It turns out that I love you

A luxurious commercial vehicle moves forward at a constant speed, and suddenly brakes when passing a T-junction. Although the car stops abruptly, the occupants of the car still sit comfortably and do not make too much movement. The various performances of a good car should not be underestimated.

Wang Yuzhong in the passenger seat first turned to check on Gong Xinuo's situation, and asked with concern: "President Gong, are you alright?"

Gong Xinuo frowned and shook his head.

The other party was a jeep with a dilapidated shell and almost scrapped. Several young men came down like a swarm. The driver with yellow hair and sunglasses pointed at their car in a casual manner: "Hey, get out of the car!" , Hit someone, why hide like a turtle?"

Obviously, Ni Peng realized that they had encountered Pengci.

When Ni Peng drove to the intersection, the green light indicated that there was not much left. With his experience, it should not be a problem to step on the accelerator to cross the intersection.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the journey, a jeep sprang out from the right. He braked quickly and almost collided.

This group of people must have been squatting nearby, waiting for the big fish to take the bait, taking advantage of the time difference between the traffic lights changing, creating an ambiguous situation, and achieving the purpose of extorting compensation.

Ni Peng unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. Wang Yuzhong made a phone call to contact other vehicles. Gong Xinuo had important business to do and couldn't waste time, so he followed Ni Peng to the middle of the two cars.

"What should I do? Lose people, lose the car, or lose money?" The jeep driver tilted his neck and dangled a cigarette, his routine remained the same, and his lines remained the same.

"We didn't run into you at all, what are we going to pay for?" Ni Peng pointed to the distance between the two cars enough for two people to stand.

"I said it was a collision, so it was a collision!" The jeep driver spit out his cigarette, stomped out the cigarette butt, stepped forward and patted the front of the commercial vehicle, and changed his face for discussion. "Driving such a good car, wouldn't it be possible to spend a little money? You are all busy people, and time is money, so you can't afford to waste it. Why don't we keep it private and save trouble. Brother, what do you think?"

Ni Peng has a quick temper, he can't understand his hideous face, and he can't listen to his blackmail tone, so he pulls his arm away and mocks him unceremoniously: "Don't touch it, can you afford to pay for it if you break it?" ?”

The jeep driver was ashamed: "I'm going to touch it today. Believe it or not, if you lose a penny, I will smash your broken car!"

"You..." Ni Peng became angry and started to fight.

The jeep driver seemed to be waiting for this moment, provocatively: "You want to hit someone, come on, hit here, I don't believe you can't kill me today!" He patted his head and stepped forward.

Wang Yuzhong stretched out his arms to block him: "What's the matter with you? Don't be as knowledgeable as they are, Mr. Gong is here. I've already called the police, wait for the police to come."

Ni Peng stepped back indignantly, glaring at these gangsters, if Gong Xinuo hadn't been in the car, and if Wang Yuzhong hadn't stopped him, he really wanted to beat them up.

The traffic police and the police came to the scene of the accident one after the other. Some of the traffic police were in charge of asking the drivers on both sides what had happened, some were in charge of taking pictures of the scene and leaving certificates, and some were in charge of maintaining road order. anyone there?"

"Yes. Our chairman is inside." Wang Yuzhong looked at his watch anxiously. Gong Xinuo needed to meet a very important guest later, so he must not be late.

"Oh." The policeman nodded, habitually thinking that there was a frightened old man in the car. "If this matter belongs to the traffic team, please get off your chairman."

Before Wang Yuzhong could speak, another identical commercial vehicle stopped beside the accident vehicle. Li Ze got out of the vehicle in a hurry. Wang Yuzhong briefly explained to him, and returned to the car to ask Gong Xinuo to change the vehicle.

Wang Yuzhong opened the side door, and Gong Xinuo stood still, looking at the group of hooligans. Among them was a young man with a temperament that seemed out of tune with them. Covering his handsome face with his hands, for fear of being recognized by others, his expression was anxious, as if he was ready to escape at any time.

For some reason, Gong Xinuo subconsciously looked at him a few more times, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Mr. Gong." Wang Yuzhong reminded him seeing him lost in thought. "Get in the car."

In the car, Gong Xinuo instructed Wang Yuzhong to tell him the result of the accident in time.

Wang Yuzhong agreed, but wondered, Gong Xinuo never paid attention to such trivial matters, but cared about this accident, which is really rare.

When Gong Xinuo came home from get off work, Gong Xi rushed over to greet him with open arms: "Dad!"

Gong Xinuo took advantage of the situation and hugged Gong Xi, but Yuan Jingkun was nowhere to be seen. Usually, Yuan Jingkun was the one who greeted him first, and kissed Gong Xi's cheek: "Where's Dad?"

"Father is sick!" Gong Xi hugged Gong Xinuo's neck, pouted, showing a sad expression.

"Huh?" Gong Xinuo was surprised, he was fine when he was sent away in the morning, how could he be sick when he was sick?

Mrs. Qin came over and explained: "Mr. Yuan seems to have a cold. He hasn't eaten all day, and he hasn't come downstairs. I said to go to the hospital, but he said no. You can eat now."

Gong Xinuo handed Gong Xi to Jing Jianye and told them to eat first.

Upstairs, into the bedroom, before changing clothes, put down the briefcase, approached the bed, Yuan Jingkun was half lying on the pillow with his eyes closed, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his cheekbones were flushed, his lips were pale, and the quilt was covered up to his waist , clutching a tissue in his hand, seemingly asleep.

Gong Xinuo put his hand on his forehead, feeling the heat, took out the crumpled tissue in his hand, and gently shook his arm: "Baby, baby..."

Yuan Jingkun slowly opened his eyes, his whole body was dry|hot, his limbs were sore, his eyelids were heavy, his throat was dry, his nose was stuffy and his ears were ringing. He felt so uncomfortable. He moved with difficulty, changed his posture, and said hoarsely: "Are you back?"

"Well, what's wrong? Have you taken your medicine? Let's go to the hospital." Gong Xinuo picked up the cold medicine placed on the bedside table, looked at it, and touched the cold glass of water.

"I've had it. I'm fine. I have a slight cold. I'll be fine after a night of sleep. Go and change your clothes and eat, stay away from me, and don't infect you." Yuan Jingkun pushed him weakly, his pale face floating. A shallow smile.

Gong Xinuo took off his coat, untied his tie, hugged him from behind, wrapped his arms around him, and prevented him from struggling. Yuan Jingkun, who was ill, had no strength, so he pushed and shoved a few times symbolically, and finally collapsed on him. arms.

Yuan Jingkun was in a daze all day long, with pain all over his body, and he didn't want to disturb Gong Xinuo, and was afraid of infecting Gong Xi and Jing Jianye. The two of them had the lowest resistance, so they didn't dare to leave the bedroom. Dare to let them both in.

Gong Xi was unhappy because of this, she pouted, and refused to eat obediently. Jing Jianye coaxed her for a long time, and then her mood improved.

Yuan Jingkun tossed and turned on the bed, couldn't sleep well, drank cold medicine, but it didn't work well, and didn't have an appetite to eat, and sat weakly for the time, anxiously waiting for Gong Xinuo to get off work.

"Why didn't you call me? Silly baby!" Gong Xinuo scolded.

"It's just a small cold." Yuan Jingkun closed his eyes again, and his illness seemed to be slightly relieved in Gong Xinuo's arms, and he felt a little comfortable.

"Is it..." Gong Xinuo whispered with his lips close to his ear.Gong Xinuo thought that he did too hard last night and hurt him. The intensity of the exercise was too high, and he didn't clean up and change in time after finishing. It was cold at night and he would definitely catch a cold from the wind. No wonder he would get sick.Finally, Gong Xinuo said in a softer voice. "Let me see there, okay?"

Yuan Jingkun's face became even more flushed after hearing this, and he pinched his fingers, showing shame: "No, it's not because of this! Cough...cough cough...cough..." I was anxious, and couldn't help coughing wildly .

Gong Xinuo followed his back: "Okay, don't look at it. Then let Le Fan take a look, okay?"

Yuan Jingkun took out a tissue and covered his mouth: "I already said it was a cold, don't you need to work?"

"No, I'm afraid..." Gong Xinuo didn't say what he said later, Yuan Jingkun should understand what he meant, the last time she was pregnant, she also had a cold, and she was bitten by a snake for three years and was afraid of well ropes, Gong Xinuo was worried History will repeat itself this time.

Yuan Jingkun understood what he was thinking, and nodded: "Well, it's too late today, let's do it tomorrow morning. Cough...cough...cough..." Wait until the cough stops. "Tell me, what if it happens?"

Gong Xinuo smoothed his heaving chest: "What should I do?"

Yuan Jingkun sighed, sometimes he really doesn't understand Gong Xinuo's thoughts, whether he wants a child or not, why can't his ambiguous attitude make him worry about gains and losses?

Gong Xinuo made a bowl of hot noodle soup while Yuan Jingkun was asleep. Yuan Jingkun ate a few mouthfuls, but it was really hard to swallow. Gong Xinuo didn't force him, Yuan Jingkun didn't dare to take cold medicine anymore.

In the middle of the night, Yuan Jingkun kept coughing, and Gong Xinuo almost had no sleep all night, holding him in his arms, Yuan Jingkun was in a daze, half asleep and half awake all night.

Xia Lefan received a call from Gong Xinuo, arranged the hospital work, and rushed to the villa.

After examination, Yuan Jingkun was only suffering from a common cold caused by internal heat, and there was no serious problem, and there was no result that Gong Xinuo was worried about.

Yuan Jingkun fell asleep while on the IV, and Gong Xinuo insisted on sending Xia Lefan back to the hospital.

On the way, Xia Lefan heard about Yuan Jingkun's resignation, and kindly reminded Gong Xinuo that he should ease his mood. Too much pressure can easily lead to a decrease in resistance and immunity. Yuan Jingkun is too worried, which is not good.

Gong Xinuo remained silent, and had other plans in mind.

For two consecutive days, Yuan Jingkun received infusions in the morning and evening. Yuan Jingkun insisted on taking medicine and eating actively, and his cold symptoms gradually improved.

Gong Xinuo took a break from work and concentrated on staying at home with him to recuperate from his illness, staying close to him, feeding him with water, feeding him, washing his body, taking care of Gong Xi and Jing Jianye. Give it a verbal compliment.

On weekends, Zhou Yingjun and Song Yeyang came to visit.

Yuan Jingkun hadn't woken up yet. Hearing that he had a bad appetite recently, Song Yeyang went straight to the kitchen, took out the specially made secret broth, and prepared to make some light and delicious wonton soup for him.

Zhou Yingjun and Gong Xinuo were smoking on the terrace, Zhou Yingjun smacked the cigarette holder: "Young Mistress is not in good health, it's not good to be sick all the time, you should find him a Chinese medicine doctor to recuperate."

"En." Gong Xinuo was thinking about it, the cigarette was sandwiched between his fingers, and it was slowly burning.

Zhou Yingjun looked inside: "Hey, why don't you see the old man and Yuanyuan?" Looking at his watch, it was just after nine o'clock. "Did we come too early and haven't woken up yet?"

"No." Gong Xinuo snuffed out the unsmoked cigarette. "Go for a walk in the little garden."

Can't help but mutter, the door was opened, Gong Xi took Jing Jianye's hand and came in, Gong Xi walked in front of Jing Jianye, arranged the slippers for Jing Jianye obediently, opened the folding chair, patted the canvas chair surface, signaled Jing Jianye Ye sits and changes shoes.

After Gong Xi changed into her slippers, she quietly waited for Jing Jianye, who moved slowly, and put Jing Jianye's leather shoes into the shoe cabinet. When Jing Jianye stood up, she rushed to put away the folding chair again. A set of procedures was completed, and she breathed a sigh of relief. , smilingly took Jing Jianye's hand and walked towards the living room.

Seeing them coming back, Zhou Yingjun pushed open the sliding door out of politeness and wanted to go out to say hello to Jing Jianye. Gong Xinuo grabbed him, closed the door, and pointed to the cigarette in his hand. Zhou Yingjun quickly extinguished the cigarette. Gong Xinuo waved the smoke away.

Zhou Yingjun helped fan: "Oh yes, your home is now a non-smoking area."

Zhou Yingjun greeted him respectfully, Jing Jianye nodded to him, and didn't talk much. Jing Jianye didn't like to get in touch with Gong Xinuo's friends too much. Firstly, he was afraid that Gong Xinuo would be unhappy. For entertainment, put the morning newspaper on the bottom of the coffee table and go back to the room to rest.

Zhou Yingjun picked up Gong Xi, kissed the little girl's left cheek, then kissed the little girl's right cheek, and rubbed his bearded chin against the little girl's delicate skin, making Gong Xi giggle non-stop, and went out to sea halfway. Yue, I miss Song Yeyang the most, followed by Gong Xi.

Song Yeyang came to the bedroom with colored, fragrant and appetizing wonton soup. He opened the door with his elbow sideways. There were quilts scattered on the bed, but Yuan Jingkun was nowhere to be seen.

Yuan Jingkun was wearing a light blue cotton pajamas coat and a gray cardigan. He stood silently in front of the window, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance. The golden sunlight cast a delicate outline on his face, with an elegant and quiet expression. Eyelashes blinked slightly, hands wrapped tightly around the sweater, hugging his chest.

Song Yeyang stopped where he was, looked at him for a moment, and made the sound of slippers rubbing the floor. He placed the porcelain bowls and small plates in the tray on the round table. You have to ask three times and give way four times."

"Yeah, when did you come?" Yuan Jingkun turned around, walked to the table, and sat in the bamboo chair.

"Just came here, is your cold better?" Song Yeyang saw that his complexion was still not good, it seemed that the illness was not cured quickly.

Yuan Jingkun leaned over and smelled the aroma of the wonton soup: "It's much better! It smells so good, Lao Zhou didn't come?"

Song Yeyang pushed the mixed vegetables in the small dish towards him: "Here, it's downstairs. I didn't see it, you're quite temperamental, and you'd even get sick because of this little thing."

Yuan Jingkun had hot wonton stuffed in his mouth, but he didn't speak, and retorted vaguely: "Who said I got sick because of this?"

"Okay, no, no! Eat slowly, don't burn it!" Song Yeyang watched him drink the soup and concluded. "The combination of all your good qualities fully shows that you can only be a good husband and a good father! Therefore, you should take the burden of taking care of your family down-to-earth!"

Yuan Jingkun almost spat out the soup, holding the spoon in the air: "Old Song, are you here to visit me or to tease me?"

Song Yeyang smiled: "Look, look, it's not enough to comfort you!"

There was a knock on the door outside, Zhou Yingjun's voice: "Can you come in?"

After all, it is the private space of the young couple. Zhou Yingjun thinks it is necessary to ask the owner for permission, not to mention that Yuan Jingkun is sick in bed, which may be inconvenient.

"Please come in." Yuan Jingkun stroked his fluffy hair and fastened the button of the sweater.

Gong Xinuo accompanied Zhou Yingjun in. Zhou Yingjun visited the overall layout of the bedroom. The unique wooden floor under the window caught his attention. Let me tell you, I can't see that you are still a child at heart, young master!

Zhou Yingjun turned around in a circle, facing the smiling Yuan Jingkun: "Young mistress is always smiling, how wonderful." Then he turned to Gong Xinuo, deliberately challenging, "You don't even want to invite us to stay here if you move. Ah, stingy!"

Yuan Jingkun explained first: "It's not that I don't want to invite you, the house hasn't been cleaned up yet, Xinuo is busy, and there is really no time. Another day, we must treat guests and have a good get-together."

"Hey! Look, I haven't said anything yet, the young mistress is so protective! He won't invite me, and I can't eat him! Why are you nervous?" Zhou Yingjun deliberately made fun of them.

Yuan Jingkun couldn't help being teased, and blushed: "I'm so nervous, why don't I explain this to you."

"Okay, you eat first, eat more wontons and less soup, and you have to eat lunch, let's go down first." Song Yeyang told Yuan Jingkun to wait for them with Zhou Yingjun in the living room.

Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun were left. Gong Xinuo sat in the chair, Yuan Jingkun sat in his arms, feeding each other wontons, eating and making noise, folding quilts and changing clothes, and came down just before lunch.

Zhou Yingjun and Song Yeyang got up and said goodbye after lunch. Yuan Jingkun's body has not fully recovered and he needs to rest, so it is not appropriate to disturb him too much.

After waking up from a nap, Yuan Jingkun felt hungry and wanted to eat fried rice with eggs.

Gong Xinuo simply took the whole family to the restaurant for dinner. After returning, Yuan Jingkun's condition recurred, with some nasal congestion, which was not serious. He took medicine and improved.

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