmly: This is where I work.

Qiao Aiwen's gaze was unblinking, locked on his face like a tracker, and she said with a sullen face: I called you, why didn't you answer?

Ling Yue's expression remained unchanged: Blocked.

Qiao Aiwen frowned and became furious instantly: Ling Yue!

Ling Yue said calmly: I told you very clearly when I was in the United States, don't chase me. I don't like you and I won't fall in love with you. Even if you chase me here, I will still say the same thing. Yes, China is no better than abroad, and I don’t want anyone to gossip about it, which will do no good to you or me.”

Qiao Aiwen still stared at him intently: Are you done?

Ling Yue was silent, and her red lips parted: If you want to return to China, I won't stop you, but can you at least let me know about it? Do you know that I have called you hundreds of times recently? The hospital in the United States refused to say where you went, so I thought something had happened to you!

She held back her sadness and her voice was steady, but the moisture in her eyes revealed the true worry in her heart.

A slight hint of embarrassment and soft-heartedness quickly passed through Ling Yue's eyes, but he soon returned to normal. He was serious, but his face was not cold enough. There were stars in his eyes, bright and bright, always shining.

However, the seemingly gentle man's words turned out to be full of trouble. He said, Thank you for worrying about you, but our relationship is not even considered as a friend. I don't need to say hello to you wherever I go.

Qiao Aiwen looked at him, then suddenly smiled and looked away after a few seconds. Ling Yue thought she was laughing in anger, it would be best to make her angry once and for all and never look back.

But Qiao Aiwen smiled, looked at him sideways and said, It's so good...it's still the original recipe.

Ling Yue looked at her to make sure she wasn't mad.

Qiao Aiwen put one hand on the edge of the table, supported her chin, looked at Ling Yue's face blatantly, and said happily: In the United States, you used English to defeat me, and when you came back to China, you used Chinese to defeat me. Well, I found that you speak Chinese better than you speak English. It sounds good, please say a few more words.

If this were done in ancient times, it would be a naked gangster, teasing good men and women!

Ling Yue had no expression on his face and replied coldly: Didn't your parents teach you what it means to be reserved?

Hearing this, the smile on Qiao Aiwen's face slowly and inch by inch retracted, and she lowered her lips. She looked at Ling Yue and whispered: My father passed away two months ago, but he also died during his lifetime. You never taught me what it means to be reserved.”

When she said the latter sentence, she tried her best to raise the corners of her lips, but her eyes instantly turned red.

Ling Yue looked at her, not knowing whether her words were true or false.

When he was working in the United States, he accidentally saved Qiao Aiwen's friend who had a heart attack. At that time, Qiao Aiwen sent the patient to the hospital. He was just doing his duty, treating illnesses and saving people, but somehow he ended up recruiting someone who couldn't be sent away. The female enchantress would run to the hospital whenever she had nothing to do. It must be said that her focus on saving people was particularly charming.

He made it clear that he did not want to develop further, but Qiao Aiwen was very naughty and tried all kinds of tricks to get a conversation with him. She even pretended to have a heart attack, which scared him so much that he picked her up and rushed to the emergency room. Later, when he found out that she was lying, he was so angry that he didn't say a word to her for a week. It was only after she wrote a 3,000-word apology letter that he finally calmed down.

It was not only her habit to come to his place of work to check in, but also the habit of all outsiders in American hospitals. Then, for some reason, she suddenly disappeared. The colleagues around her were all expecting her to appear. Only Ling Yue was as motionless as a clock. He didn't He likes this kind of chasing game, and hates other people playing psychological warfare with him.

So he simply blocked Qiao Aiwen. If he didn't have any expectations... he wouldn't miss her.

Now the two of them have reunited in China, sitting face to face. Occasionally, for a moment, Ling Yue will be in a trance and still be in the United States.

Looking at Qiao Aiwen, whose eyes were red, he was silent for a long time, then opened his thin lips: My condolences.

Qiao Aiwen said: I can't help it. I called you when I was most sad. It's okay if you don't answer my call. You even blocked me and apologized to me.

She looked at him arrogantly and coquettishly, Ling Yue's eyes showed a hint of helplessness, she thought he had softened, but he replied: I don't want to say it so bluntly, but if you act like this, will my girlfriend know? Happy, she’s not happy, and I’m not happy either.”