maternity hospital

Ouyang ate this meal in an unusually silent manner, but He Quan was eloquent, chattering all over the place, focusing on criticizing the scumbag husband and boyfriend he met in the ward.Ouyang went out to smoke frequently, and soon he smoked only one cigarette left in the cigarette case.

He Quan was full of wine and food, looked at Ouyang whose thoughts were drifting to nowhere with a playful expression, and raised his red wine glass: "Why, are you unhappy eating with me?"

"No, it's about work. I have to go back to the office later." Ouyang raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Are you full? I'll take you back first."

"I'm not in a hurry, I don't need to be on duty today." He Quan blinked, "Ouyang, I've thought about it, the money is not difficult, if my grandfather insists on me going back to inherit the family business, it would be hypocritical for me to keep refusing. As for the matter of marriage— —”

He deliberately dragged on a long tone, making Ouyang's expression tense.

"Or it's over, but you don't care about me, and I don't care about you, we will live our own lives."

Ouyang's hand on the table was slightly curled up, and hesitation flashed through his light-colored eyes.An hour ago, he would have smiled at He Quan's words, but now...

"I think you should think about it again, Young Master He." Ouyang avoided He Quan's sight, "Everyone plays their own way, and something will happen sooner or later."

He Quan shook the dark red liquid in the cup, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "What's the matter? Afraid of being a cheap father to someone else's son?"

This sentence was like slapping Ouyang loudly in the street, and anger was brewing in his eyes instantly.He Quan leaned back subconsciously, as if he could avoid the opponent's blade-like aura by opening that little distance.After a while, Ouyang exhaled slowly, beckoned the waiter to sign the bill, got up and put the silver cigarette case on the table into his pocket.

"Sorry, I have to go back to the office first, wait a moment, I'll ask someone to pick you up."

"No, I'll just call a substitute driver." He Quan drank the red wine in his glass with a smile in his eyes, "Buy you, Mr. Ouyang."

After returning to the hotel, Luo Junhan lost his temper and made a mess in the room.Zheng Zhiqing didn't dare to leave, Luo Junhan threw it there, and he picked it up beside him.When the other party had vented enough, he poured a glass of water and handed it over, and asked softly, "What do you want to eat, and I can order room service for you."

Staring at Zheng Zhiqing with almost harsh eyes, Luo Junhan asked him: "Are you pitying me?"

"No, but you need help." Zheng Zhiqing hung the clothes he picked up one by one back into the cabinet, "Jun Han, you have to take responsibility for raising children, and you can't solve everything with money alone."

"I said no!" Luo Junhan put the cup on the table, sat on the sofa, folded his arms and looked out the window, "I haven't told Dad and Uncle Rong about our breakup, suddenly a child appeared , they will surely think it is yours."

Zheng Zhiqing shook her head: "At this point, you have to explain it clearly to them."

"You know Uncle Rong's temper, he will definitely find trouble with Ouyang." Luo Junhan frowned, "I don't want to make things big."

After weighing for a moment, Zheng Zhiqing asked cautiously: "Are you sure, it belongs to Ouyang?"

Luo Junhan stood up suddenly, picked up the cup and threw it at Zheng Zhiqing.The glass shattered on the wall behind him. Zheng Zhiqing closed his eyes and said apologetically, "Sorry, I made a slip of the tongue."

"I hate you! Zheng Zhiqing!" Luo Junhan's emotions suddenly exploded, and he rushed to push him away, "Go! I don't want to see you!"

"Jun Han! Don't do this!"

Zheng Zhiqing was afraid of hurting him, so she backed up again and again until she was pushed into the corridor by Luo Junhan.After two years of getting along, he understood Luo Junhan's character very well.The seemingly carefree and self-willed young master is burdened with heavy shackles because of the death of his relatives due to his own birth.The domineering attitude is just an illusion to cover up the inferiority complex deep in his heart. The real Luo Junhan actually lacks a sense of security and recognition, and needs to constantly get praise and attention from others.

He has been trying his best to tolerate Luo Junhan like this, but it's a pity that the other party has touched his bottom line, but it doesn't mean that he can watch the other party collapse.

"You asked me before if I could still be friends, and I will give you the answer now." Holding Luo Junhan's arm, Zheng Zhiqing persuaded: "Junhan, I am your friend and will always support you. There is a fork in the road, cheer up, and don’t make random decisions that make you regret for life.”

Luo Junhan suddenly let out his energy, and lay in Zheng Zhiqing's arms and wept bitterly.In the room, the phone that had been thrown under the sofa was vibrating non-stop, and the caller ID was "Ouyang Shaohua".

After parking the car, he took out cigarettes from the trunk to fill up the cigarette box, and Ouyang sat back in the driver's seat, smoking one cigarette after another.The light in Luo Junhan's room was on, indicating that he was there, but no one answered the phone.After smoking the last cigarette, he opened the door to get out of the car and walked towards the hotel gate.

Luo Junhan was exhausted, curled up on the bed and cried, pitifully like an abandoned kitten.Zheng Zhiqing was worried about leaving him in the room, so she called He Quan and told him that she would stay here for a while.

"Pay attention, I think Ouyang will be here soon." He Quan's voice seemed a little floaty, as if he was drunk.

"I will talk to him calmly... Wait a minute, the room service is here." Hearing the knock on the door, Zheng Zhiqing went to open the door with her mobile phone between her hands, only to see Ouyang standing outside the door.

"He's here." Zheng Zhiqing told He Quan, then hung up the phone.

Seeing Zheng Zhiqing in Luo Junhan's room, Ouyang's expression was a little confused for a moment.But who is he waiting for?Thinking of He Quan's different appearance today and before, he suddenly understood seven or eight points in his heart-these two, working together to plot against him?

Before Zheng Zhiqing could speak, Ouyang walked into the room, picked up the upper coat that was draped over the back of the chair and threw it over: "I have something to talk to Luo Shao in private, Zheng Er Shao, can you help me?"

Taking the coat, Zheng Zhiqing looked at the bedroom hesitantly.

"Ouyang, don't be an asshole." He warned the other party.

Ouyang took out a fresh rose from the vase on the table that the hotel changes every day, smiled and shook his head at Zheng Zhiqing: "Second Young Master, please tell He Shao for me, in order not to be a bastard, I can only refuse his marriage proposal .”

"..."

Zheng Zhiqing's forehead was faintly stretched with blue blood vessels.

He Quanzheng was sleeping on the sofa in a daze, when he was suddenly awakened by the sound of banging on the door.Rubbing his sore forehead, he opened the door, and Zheng Zhiqing pressed his wrist against the entrance wall the next second.

"Did you propose to Ouyang?" Zheng Zhiqing asked sourly.Of course he knew that what He Quan said in Ouyang was to set the other party up, but Ouyang's arrogant attitude made him unable to resist knocking over the vinegar vat.

"I don't remember..." He Quan couldn't break free from him, but he didn't wake up completely from the wine, his whole body was limp, and his voice also said, "Let go, I want to sleep..."

Zheng Zhiqing frowned slightly, grabbed He Quan's chin, and kissed him resentfully.How much did you drink?It's true, facing such an unscrupulous person like Ouyang, he has no defense at all!

Being half-dragged and half-carried to the sofa, He Quan woke up a little when he fell into the soft cushion, and pushed the person who was trying to press him with his hands and feet.His resistance was too weak, more like a half-push.His deep-colored eyes were blurred and scattered at this moment, his cheeks were flushed and hot, and he wanted to be bullied just by looking at them.

Zheng Zhiqing was not polite, and peeled He Quan like a white and tender boiled egg in twos and twos, and forced him into the sofa cushion hard in that insignificant struggle.

After a messy dream all night, He Quan opened his eyes with a splitting headache after being woken up by the alarm clock.He remembered, but Zheng Zhiqing's arms were tightly wrapped around his waist, and his legs were also entangled.

"I'm going to the bathroom..."

Patting Zheng Zhiqing's face with his backhand, He Quan felt the restraint loosen and slowly propped up his body.As soon as he sat upright, the acidic water in his stomach surged up—the aftereffect of a hangover. He rushed to the bathroom and lay down on the sink to vomit heartburning gastric juice.Hearing the sound of nausea coming from the bathroom, Zheng Zhiqing got up and went to the kitchen, and took out a bucket of milk from the refrigerator.He checked the expiration date and found that it was okay and not expired, then he took a small pot to heat up a cup and poured it on the counter, then turned around and used the only two eggs left in the refrigerator to make breakfast for He Quan.

After hastily rushing out of the shower, He Quan wiped his wet hair and walked to the living room. Seeing Zheng Zhiqing's naked back, he immediately stopped in his tracks.The generous back is covered with deep and shallow scratches, and you can know when it was left with your toes.

"You at least wear a pair of underwear and walk around the house again!?" He Quan roared angrily.

"Put it on after you take a shower." Zheng Zhiqing turned her head and smiled at him, "Drink milk first, it can form a protective layer in the stomach."

Sitting on the chair by the counter, He Quan frowned and picked up the milk, sniffling: "Is it expired?"

"Just saw it, today is the last day." Zheng Zhiqing took out tomato sauce from the cupboard and squeezed out a peach heart shape around the golden fresh scrambled eggs, then put the plate and fork in He Quan's hand, "Try it, I Years of cooking skills are not bad."

He Quan dipped some ketchup into his mouth with a fork of scrambled eggs, He Quan turned his head and looked away from the undulating muscle lines.Zheng Zhiqing bent over and leaned on the sink with his elbows, leaned close to He Quan's face and kissed the ketchup on the corner of his mouth, and smiled to distance himself when the other party raised a fork to threaten her.

"What's the matter with those two?" He Quanxin said that it was really delicious, he had only eaten such tender scrambled eggs in restaurants.

"I don't know, I'll leave when Ouyang arrives." Zheng Zhiqing thought for a while, "It should be settled, otherwise Junhan would have called me long ago."

"Isn't it a good feeling in your heart?" He Quan gave him a blank look.

"Huh?" Zheng Zhiqing was taken aback for a moment, then realized after a while, "Ah Quan, are you jealous?"

He Quan pushed his face, and shouted with a sullen expression: "You squeezed so much tomato sauce, it's sour enough, I'm still jealous!"

"I just like to see the way your words don't match your heart." Zheng Zhiqing pinched his chin, and pressed a light kiss on his sour-sweet lips, "You talk in your sleep at night."

He Quan frowned: "What did I say?"

Zheng Zhiqing pursed her lips and looked at her first love affectionately.

"You said... Zhiqing, I love you."