School Heroine Secretly Loves Me

She has yet to gain a foothold in this world.

Nor will I allow myself to make empty promises.

Song Nanqiao kept telling himself in his heart that he must resist the temptation...

The temptation called "Wen Wenyao".

"I want to sleep."

Song Nan pretended to lie down, but in fact she just wanted to quiet herself down.

"Really?" Wen Wenyao actually didn't stay enough, she asked for leave from school until tomorrow morning, but now Song Nanqiao was tired, she would quarrel the other party if she stayed here.

"Well, okay, you need to send me a message."

Now the ward is almost cleaned up, so I can go home first.

"I'll come to see you tomorrow, and I'll pick you up the night after tomorrow, and you can accompany me to the banquet."

The girl stood up from the chair, and her slim figure slowly bent down. In Song Nanqiao's ear, the sweet voice reached Song Nanqiao's ear.

"Um……"

Again, it's so tempting.

Song Nanqiao turned his head away, but his ears turned red—Xiao Kuai, Wen Wenyao noticed this little detail, and his mood improved a lot.

No - yes, there was a sound of closing the door, and when Song Nanqiao looked back, Wen Wenyao had already left.

Finally relieved.

Suddenly... I became embarrassed.

"Your heart rate has gone up."

The system detected changes in Song Nanqiao's body.

"Ah."

Of course she knew, being so close to such a beautiful girl, of course she would be very nervous, although not once or twice.

……

Speaking of which, Song Nanqiao was really sleepy. Last time, she only slept for four hours. The condition of this ward is very good. The warm air from the air conditioner made her feel more comfortable.

After closing my eyes, it was after nine o'clock in the evening.

When I woke up, I found that I had two missed calls and more than a dozen messages in my hand.

She turned on her phone—look, it was Luo Mengmeng who sent it, full of words of apology.

After Luo Lemon knew that Song Nanqiao was sent to the hospital because of herself, she felt very guilty. She wanted to see Song Nanqiao, but she didn't get leave, so she could only secretly send messages to Song Nanqiao or call Song Nanqiao during the break.

But Song Nanqiao didn't answer any of them.

"Hmph, she caused you to become like this, do you want to go back?"

The system felt sorry for Song Nanqiao, because of something that had nothing to do with him, he was beaten so badly, and this girl didn't come to the hospital to see Song Nanqiao immediately.

"It's okay, I knew this would happen when I helped her."

Song Nanqiao didn't care about these wounds, she was not afraid of pain or death.

After reading the message, she replied to Luo Lemon - "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

After sending the message, the other party's phone call came back immediately.

"Is it really okay?" Luo Lemon's voice was a little anxious.

"I'm in the hospital right now, really fine."

"The hospital?"

"The First Hospital of the City."

"I'll come and see you tomorrow."

"Actually, there is no need..."

Now Song Nanqiao just wants to be alone and quiet, and take advantage of this comfortable and comfortable private time to think about the follow-up work.

But Luo Lemonchee was very stubborn and insisted on coming.Song Nanqiao had no choice but to agree with her.

After hanging up Luo Ningmeng's phone, Song Nanqiao tried to walk down the ground. After finding that she could walk normally, she felt relieved, and she was going to take a bath.There is a bathroom in the single ward, which looks very clean.

It's a little more comfortable than the school's hot water, and it takes a long time to wash without knowing it.

After ten o'clock in the evening, Wen Wenyao sent her a message first, telling her to go to bed early.Afterwards, Luo Ningmen also sent her a message, asking her to recover from her injuries.

Song Nanqiao replied to Wen Wenyao, but did not reply to Luo Lemon. It had no other meaning, but simply did not want to reply.

After doing this, she lay on the bed and began to play dead.

— It’s eight o’clock in the morning when I go to bed.

This was the longest sleep she had slept since she was reborn, and she slept very lovingly. If she was not hungry, she would still want to stay in bed for a while.

"Hi, your breakfast is here."

The nurse knocked on Song Nanqiao's door.

"Come in." Song Nanqiao quickly took a coat and put it on himself, pretending to be up.

"I didn't order breakfast?"

Looking at the plate in the nurse's hand, there are exquisite breakfasts in it, and it looks very appetizing.

"Miss Wen's ordered it for you. The best breakfast in this hospital is prepared by the chef according to the patient's condition."

The nurse looked at Song Nanqiao. This girl was specially told by Miss Wen's family to take special care of her. Whether it was food or daily life, she had to be the best.

In fact, the best breakfast in their hospital is not that good. Some of the dishes are extra for Song Nanqiao.

"Thank you."

Song Nanqiao took the breakfast and said politely - thank you.

"Just put it where you are after eating, press the button next to the bed, and we will come and collect the dishes."

The nurse said something kindly, then turned around and gently closed the door of Song Song Nanqiao's room.

The breakfast time passed like this. After Song Nanqiao was full, he continued to get together in the stock market.

She spent six hours looking through the financial statements of hundreds of her boss companies in the world, took out a notebook, wrote and drew pictures on it, and made a lot of records.

She chose for a long time, and almost selected three or four companies with potential.

The scale of these companies is not large, and the current stock price is not expensive, so they are worthy of long-term investment.

Afterwards, it took another three hours to check out some of the current business giants. These companies are considered to be the only ones in their own fields.

During this process, Song Anqiao was surprised to find that among these giant companies, quite a large majority of them came from Wen's family. Among the boards of directors of these companies, a man named Wen Guangquan had the largest shareholding.

Is it Wen Wenyao's father...

Song Anqiao repeated the name several times in his heart.

See you later.

Time flickered to six o'clock in the afternoon, and Song Nanqiao looked at the mobile phone all day long, and had a certain understanding of the general market in this world.

I also have some follow-up plans...

Just when I was about to turn off the phone and take a rest, the phone rang.

Song Nanqiao—look, it was Luo Ningmen calling, so he picked it up.

"I've come to see you. I bought some parallel imports and health care products, and I'm downstairs in the hospital." Luo Lemon's voice sounded a bit strenuous, as if he had carried a lot of things.

"Would you like me to pick you up?"

Song Nanqiao thought about whether to help her get something.

"No! Take a good rest and wait for me to come up."

After finishing speaking, Luo Lemon hung up her cell phone.

She was carrying too many things, and it was inconvenient to answer the phone.

Luo Ningmeng's family background is actually relatively good. Although it is not as rich as the Qin family and Wen's family, a good life is completely guaranteed. This time Song Nanqiao suffered such a serious injury. She bought a lot of skin care products.

She also planned to settle all of Song Nanqiao's medical expenses.

When she went to the consultation desk with her things, the doctor said that someone had settled the medical expenses for Song Nanqiao.

"Did the school pay for her medicine?"

Luo Lemon asked.

"No, it's Miss Wen's."

The nurse looked up and looked at Luo Lemon. The jewelry on this girl and the mobile phone in her hand were not cheap, and she looked like a child from a rich family.

This made the nurse even more curious about Song Nanqiao's identity.

"Is that so..."

Sure enough, the relationship between the two is not normal...

She actually didn't want Song Nanqiao to get too close to other girls.

"Where is her ward?"

"Ward 210."

"Thank you."

Luo Lemon pushed open Song Nanqiao's door.

"Are you okay?" Luo Lemon smiled slightly at Song Nanqiao, and put the things in his hand on the table.

Song Nanqiao took a look, and they were all not cheap.

It seems that the girl's family background is also good.

I always feel that I am surrounded by rich women, only myself - a poor dog...

"Actually, I don't need to buy so many things. I'm almost fine."

There is really no need to buy so many things. Now I can fully move about on the ground, and the wound on my head is not too big. So many supplements are really a bit of a waste.

"It's okay, it's because of me..."

Luo Lemon's eyes became complicated, and Song Nanqiao couldn't understand what she was thinking.

"Let me peel an apple for you." Luo Mengmeng reached for a ceramic knife on the table.

Quietly beside him, he taught Song Nanqiao the fruits.

At this moment, the door of the ward rang again, the sound was very soft, but Song Nanqiao could indeed hear it.

"Please come in."

Song Nanqiao thought it was a nurse, but Luo Lemon put down the ceramic knife in his hand, looking a little nervous.

The door was opened slowly.

A moving figure walked in from outside the door, with long black and delicate hair scattered naturally on his shoulders, wearing a small apricot-colored suit, with a gentle and elegant temperament.

After Wen Wenyao entered the door, her originally gentle gaze became a little dignified because she saw Luo Ningmeng.

She met this girl once. The girl who had dinner with Song Nanqiao last time was said to be Song Nanqiao's friend.

This time Qin Qiuhan did something to Song Nanqiao because of her.

And Luo Ningmeng was also a little embarrassed, she suddenly felt like an outsider, she always felt that she shouldn't be here, but she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to stay and fight for it.

"Cough cough."

Sensing the strange atmosphere between the two of them, Song Nanqiao coughed twice.

I always feel that something is wrong when these two people are together.

The two girls understood what Song Nanqiao meant. In order not to embarrass Song Nanqiao, both of them slowly lowered their guard, and the expressions on their faces began to change.

"Hello." Wen Wenyao took the initiative to speak.

"Well, good afternoon." Luo Lemon also replied.

Now it seems that the atmosphere between the two is much more harmonious.

The author has something to say: there will be another update at 22 o'clock in the evening, so stay tuned.

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ps：洛柠檬并不喜欢宋南乔，不喜欢温闻遥靠近宋南乔，是担心有了温闻遥的存在，宋南乔会不跟自己玩感谢在2021-03-1200:53:03~2021-03-1213:38:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xinghe Zhimingyi 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Jiyunjian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!