"Then you don't really want to eat right now, right?" Song Qiao said in a helpful tone, "Why don't you wait? We'll wait until you're hungry."
Song Qiao started to laugh at the end of his words.
Is there anything Gu Jingting can't hear? Song Qiao must have seen through his thoughts and is deliberately teasing him.
He coughed lightly and said calmly, "It's okay now. Please bring it over. I can eat a little and take medicine later to prevent the wound from becoming inflamed."
Gu Jingting specially emphasized the last few words.
Song Qiao was just teasing him. When he heard about the wound again, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He brought the food to Gu Jingting and said, "Eat."
Gu Jingting sighed secretly, he thought Song Qiao would delay it for a while longer.
Normally, he wouldn't mind playing with her, but unfortunately now his stomach is empty and he's starting to feel uncomfortable with a fever, and he really can't bear it.
Because of this situation, Gu Jingting even ate much faster.
However, even though he was a little anxious, he looked very elegant when eating.
Song Qiao sat aside and watched for a while, and suddenly realized that his eyebrows and eyes were actually very similar to Xiaotang's, and they both had an involuntary seriousness when they concentrated.
But when you relax, you will feel very approachable.
Song Qiao had never associated them together before. Even if she occasionally thought they were similar, she would subconsciously ignore them. Thinking about it now, it was really careless.
Gu Jingting finished his meal quickly, and Song Qiao was about to put away the bowls and chopsticks when he was suddenly stopped.
"When Huo Jiangcheng and the others were chatting with me in the room today, I saw you outside the door." Gu Jingting pointed it out directly.
Song Qiao was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Gu Jingting knew that she was right outside the door, and she didn't expect that he would choose to say it. Wouldn't it make her think that she overheard it better?
Maybe the doubts on Song Qiao's face were too obvious, so Gu Jingting said, "I don't want to lie to you about this matter. If you still have doubts, you can wait until you find Rong Luoyin and ask in person."
Song Qiao could hear the sincerity in Gu Jingting's words.
For a moment, an impulse flashed through her mind. She stared at Gu Jingting and asked, "What about before that? What else are you hiding from me?"
If Gu Jingting could say it directly, Song Qiao thought, she would forgive him.
This idea is actually very unwise for her, but she has a bias in her heart, so she wants to indulge herself for a while and try harder.
Gu Jingting instantly thought of the time when he used the identity of Gu Dajing to get close to Song Qiao.
He wanted to open his mouth and use the opportunity to tell the incident together, but then he thought about it, Song Qiao already knew what happened, but he never had an attack.
Could it be that she wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to break up with herself directly?
No, he just left someone by his side, how could he bear Song Qiao leaving.
Gu Jingting is actually very smart, otherwise he would not be able to build the Gu family into the business empire it is today. If he looks beyond the current situation, he may be able to make the most correct choice and tell the matter.
Unfortunately, the authorities were so confused that they didn't see what Song Qiao meant at all, but chose to deny it, "No more."
An expected answer.
Song Qiao assumed Gu Jingting's identity and imagined that she would indeed be unable to speak if she were in it, but she was still disappointed.
I can't explain exactly what it feels like.
The light in her eyes went out, and all her hopes turned into smoke. She just whispered, "Okay, then you can have a good rest."
Song Qiao took the bowls and chopsticks and left.
Gu Jingting looked at her back and felt that he had missed something invisibly. He stood up slightly and wanted to save something, but he didn't know how to say anything.
Back downstairs, Song Qiao felt very irritable. She couldn't stay any longer for some reason, and she desperately wanted to go out for a walk or take a breather.
"Miss Song, what's wrong with you?" The nanny was cleaning. Seeing her like this, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you feeling uncomfortable from the wound?"
Song Qiao came to his senses, shook his head and said, "No."
She thought for a moment, then stood up and said, "I'm going out for a walk. I'll be back soon. You can take more care of me at home."
The nanny wanted to stop her. After all, in Song Qiao's situation, it was best to rest at home, but she just came here and didn't know what the specific situation was, so she didn't dare to say anything.
"Then Miss Song, please come back early," she said.
"Don't worry." Song Qiao nodded.
She went back to her room, changed her clothes, picked up her bag and went out.
In fact, Song Qiao himself did not dare to go too far. After all, the wounds on his body were not completely healed, and Rong Luoyin was also watching him eagerly. After leaving, he found a nearby cafe to sit down.
She sat by the window and watched the people passing by outside the window.
"Miss, this is the strawberry mousse you ordered." The waiter came over and put the dessert down.
Song Qiao was a little confused. She shook her head and said, "Sorry, I didn't order dessert."
Moreover, the mousse that the waiter brought over was very full of strawberry jam, and it slid down all around, making it look like blood.
It made Song Qiao feel uncomfortable.
The waiter said, "That's right, a lady over there ordered it for you."
Song Qiao looked in the direction her finger pointed. It was the peak period in the store right now. Customers and waiters were constantly coming and going, making it difficult to see people clearly.
After finally waiting for someone to leave, Song Qiao saw a well-dressed figure sitting in the corner, raising the coffee in his hand towards her.
She met Song Qiao's gaze, raised her red lips, and mouthed silently, "Cheers."
Seeing that figure, Song Qiao's breath tightened.
She got up and walked over.
The woman sat there majestically, holding coffee in her hand and sipping slowly. She was wearing a long cashmere skirt, red high heels, and her hair was spread behind her. She looked very leisurely.
She slowly raised her head and greeted Song Qiao, "Long time no see? Song Qiao."
Song Qiao felt a chill in her heart when she greeted her.
Gu Jingting was searching for traces of Rong Luoyin, but she bypassed the numerous pursuits and appeared in front of him carelessly.
So how powerful is the power behind her?
"It seems that you are really not afraid of death." Song Qiao looked cold.
Rong Luoyin smiled at her and did not answer, but asked, "How are you doing? Do you still like the meeting gift I gave you yesterday?" She looked at Song Qiao's appearance and sighed regretfully, "Pie
We killed so many people and you were not injured..."
"What a shame."
Song Qiao didn't expect that she would directly talk about what happened yesterday. While he was sure that Gu Jingting had not lied to him, he was also wary of Rong Luoyin's unabashed appearance.
"You're not dead, how could I be hurt?" Song Qiao said.
Rong Luoyin's eyebrows were raised slightly, but he was not angry at all because of her words. He just said, "It doesn't matter. We have a long time to come. We can see who lives and who dies in the end."
