The whole Song Dynasty recovered and grasped Huapo in his hand. "What should be sold since it is so valuable should be used as a treasure, even if it is necessary to sell it, it should be hidden for ten years first."
Shen Che saw her baby sample and didn’t instigate her to auction it again.
Leaving the apartment at about 9: 30 p.m.
Song Qingcheng sat in the vice seat, hiding something in his heart, looking at the retrogressive streetscape outside the window and not saying much all the way.
Arriving at the hospital, Shen Che parked the car and accompanied Song Qingcheng to a building.
Two people came out of the ladder.
Aisle Song Qingcheng hasn’t stopped abruptly in a few steps.
Shen Che looked down at the end of the corridor with a slender figure facing the window, smoking, well-dressed and imposing, with one hand obliquely inserted in his trouser pocket, with some leisure and waiting for someone.
An idiom came into Shen Che’s mind, waiting for him.
The whole song dynasty tugged at the belt tightly, but then it didn’t see anything. The man turned around and stepped up and turned into the ward.
Grandma is packing in the ward.
Song Qingcheng, who came to the hospital, has spoken to the old lady.
Grandma saw that she didn’t look right and asked her what was wrong.
"It’s okay. I just bumped into someone." The whole city of Song made up a reason to see that I would take my grandmother’s medical insurance card and deposit slip when I was not delayed at noon, and I was going to go to the window to go through the discharge formalities.
Out of the ward Song Qingcheng saw at a glance that Yutingchuan had finished smoking and was in the ward five meters away.
In a flash, her feet were fixed in place.
Shen Che followed out and saw Yutingchuan immediately return to the ward and go to the door.
It was also the door that drew Yutingchuan’s head.
Song city suddenly can hide and watch the man coming. I don’t know when he came to the hospital and how long he stayed here. Grandma didn’t remember him. He shouldn’t have entered the ward.
Yu Tingchuan fixed her eyes and sounded a little longitudinal. "Running away from home in the middle of the night won’t let me sleep well, right?"
Since we met, Song Qingcheng didn’t want to avoid it.
Some problems will be faced eventually.
She didn’t beat around the bush and just said, "I didn’t run away, but I really left."
"Leave what?" Yu tingchuan asked
Song Qingcheng has made up his mind that it will not be shaken by a few words. "I said the night before yesterday that no matter what you came here today, I won’t go back with you. I have already considered it very clearly that we are not suitable, whether it is social status or age gap. It was good for each other when I tried every means to separate."
Yu Tingchuan looked at her head and began to speak slowly. "Why did you go early now that you know it’s not appropriate?"
“……”
Song Qingcheng’s voice is on the low side. "You just think that I was not sensible before, and now I finally want to know that after I understand it, I don’t want to have a dull life in Xiang Xiao."
Yu Tingchuan was silent for a while and asked her, "Do you really want to understand?"
"Yes," Song Qingcheng looked up at his dark eyes and tried not to shy away. "I don’t want to marry you. I have analyzed the pros and cons these two days. Even if you are rich and powerful, you are older than me after a round. At that time, I may be young. I also want to go out for a trip with my friends instead of taking care of you every day."
Song Qingcheng paused and added, "Last night I was with Shen Che, and I became more convinced that I should like him to be with you like that. You are either on a business trip or working every day. It’s a rest day, but you have to leave immediately after receiving the work, and you can’t even accompany me to dinner."
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The atmosphere in the corridor was subtle.
Yu Tingchuan said, "Are you finished?"
The whole song dynasty heard that he was easy to hit cotton with his fist, which was also his own way. It was a clever trick before him.
Holding the medical insurance card and tightening her fingers, her eyelids become lower. "I don’t want to live this life all the time. Although I am occasionally fascinated by you, you are the boss of Hengyuan. Everything you do has the charm of a successful person, but I am now obsessed. In the final analysis, it is the vanity that money brings me."
In sight is Yu Tingchuan’s shirt, trousers and delicate belt.
The oppression of mature men made her a little breathless.
Song Qingcheng also knew that Yutingchuan’s eyes must be on his head, and he put aside his chaotic thoughts and said, "I have met many big bosses, but they can’t compare with you. When I am with you, it is like smoking marijuana. I know that this is wrong, but I am becoming more and more dissatisfied and want more."
Yu Tingchuan said, "So you are going to give up drugs now?"
He stood tall and straight, staring at the whole white face of the Song Dynasty without a moment’s shift.
He didn’t further approach the whole song dynasty.