Sand sculpture boss is not secretly in love with me

"The other party is Jiangnan, the most powerful person in power."

If Sijing is a typical example of the upstarts in recent years, then □□ is the representative of the wealthy. There are several generations of family members who have been in politics and business, and their rich heritage is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Now that Lin Song was taken away by Jiangnan, several female employees in the legal department were both envious and worried.

Envy is to feel that someone is a hero to save the beautiful boy, but hates that I am not the protagonist. If I can get in touch with Jiangnan, this life will be worth it.

The worry is what to do with Lin Song. There is President Pei in the front and Jiangnan in the back. If the car overturns, he will be shot to death.

"Drive to the hospital." Jiang Nan said as he put Lin Song in the back seat of the car.

Lin Song's brain is a little clearer now, he sits in the innermost place, watching the man who suddenly appeared vigilantly, with his hands on his chest in a defensive posture.

Jiang Nan hesitated for a while, and finally condescended to sit in the co-pilot.

"You can lie down if you feel uncomfortable. I'll take you to the hospital. Do you call Pei Ming yourself, or do I?" He said after getting in the car.

"You know Pei Ming?" Lin Song was surprised, but his vigilance was lowered. Since he knew Pei Ming, he shouldn't be a bad person.

Jiang Nan took the initiative to dial Pei Ming's video call, and the camera was aimed at Lin Song.

Not long after, Pei Ming's casual voice sounded, "Nangou, are you thinking about it? Have you decided to give me an idea for my marriage proposal? Humph."

"Let me tell you, even if you offered the idea, I wouldn't ask for it. Compared with me, you are still a single dog with no emotional intelligence. I am a family man anyway."

Lin Song: ...

He didn't dare to look at the faces of the people in front of him, so he quickly said, "Brother Ming is me. I was on my way to the hospital. This Mr. Nan helped me."

Hearing Lin Song's voice, Pei Ming became serious for a second.

"Go to the hospital? What happened? Is it serious? Which hospital I'm going to drive to now." Pei Ming said hastily.

Before anyone could finish speaking, Jiang Nan hung up the phone and sent Pei Ming the address of the hospital, then turned off his phone and refused to answer Pei Ming's calls.

And Lin Song's cell phone just ran out of battery, so he couldn't call Pei Ming even if he wanted to.

The driver drove silently, Jiang Nan squinted his eyes and rested, the atmosphere in the car was a bit serious, Lin Song didn't dare to borrow his phone, he just hoped to get to the hospital soon.

Lin Song's footsteps were sloppy, and he was helped in by the medical staff in the end. He knew something about his own situation, and it had nothing to do with his body. It was a psychological reason. When he thought of someone, he would subconsciously vomit.

If the other party mentioned that person repeatedly, it would make him vomit more than ever.

The last time he had dinner with the professor, he kept suppressing the nausea in his heart, and he went out to call Pei Ming halfway, so it was fine.

With Jiangnan's relationship, they checked the green light along the way. When Pei Ming came over, Lin Song had just finished drawing a tube of blood. He squatted at the door of the examination room, waiting for the result.

"What's wrong? Let me see if it's serious?" Pei Ming's face was dripping with sweat, and he had two buttons on his clothes wrong. He wrapped his arms around Lin Song's shoulders and looked him over carefully.

It really didn't work for Song Song to leave him, and he was admitted to the hospital after such a night's work.

"I'm fine, this is an accident, I'll explain it to you when I get home." After leaving that environment, no one kept talking about Ren Lang, Lin Song felt that he was fine, and they didn't have to wait for the blood test results, they could go back home.

"Or let's go back, I think I'm fine." Lin Song said in a low voice, "However, I'm so ashamed of Mr. Nan today. If it wasn't for him, I would have fainted in the toilet."

Jiang Nan: "Hi Mr. Lin, my surname is Jiang and my name is Nan. You can call me Mr. Jiang, or you can call me Brother Nan with Pei Ming. Please don't call me Mr. Nan."

Lin Song glanced at Pei Ming, and there was no objection on his face. Thinking about how this person can make phone calls with Pei Ming, the relationship should be good.

"Brother Nan, I'm sorry to trouble you today."

"I'll treat you to dinner another day. You can come to Pei's house. I'm pretty good at cooking." Lin Song thought for a while and added, rich people like them have seen all kinds of high-end meals out. It's better to treat someone to a meal at home with a little sincerity.

Pei Ming snorted: "Just find a restaurant, don't ask him to come home."

Jiang Nan shook his phone: "Do you want Lin Song to see you at the age of 20?"

Pei Ming changed the subject in a second: "Why are you in this kind of restaurant?"

The place where Lin Song and the others had dinner was pretty good, it was considered a mid-range place in Beijing, but it was still a bit low-grade for Jiangnan, he shouldn't be here.

Jiang Nan said casually, "Oh, I'm playing a game where the rich pretend to be poor."

……

Lin Song suddenly thought of Pei Ming. This man had fallen in love with him at the time, but he pursued him in a dishonest way. He insisted on driving a car and following him far away, claiming that he was protecting him.

No normal person would do such a thing, and now Pei Ming's good friend has done another play where the rich pretend to be poor.

So are you rich people so self-willed?

"Brother Lin Song, I have written down your invitation, and I will ask the secretary to check my time later, and wait for me to come," Jiang Nan said, "As for now, I have to go back first, I don't think Pei Ming wants to see me too much .”

Pei Ming didn't deny this statement, and even took the initiative to step aside, asking the other party to leave quickly.

"He is my college classmate and PhD classmate. When I first started my business in the early years, I encountered a small problem. It was Jiangnan who helped me." After the others left, Pei Mingduo said something.

Now when people in the mall saw him, they all respectfully called out: Mr. Pei, but when he first started, he was a college student with nothing, and the initial funds came from the compensation money from his parents when they had an accident.

The partners around, rather than supporting and helping, wanted to pat him on the beach more, and only the Jiang family, an old-fashioned wealthy family, was not worried about the upstarts, and Jiangnan really treated him as a bosom friend .

"In this case, let's go to the supermarket together on Saturday, buy some more vegetables and cook a big meal to reward Brother Nan, but I don't know what his taboos are." Lin Song leaned on Pei Ming's shoulder, and the two sat side by side in the hospital On the bench in the corridor, the lights above the head were dim, which made people feel a little sleepy.

Although it was late at night, there was still no shortage of people in the examination room. There were people coming and going in the corridor, but the two formed their own group. The empty chair next to Pei Ming was never occupied.

"He doesn't eat coriander, he even hates it to the point of disgust, as long as there is no coriander on the table at home." Driven by his conscience, Pei Ming decided to let his good brother go.

Lin Song silently remembered this, and planned to not put coriander in all the dishes on Saturday. Hey, coriander is so delicious, how can anyone not love coriander.

The test results came back 10 minutes later. As Lin Song thought, all the indicators of his body were normal. If there was something wrong, it was probably mild anemia.

"Let's go, it's getting late, let's go back." Lin Song took the initiative to hold Pei Ming's hand, and said embarrassedly: "I'll go home with you, do you want me?"

"Yes, let's go." Pei Ming was obediently led by him, as happy as a dog who just left the house.

The car was still driven by Lao Zheng. After hearing about Lin Song's experience on the road, Lao Zheng sighed: "Hey, the chance of a hero to save the beauty has been given to others. Mr. Pei, you should always be by Mr. Lin's side. "

According to the routine of the novel, even if the other party says it's still early, one party has to drive over and wait around, so that when the protagonist has something to do, one party can drop a hero from the sky to save the beauty.

Pei Ming couldn't take it anymore: "Tomorrow, delete all the TV cache in your mobile phone, and if I find you watching this kind of mindless drama, I will deduct your bonus and salary."

Lin Song: "That's not the case, he just told the truth."

"You're really going to be a capitalist." It's too cruel to restrict employees' right to watch TV so ruthlessly.

Pei Ming snorted a few times and said nothing.

It was already ten o'clock when he got home after tossing around. Normally, Lin Song would have washed up and gone to bed by this time. Now he was sitting in the living room on the first floor of the villa with a cup of warm milk in front of him.

"Milk helps you sleep." After Pei Ming put it down, he unbuttoned it and walked downstairs, at the same time gave Lin Song a puzzled look: "It's so late, aren't you sleepy?"

Lin Song's fingertips rubbed against the wall of the cup, and the warm touch made his heart warm. He stared at a certain point in the void and asked, "About tonight, you don't have anything to ask. Is it mine?"

Pei Ming: "What are you asking? Why do you vomit? Why is there a psychological reason?"

Lin Song felt nauseous and vomited, but his body was fine, which showed that a certain past experience had caused him serious psychological trauma.

Lin Song nodded, "Well, I thought you would ask."

Pei Ming stepped forward and reached out to touch his head, his movements were gentle and comforting: "Song Song seems to be in a bad mood. I'll ask again at this time. It's not caring, but a secondary injury."

"I think we can have a suitable time, such as when you are happy, or when you want to say it to me."

Sometimes for the victims, blindly asking the bottom line will not make them feel that they are being related, but will feel like a burden.

No one wants to open their wounds for others to see.

Lin Song lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Pei Ming: "Okay, wash up and go to bed early after drinking the milk, or Song Song, if you don't want to sleep, we can do something else, I don't mind."

"I heard that proper exercise can ease people's mood."

Lin Song calmly refused: "Forget it, too much damages the kidneys."

After drinking the milk, he went upstairs without saying a word. It wasn't the first time he came here, and he was quite familiar with the general layout of the villa.

He skillfully found the bathroom, turned on the shower to wash away the smell, and just as he finished taking off his clothes, the door of the bathroom opened.

Pei Ming stood naked at the door, Lin Song looked at his charming figure ready to move, with an inappropriate smile on his face, and a bunch of keys in his hand.

"Hey, Song Song, would you mind taking a couple bath with me?"

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Sahuahua, it's late