Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 348
Ling Yihuan on the sofa heard Song Chaoyu's voice on the phone, looked up and found Song Chaoyu standing on the stairs looking down at her, Ling Yihuan suddenly felt uncomfortable, and she stared fiercely at Song Chaoyu in the distance.

"What are you doing! I don't allow you to tell me that I'm here. I just want them to find me and see how anxious they are." Ling Yihuan stood up angrily and walked in front of Song Chaoyu, who brushed his forehead.

"Ling Yihuan, otherwise I'll take you to the hospital. Are you still mentally ill? You have to thank me for letting you in, don't be arrogant here!" Song Chaoyu cast a disdainful glance at Ling Yihuan, Ling Yihuan's face became angry flushed.

"This is Jincheng's home, why can't I come in, it's not up to you to make decisions here." Ling Yihuan said arrogantly, as if he was the mistress of the house.

Ling Yihuan kept sneezing, her body was frozen stiff, Song Chaoyu was too lazy to talk to her, so she turned on the heater to the maximum, seeing Ling Yihuan, she could only shake her head helplessly, she was really torturing herself.

Just when Song Chaoyu turned to leave, she found that something was wrong with Ling Yihuan's appearance. Her eyes were blurred, and her pupils had lost focus. She was lying weakly on the sofa, without any strength in her body.

Going forward, Song Zhaoyu found that her face was also very red, and the hair on her forehead was sticking together. Song Zhaoyu wanted to touch her forehead to test the temperature, but Ling Yihuan consciously pushed Song Zhaoyu away.

"Who told you to touch me?" She opened her weak eyelids, and fiddled with Song Chaoyu's face with both hands in resistance.

Song Chaoyu shook his head, he didn't expect that Ling Yihuan would still have the strength to quarrel with him when he was sick, and felt a little more helpless.

Ling Yihuan touched her forehead with one hand, fearing that Song Chaoyu would come again, the expression on her face became more and more painful.

Song Chaoyu couldn't remain indifferent, she poured a cup of hot water and put it in front of Ling Yihuan, and said coldly, "Drink some, your body is more important." After persuading Ling Yihuan, she didn't move.

Seeing that she was getting weaker, Song Chaoyu took away Ling Yihuan's hand, and forcibly put his hand on her forehead. The scorching heat spread to Song Chaoyu's palm, and her brows furrowed.

"You have a fever." Song Chaoyu's icy tone carried a trace of warmth, and his heart unknowingly became tense.

Ling Yihuan was unmoved, didn't care whether he had a fever or not, and said in his mouth: "I want to see Zhan Jincheng."

"You can't have a fever with this disease, it will be dangerous, I will take you to the hospital." Although Song Chaoyu also hates Ling Yihuan in his heart, but human life is at stake, Ling Yihuan may be in danger at any time, if not handled in time, the consequences will be very serious of.

Ling Yihuan shook off her hand, still angry in a daze: "I don't want to go to the hospital, so leave me alone."

Song Chaoyu was even more helpless, she didn't understand why Ling Yihuan was like this, she didn't want her own body anymore, and she didn't know what was the most important thing to her.

"I don't want to care about you, but you are in front of me, I can't just sit idly by, get up quickly and go to the hospital with me!" Song Zhaoyu's commanding tone fell again, and Ling Yihuan ignored her at all.

"Ling Yihuan, don't be too aggressive. If something goes wrong with you here, I don't want to be responsible. Get up!" Song Chaoyu's cold tone reached Ling Yihuan's ears.

Ling Yihuan snorted coldly, and his head became dizzy: "You stop being hypocritical here, I think you wish I could leave earlier." Hearing what she said, Song Chaoyu didn't get angry either.

She had no choice but to grab Ling Yihuan's arm, and forcefully pulled her up from the sofa, Ling Yihuan suddenly shook off her hand.

Song Chaoyu hooked the corners of his mouth, suddenly he was speechless, and didn't know what he was doing here, she really didn't like this woman at all, but she appeared here, Song Chaoyu only felt a little responsibility.

"Hurry up and get up!" Song Chaoyu finally pulled Ling Yihuan up with his hands, but Ling Yihuan was still struggling: "Leave me alone."

"Don't do it any more! Now your own body is the most important thing, sober up." An angry Song Chaoyu yelled at Ling Yihuan, Ling Yihuan suddenly froze, feeling very wronged in his heart.

"Isn't it because of you? If you hadn't appeared, Jin Cheng's heart would not have been on you at all, and I don't have to use this method to attract his attention!" Ling Yihuan's expression was extremely painful, and he was still following As Song Zhaoyu spoke, she covered her aching stomach with her hands, as if she was about to be out of breath.

Song Chaoyu stopped arguing with her and wanted to call the doctor, but as soon as she picked up the phone, Ling Yihuan became anxious. She couldn't touch Song Chaoyu, so she reached out and knocked the cup of hot water on the table to the ground.

The water glass was shattered all over the floor, Song Chaoyu hurriedly put down the phone in surprise, and glared at Ling Yihuan fiercely: "What are you doing!"

Ling Yihuan held her head with both hands, and the pain had swept through her head, Song Zhaoyu frowned.

"I only want Jin Cheng! I won't go to the hospital." Ling Yihuan was still holding on, but Song Chaoyu saw her and thought to himself: Why is this even necessary.She had never seen such a person, and she had no way of understanding.

"Okay, I won't send you to the hospital. You can do what you like, it's none of my business." Even though Song Zhaoyu said this, he still looked at Ling Yihuan with worry in his eyes.

Her painful appearance made Song Chaoyu think of Song Haichen, and Yu Xin couldn't bear to see Ling Yihuan humiliating herself like this. Even if Ling Yihuan didn't listen to her persuasion and let her intervene, Song Chaoyu couldn't do it.

Just when she was about to contact the doctor, there were anxious footsteps outside the door. Song Zhaoyu knew that it was Zhan Jincheng who had returned, and she was suddenly relieved that she finally didn't have to face Ling Yihuan by herself.

There was also a look in Ling Yihuan's eyes suddenly, she glanced at Song Chaoyu, her eyeballs rolled bleakly, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Song Zhaoyu didn't understand until Zhan Jincheng walked in the door.

Ling Yihuan heard the door slam, and walked down from the sofa. Seeing the broken glass on the ground, she stepped on it without any hesitation.

Song Chaoyu's pupils began to widen, she covered her mouth with both hands in astonishment, and looked at Ling Yihuan in shock.

I didn't expect Ling Yihuan to be so ruthless.

Song Zhaoyu quickly walked in front of her, only to see the blood on his feet was spreading little by little.For a while, Song Chaoyu was speechless.

Ling Yihuan's expression was ferocious, and the pain made her face instantly turn pale, but seeing Zhan Jincheng approaching step by step, the corners of Ling Yihuan's mouth finally rose.

"Jincheng." She stretched out her hand towards Zhan Jincheng.

(End of this chapter)