Being pressed by the boss to get married

Chu Nian let her hold her with a low eyebrow, his ears were hot, he didn't move, he couldn't speak.

"Near."

"Ok?"

"Did you miss me? Huh?" Jiang Jingxian put her arms around her, her face pressed against hers, with a slightly coquettish tone.

Chu Nian lowered his eyelashes and said softly, "No."

Jiang Jingxian pinched her Zhizhi nest with her fingers, and the other party couldn't help laughing, "Really?"

"Okay, okay, I'm ticklish. I miss you, and I miss you, so are you happy?"

"It's not enough. I want you to only think about me all the time, and I will think about you for you."

Chu Nian took her out of order, and suppressed a smile: "Miss Jiang is getting more and more domineering, and even wants to eat her daughter's jealousy."

"That's your daughter too, so naturally you should eat it."

"Is your injury better? The incision is very deep. The doctor asked you to rest more."

The lights in the community cast a shadow, and there was no one at this point, except for the breathing and heartbeat of the two of them.

She tilted her head, touched the wound, and said calmly, "It still hurts, but it's okay."

"That matter is thanks to you. If you think about it carefully, it might be me who was lying in the hospital. Thank you very much."

Jiang Jingxian never cared about the words of thanks, but when they came out of Chu Nian's mouth, they were soft and crisp.

Blowing away the melancholy in her heart, even these days, if she doesn't make a phone call, it will be completely gone.

"If you want to be grateful, be realistic."

Jiang Jingxian curled her eyelashes slightly, pinched her chin, and lightly bit her lips.

Chu Nian hadn't realized it yet, Jiang Jingxian acted like a good boy when she got a bargain, and said dissatisfiedly, "Thank you for such a thing, it depends on the occasion, and I even lost my life because of you, you have to treat me better in the future."

"it is good."

"I can't do things that make me sad, things that I particularly hate."

Chu Nian rubbed her face. She has done too many things. I don’t know what Jiang Jingxian meant. If it’s filming, intimate scenes are unavoidable. Fortunately, many of them are borrowed seats, so I’m not sorry for her. .

"You are not allowed to interfere with Song Xutang's affairs."

"You, you all know?"

Jiang Jingxian took her hand, lingering on her slender fingertips, with a bit of gentleness: "The grievance between her and Yue Baiyun is not as simple as you think, it can't be resolved by you and me."

"If Yue Baiyu is allowed to treat her like this, I'm afraid that Xu Tang will be overwhelmed. Yue Baiyu is a woman who is difficult to see clearly. She treats her like a pet all the time. If she is happy, she will take her here for a walk, and if she is not, she will lock her up. You What a cruel thing to say."

"Yue Baiyun either loves Song Xutang deeply, or hates him so much."

In the overly quiet world, the sound of square dances in the distance could be faintly heard.

Chu Nian felt sorry for Song Xutang like this, and felt even more guilty for not being able to help her.

She muttered: "I really want to help her."

Jiang Jingxian naturally understood her thoughts. Song Xutang told Chu Nianruo that she had no feelings, which was a lie. Chu Nian, so that he can have a sustenance and comfort, but in this comfort, Chu Nian has never been tempted.

As long as the other party didn't snatch Chu Nian away, she could treat him kindly.

"Now you should care more about yourself. You are not from the same world, so you shouldn't add to your distress."

Chu Nian's eyelashes moved slightly. Hearing her words, he seemed to be comforted, but then seemed to get worse.

Aren't she and Jiang Jingxian also from two worlds?

—

Midsummer is approaching, the sky has a few wisps of blue, looking upside down like a watercolor painting, the wind is wrapped in the heat, and the cicadas are chirping.

Chu Nian was invited home by Jiang Jingxian's three visits to the thatched cottage. In addition, the other party's injuries were not healed, and he had a fever again.

The Jiang residence was still so deserted.

Sitting on the climbing mat, Qiyi was playing with the toy by herself, making a few milky laughs from time to time.

Chu Nian put a wet towel on her forehead, and just fed her medicine to continue to physically cool her down.

Jiang Jingxian closed her eyes, she was so sleepy, her lips were light-colored, and her face had an ambiguous blush.

Chu Nian said, "If you take the medicine, the fever should go down."

Jiang Jingxian said lazily without opening her eyes, "Last time, why did you do that in the hospital."

She couldn't understand that Chu Nian would treat her like that. She was still injured at the time. She had just finished the operation, and even if the stitches were complete, it caused a little pain to the nerves.

However, this woman actually did that to her that night.

A little presumptuous.

More of a vengeance.

Chu Nian sat on the edge of the bed, propped her beautiful chin, and said softly, "I remember reading a book. It said that if the body is weak, if you exercise and sweat, the disease will automatically get better."

"I didn't recover, but I developed a fever."

"Well, so what is said in the book is not necessarily correct."

Jiang Jingxian was silent, only to realize that Chu Nian had accidentally told a cold joke.

"What is Qiyi doing, keep her away from me so that she won't be infected." She sneezed a few times while talking.

Chu Nian touched her neck with her fingers to check the temperature, "She is playing on the mat by herself, she is very good, and Aunt Chen will be fine."

She was really sleepy, and she thought drowsily, "Then I'll sleep for a while, you remember to wake me up."

After Jiang Jingxian fell asleep, Chu Nian got up, went straight out of the bedroom, and came to the hall.

The female doll is seven or eight months old, and she can already walk by herself, and her movements are very slow, but she can stand up and walk a few steps without the help of things around her, and then sit on the ground with her buttocks.

She has a few milk teeth, and the silver saliva hangs down a few feet when she smiles.

Chu Nian walked over, and sat on the soft cushion, looking at the child, it was as if the hole in his heart was filled, and the worried eyes disappeared in an instant.

She took a Barbie doll and handed it to her: "Qiqi, call me Mommy."

The girl wore her braids, raised her moist face, and chuckled a few times as she watched her.

"Ask mom to give you a Barbie doll to play with. Look at how pretty she is, as cute as you."

"what……"

"Follow me, ma-mi-"

The female doll smiled and shook her tender arms like lotus root, "Oh, mom——"

"Mommy, it's not Grandma," Chu Nian bit her lips when she heard that, and was a little envious of Jiang Jingxian who was with her.

She sighed secretly and continued to teach her patiently, "Does Qiyi know Mommy? I have not been with you all this time, you must not know me, don't you, Mommy loves you very much, I hope that Qiyi will not be unfamiliar..."

"Mommy..."

Chu Nian was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked at her in surprise.

He happily hugged her in his arms, and kissed her cute little face fiercely, "Qiqi called me! Mommy is so happy, Qiqi called me!"

Seeing her smile, the milk baby got excited too, "Ah..."

"Mommy loves you, baby charming."

"what……"

Aunt Chen stood aside and looked at Chu Nian who was talking to the girl in a silly way.

Jiang Jingxian stood outside the bedroom door, did not go downstairs, glanced at their parent-child interaction from a distance, her IQ returned to the same level as ten years ago, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth inadvertently.

This home finally has some warmth.

She sneezed several times in a row, her head was heavy, and she felt that it was very cold outside in summer, so she went back to bed and continued to lie down after a while.

When she got sick, she didn't want to move anywhere, her head seemed to stop working, and she could only think about the past that made her sad.

Getting sick is like dying soon.

—

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

The suspect who stabbed Jiang Jingxian was sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment, but the information showed that the other party was suffering from pancreatic cancer, which was already at an advanced stage, and he would not survive long in prison.

Jiang Jingxian looked at the pile of documents on the table, and glanced at the mobile phone on the side. Today is particularly calm and breezy, and there is nothing to worry about.

Chu Nian's new play has already finished, and she usually plays with Qiyi at home, and she has two places in the company and Jiang's residence.

When I get home, I will see the prepared meals on the table.

This kind of life, the whiter you are, the more you will be jealous.

She took the phone, turned on the screen, and dialed a series of numbers.

The connection on the mobile phone was a little slow, Jiang Jingxian cut a long story short, "Going back to China?"

Yue Baiyun is trying to catch up on sleep. The time difference between the United States and China is huge, and the day is reversed. This habit can't be changed.

"Come back last week, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing, just to tell you that the criminal who stabbed me last time was sentenced to 15 years."

The more white and boring the topic, the fingers hooked the hair of the woman next to him, and it had a faint luster like honey, "15 years is enough."

Jiang Jingxian took the pen and signed the document, she teased: "You don't want to know why I made this call."

"I'm not the roundworm in your stomach."

"The criminal suffered from pancreatic cancer, and within a few months, I have no grievances with her, and the knife should not have been stabbed in me. Are you right?"

Yue Baiyun grabbed the sleeping woman's hair and suddenly disturbed her from her dream. She put the microphone on the bed and turned on the speakerphone: "Yeah, it's a bit unbelievable."

The voice just fell.

With a snap, Jiang Jingxian put the pen on the table and leaned back on the swivel chair. The smile in her eyes was gradually replaced by indifference, with a sneer.

"Yue Baiyun, take care of your affairs with Song Xutang yourself. Don't think that I don't know that this is your fault. It's really despicable to use a dying person. Don't trample on your own dignity. Under the feet, let me look down."

Yue Bai raised his eyebrows lightly, and lowered his enchanting smile, "You should thank me. If it weren't for that knife, would you and Chu Nian be where you are today? A woman who hates you so much wants her to change her mind. Die, there is no better choice, not to mention you are not good, a knife in exchange for Chu Nian, this deal is very cost-effective."

The atmosphere is tense, like boiling water, tumbling hot air.

Jiang Jingxian's faint eyebrows were slightly drawn, and a smile was embedded in the corner of her mouth, "I saw you for the first time on the day I came home on the weekend, but I felt that you were a qualified girl, even if the family was in decline, you could live with dignity, so I asked grandma to help you." If you rebuild the Yue Clan, you won’t be able to temporarily withdraw your capital. Don’t be blinded by hatred, see the facts clearly, and don’t do things you regret later.”

"Regret? What do you mean, Song Xutang?" She laughed a few times, her dark pupils hiding a bottomless sense of humor.With a charming voice: "Song Xutang is just an obedient pet. When I get tired of playing with it, I will naturally let her go. Why are you so concerned about her affairs? You even made a special phone call to intercede for her, and take care of you and Chu. Read it. Let me tell you the truth, even if you are Jiang Jingxian, you can't save her."

Jiang Jingxian smiled lightly: "Okay, I hope you are right to treat love as hatred and invest too deeply in her, otherwise you will die on her sooner or later."

"Jiang Jingxian, my mother is not stupid! She is not hungry for this kind of woman." Yue Baiyun's eyes turned cold, and his face darkened a lot. After speaking, he hung up the phone and threw it on the ground.

She looked down.

Song Xutang had already woken up, panting, staring at her with red eyes.