Just like now, she was at a loss with a bowl of hoof flower soup, and he came over and held her hand with pampering and flattery.
"Drink it!" He half-coaxed, half-fed and threatened, finally finishing the small bowl of soup.
He kissed her head with satisfaction, "This is so good! It won't make me unhappy in bed every day, and I will faint after a few times."
Her face turned red. In fact, he had never touched her during this period, but now he said this, which was really embarrassing. He stared at her red face and laughed again.
He seemed very happy today. After dinner in the evening, Du Yuechen went back to the study to read the documents. He had not been to the company recently, and the documents were all sent by Abang.
He was so focused on watching that he didn't even notice Qinge bringing the milk in. Qingge stood at the table and looked at him quietly. Just looking at him, his usual indifference and evil charm faded away. He was really good-looking, and her
Her heart started to panic. After discovering this, Qingge's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she ran away. Yes, she ran away, as if she would get trapped if it took too long.
A man like Du Qiaochen is elegant, noble, incomparable, and cruel at the same time. He has a sensitive and rich heart that hides a small universe. I am afraid that whoever falls in love with him will be hurt in the end!
Du Liaochen picked up the milk on the table and took a big sip from the cup as if he was used to it.
He didn't have the habit of drinking milk before, but now he is used to it. Has he really changed? Because of her?
Just as he was about to drink the remaining sip, he heard a ping-pong-pong sound in the room opposite. He dropped the cup and ran over.
She got sick again...
"Qingge, Qingge?" He hugged Qingge who had fallen off the bed at some point. Looking at her painful look, his heart actually ached.
"It hurts. It hurts so much. I feel uncomfortable." Big drops of sweat fell from her fair forehead. Her eyebrows were furrowed together. Her hands pulled the carpet under her body fiercely. Her fingertips were pale and her nails were almost broken.
He kept mumbling and his breathing gradually became weaker.
"Kill me, please, it hurts so much, I can't bear it anymore...please..." she begged with a painful look on her face. She really didn't want to live anymore. Her family members were all gone, so why was she left alone?
In this world, isn't it good for a family to be together? No, she can't die, she still has her mother, and her mother still needs her to take care of her.
Du Yuochen firmly controlled her little hand with one arm to prevent her from scratching herself, and hugged her body tightly with the other hand, trembling with her trembling. Every time she cried out, the pain was in her
body, but hit him on the tip of his heart.
He held her and sat on the carpet like this until she stopped struggling and cried out in pain, and fell into an exhausted sleep in his arms.
Looking at her pale face, he seemed to be relieved and finally got over it!
He picked her up and laid her gently on the bed, then lay down next to her. He didn't want to move. He was tired, even more tired than before when he had not slept for three days for a bill worth hundreds of millions. He finally understood the meaning of Ye Lang's last words.
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"Du Qiaochen, I will let you taste life worse than death..."
Yes, he understood, indeed in this situation. Or maybe Joe was right, Shazinger would be his weakness, would it really be?
No, he is Du Liaochen, he will not allow anyone to become his weakness, never!
In the next few days, Du Yuochen seemed to be very busy, and Qingge could hardly see him. She was quite content if he didn't come back. She had nothing to do and learned cooking skills from Sister Zhang, and she spent most of her time on the swing. Spend time, sit on it, wander leisurely, and occasionally be in a daze.
What Qiao saw was a picture like this. A woman was sitting on a swing. Her white skirt was fluttering up and down on the swing. Her black hair was slightly messy by the wind. Her smile was brighter than ever before. into his heart.
He knew that Qingge was a beautiful girl, just as she had been repelling him at the beginning and now the two of them could be considered friends.
Maybe a girl like her is not suitable to be imprisoned in a certain place. She should have a wider space and live more freely. Sometimes he would wonder if the outcome would have been different if Chen hadn't met her first. ? Doesn’t she still have Shen Yake in her heart? What about him? I’m afraid there is no place for him in her heart, right?
Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and strode away. He was very confused, "That's it for today." He said to Mrs. Zhang.
"What's wrong with Mr. Qiao? Why are you so angry?" Mrs. Zhang said as she took a coat and handed it to Qingge.
Qingge also looked confused and angry. How could such a gentle and delicate man be angry?
"Maybe I'm in a bad mood." Mrs. Zhang also nodded in agreement.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, is he coming back for dinner?" She was swinging on the swing, her eyes looking into the distance. She hadn't seen her mother for a week. She really missed her mother, but she couldn't see Du Yuochen without his permission. There's not enough time.
"The young master has been very busy recently."
"Oh" Xia Qingge's tone was full of loneliness. It seemed that she would never see her mother again.
Her lonely tone took on another meaning in Mrs. Zhang's ears. Mrs. Zhang seemed very happy. She thought this was a sign of Qingge's concern for the young master, and she was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.
Seeing how nervous the young master is towards Qingge, maybe she is really the young master’s destined lover. That’s great. After all, everyone in Du’s house likes Qingge, and she herself regards Qingge as her biological daughter. She loves her so much. The young master is really caring. He obviously cares about her, but he puts on such a bad face every day. He comes back in the middle of the night without asking anything else. It's all Qingge's business. Now he doesn't even see her. He's such a weird kid.
It seemed like she had to help this quarrelsome young couple. After all, she had been there and could see things more clearly sometimes.
Two o'clock in the morning, Du family villa, "How is she doing?" Du Yuochen held a wine glass in his hand and stood elegantly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Standing behind him was the old housekeeper of the Du family.
The old housekeeper replied respectfully, "Master, Miss Xia is doing well recently and her mood is much better."
Yes, she regards him as a devil. How can she be bad when he is not around?
"Where is her illness?" he asked with some hesitation in his tone.
"Mr. Qiao comes for check-ups every day, and he has no symptoms recently."
Du Liaochen tightened his grip on the cup and said, "Qiao, does he come here every day?" There was an imperceptible anger in his tone.
"Yes, Master," the old housekeeper answered honestly.
"You go down." Qiao actually came here every day. He didn't know that a busy man like Qiao still had time to come to him every day. It seemed that they got along well during his absence.
In the morning, Qingge woke up and went downstairs to have breakfast as usual. He wore a white chiffon top and light blue denim overalls. His hair was simply tied into a ponytail, and he walked down the stairs in a daze. When he saw that he had not shown up for a long time. Du Liaochen was a little surprised, why is he here today?
She sat across from him and quietly ate the breakfast brought by Mrs. Zhang.
The two of them had an unusually quiet meal, and no one said a word.
Zinge wanted to ask him if he could go see his mother, but he was afraid of angering him, so he held back. When he saw him finishing his meal and getting ready to go to work, he didn't have time to think too much, so he followed him and grabbed his hand that was about to close the door.
Bang, there was a muffled sound, followed by the woman's muffled groan as she fell to the ground. Xia Qingge wanted to grab his hand, but he threw her away with such force that she was thrown to the ground. Her head hit the corner of the wall, and the wound was already there.
There was bright red blood flowing out.
He didn't expect that he had used so much strength. Thinking of how close he and Qiao were, he felt particularly uncomfortable and went crazy with jealousy. By the time he tried to pull her up, she had already fallen.
"Take good care of Miss Xia," he said indifferently, without even looking at Qingge on the ground, and closed the door forcefully. Sister-in-law Zhang ran over to help Qingge, and when she saw the blood on Qingge's head, she became angry, "Why did the young master do so?
ruthless."
After hearing this, Qingge couldn't control her tears anymore. Maybe she was too overestimated. His tenderness in those days was just a dream for her. The dream was broken, but she stupidly didn't wake up yet.
The old housekeeper stood downstairs and watched Qingge's frail figure being helped upstairs. She originally thought that the young master treated her differently, and that she could teach the young master how to love someone, but today, alas, it seems that they were all wrong.
The young master still won't fall in love with anyone, and his heart is still so cold.
Du Qiaochen also had a hard time. He drove his car like a plane in the morning and drove all the way. When he got to the office, he started to lose his temper and threw documents all over the floor. No one below dared to provoke this angry lion for fear of disaster.
Injury to innocent people.
The black Ferrari was speeding all the way. When Du Caochen came home, he was surprised to see Xiaqingge asleep on the coffee table. The wound on his forehead had been bandaged, and there were dots of deep red through the gauze.
He deliberately ignored the unbearable feeling in his heart, pulled on his tie, and prepared to go upstairs.
Maybe she heard the sound of him opening the door. Xia Qingge raised her head from the coffee table and saw his cold back. She stood up and suppressed the fear in her heart. After all, the things in the morning were still fresh in her mind, and her wounds were still hurting.
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She timidly said, "Du Liaochen, I want to talk to you."
Du Liaochen stood at the corner of the stairs, without even turning his head, and said coldly, "Say."
"I want to see my mother." She was afraid that he would disagree and kept trying to please her gently. "I haven't seen her for a long time, and I really miss her." She lowered her head at the end, "Is that okay?
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"Okay." Xia Qingge didn't expect that he would agree so easily, and her little face was filled with brilliance. But the following words made her grateful and moved heart suddenly feel lost.
"You have two hours, I will ask Abang to send you there." After saying this, Du Caochen ignored Xia Qingge who was standing downstairs and strode upstairs.
Qingge knew that she didn't need to say anything more or fight for it. No matter what she said, it would be impossible to change Du Yuochen's decision. He would even give her these two hours without hesitation.
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