After tossing and turning on the bed for a long time, Qingwu could no longer fall asleep.
After struggling for a while, I finally went downstairs. Sister-in-law Wu was not here, so she probably went out to the market to buy the freshest vegetables.
She walked to the sofa, sat down, and turned on the TV.
As soon as the screen turned on, Qingwu was stunned. It was the noon news time, and the picture played on the news made her unable to help but open her mouth and exclaim.
Wasn't that a family dinner for my little brother last night? How could it be photographed?
The photo of her and Ling Yansen is particularly clear. Next, there are several photos of Ling Yansen toasting with his father. Both of them had smiles on their faces, and they obviously looked like they were having a great conversation.
After thinking for a while, she finally put down her phone with a wry smile. What's the point of calling her father? According to her father's temperament, she would definitely not admit it. During the whole meal last night, she didn't see the paparazzi entering the private room door, so she was sure
It was my father who had tampered with the room in advance and installed things that shouldn't have been installed.
No wonder his face looked like that when she said Ling Yansen wasn't here.
What should I do? Ling Yansen will also see this news. Will he misunderstand him and think that she is tampering with him behind his back?
she does not know.
She only knows that he hates others playing tricks on him secretly and scheming against him the most in his life.
After thinking about it, she brought the landline phone and put it on her knees. She pondered for a long time and counted the second hand of the wall clock going round and round. It wasn't until the twelve o'clock bell rang that she dialed it for him. It was him who dialed it.
's private mobile phone number.
Ling Yansen was in a bad mood. He felt guilty for the work he had missed due to being distracted these days, and because the two managers had not done a good job in the two projects he was working on, he was even more angry.
I was scolding them in the office when my cell phone rang.
The two managers couldn't hear his stern sermons, which were like ghosts crying. They both looked up quietly and saw that the president had changed into a different expression. His handsome and extraordinary outline was no longer green and black, but instead had a touch of tenderness.
They immediately understood that they had escaped death.
Sure enough, Ling Yansen shook the phone in his hand, stood up from the office chair, and waved his hands impatiently, motioning for them to take down the project plan, revise it again, and then present it to him.
After the two managers left the door, he picked up his mobile phone and walked to the huge dark glass floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the traffic flow as thin as ants. He stretched out, but only half way. Even if there was no one, he still took care of it.
own image.
"Hey, why did you remember to call me?"
Qingwu waited for a long time before he picked up. She originally thought he was very busy, but now she heard his voice and felt very leisurely and contented.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
She could actually tell that it was so quiet around him that he was clearly in the office. At this point, he usually hadn't gotten off work yet.
really.
"No, How about you?"
"Sister-in-law Wu and Sister Chen are cooking. They bought a bunch of vegetables and they are all my favorites."
He didn't speak, he probably lowered his head, and said an inaudible "hmm" from the tip of his nose. Then she heard his footsteps, and she probably sat down on the sofa, because she heard his comfortable sigh.
After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth.
"I'm sorry, Ling Yansen, about today's news, I... I don't know what happened. It was probably the paparazzi." She felt that her voice was trembling due to her fast heartbeat. Sure enough, she was not good at lying.
Ling Yansen was stunned, and his slightly pursed lips slowly curved, "I saw it in the morning. There are many photos. Judging from the complete shooting position and the high definition of the shooting, it doesn't look like it was done by paparazzi."
Qingwu's heart tightened, and then she sighed secretly. What did he want to express with his seemingly irrelevant words?
"Okay, I apologize to you on behalf of my father. Right now, Mr. Duan is indeed a bit more pitiful than the leftovers. It is understandable that he has lost his temper. Who told you to keep silent and wavering?
Those bank managers all thought you and I..."
"Okay." Ling Yansen smiled, knowing what she was thinking, and interrupted her, "I'm so angry. The news has been broadcast several times in turn, and I haven't even called you to bombard you!"
Qingwu couldn't help but feel a little melancholy, and murmured, "Why can't we be like ordinary couples, without any commercial interests involved? I feel really tired sometimes with official business in the middle."
His clear eyes gradually became foggy and became gloomy. Ling Yansen paused, and the smile on his lips had disappeared. How could he not be helpless? But he could only comfort her, "There is always a solution."
Qingwu was about to speak when she suddenly heard the landline in his office ringing. She said angrily and self-consciously, "You should be busy and remember to eat. I'll hang up first."
"Um."
Ling Yansen responded in a low voice, hung up the phone and stood up. When he picked up the landline, it was Lin Wencai's voice, "President, your personal mobile phone is busy, so I called the company phone."
Ling Yansen could hear the urgency in his voice and frowned, "Hang up and call my personal cell phone."
After a while, he picked up and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Just now the director of our hospital came to report that a young lady in her twenties came outside the hospital. She was very young and had a bad temper. She kept clamoring to come in. The security guard stopped her and told her several times that it was a private hospital. She
Don’t listen either.”
Ling Yansen straightened up suddenly, his face became serious, "Duan Miaomiao?"
"I guess so."
"Last time, Man Yin said that Xiao Yixiang had been beating the drum to reveal some of Maomao's recent situation to Duan Miaomiao. It seems that she has many doubts in her heart and is anxious to confirm."
His slender fingers caressed the edge of the wood-colored desk. The midday sun was very dazzling, and little light waves floated on his white and slender fingertips, making his flat nails even more rigid.
"Then, CEO, will you let her in?"
Ling Yansen laughed, "Let it go! Not only must she be let in, but she must also be treated like a patient so that she won't become suspicious. In addition, you can ask the doctor to get a copy of Maomao's blood type and liver matching test results and so on."
, find a way to let Duan Miaomiao see that as long as she does the matching test, everything will be easy."
He had been looking for a liver source for so many years, but finally it fell on this vicious woman. If Maomao's situation had been better, he would never have made such a move.
But now, when the urgency is imminent, he can only set a trap and lead Duan Miaomiao into the trap step by step. After all, they are blood relatives, and she will definitely be able to successfully match with Maomao. Next, he just has to wait and see what kind of conditions she will offer.
.
A woman like Duan Miaomiao was most mercenary and unscrupulous. Ling Yansen thought, at worst, he would give the entire Jiayu to her. Maomao's life was the most important thing to him.
But later, he never expected that Duan Miaomiao was not as interested in Jiayu as Duan Fei. What she was interested in was actually...