After being reborn, she married her ex’s arch-rival.

After being silent for a long time, Lin Jing looked around, smiled stiffly at the corner of his mouth, and said with a stumbling voice: "How, how do you talk to the elders?"

"Before I take action now, I advise you to get out of here." Song Shengsheng frowned, showing disgust all over his body, as if the other party was some kind of trash.

Lin Jing looked a little embarrassed. He spoke in a nice voice and even came over to give a red envelope. Is this how she talked to her elders?
Just then I thought, this is right outside the president's office. There is something going on here, and Song Jianghe must know about it.

Lin Jingke didn't have the ability to offend Song Jianghe yet. He had to rely on Song Jianghe to continue to dominate outside!
"Shengsheng's temper is getting really bad." Lin Jing said, subconsciously stepping back.

Song Shengsheng looked at Lin Jing's appearance and felt extremely disgusted in his heart. He pulled out a mocking smile on his lips and silently cursed, "Trash."

Later, Lin Jing went to the office where the two were sent, but left Song Jianghe's office not long after. When he came out, he was obviously a little angry.

Song Shengsheng didn't pay attention. She persisted until get off work, and then went home from get off work.

In fact, she couldn't tell exactly what was wrong with her. She just felt groggy, a little chest tight and short of breath, and her body temperature could only be considered a low fever.

When she got home, her aunt had already prepared dinner. Song Shengsheng had no appetite, so she ate some casually and asked her aunt to keep it.

Something wasn't right about Song Shengsheng's condition. Her aunt noticed it and quickly became concerned. Finally, she gave Song Shengsheng some cold medicine and asked her to rest early.

As soon as he took the medicine and lay down, Song Shengsheng received news from Yan Jinghua. Thinking of what he had promised Yan Jinghua last time, Song Shengsheng told Yan Jinghua.

"But I don't have a fever now. I just feel a little tired. It may be caused by working overtime for several days in a row." Song Shengsheng said while looking at Yan Jinghua, who looked serious in the video.

Yan Jinghua frowned, "Then you should rest now."

"Well, I'll just tell you so as not to worry you." Song Shengsheng's voice was very soft, with a hint of coquettishness.

Yan Jinghua was a little helpless, but finally stopped frowning. He warned, "Then you should rest now. If anything happens, call me as soon as possible. Do you understand?"

"Yes." Song nodded obediently in agreement.

After hanging up the video, Song Shengsheng put her phone aside, closed her eyes and fell asleep soon after.

……

The next day.

Song Shengsheng woke up suddenly, but vaguely. Before he even opened his eyes, Song Shengsheng felt his head swelling and pain.

Not only was her head feeling bloated, Song Shengsheng also felt uncomfortable all over her body, and she couldn't help but frown.

At this moment, Song Shengsheng was thinking in her heart that maybe she really had a cold and fever again.

It seems that I can't go to work today. I feel so uncomfortable that I have to go to the hospital.

Song Shengsheng struggled to sit up from the bed, took a look at the mobile phone on the bedside table, and then realized that there were a lot of unread messages in the display bar.Song Shengsheng couldn't help but frown, not understanding what was going on. While thinking about it, Song Shengsheng had already clicked in.

After clicking in, I realized that these messages had nothing to do with work, but about Yan Jinghua!

Song Shengsheng didn't have time to see exactly what happened, but Song Shengsheng saw a photo first. In the photo, the woman stood behind the man, hugged the man's waist, and pressed her cheek against the man's back. Her movements were very intimate.

Maybe it was because the scene was very warm to begin with, or maybe it was because of the photographer's superb skills. In short, when Song Shengsheng looked at the photo, he felt that the man and woman were a perfect match.

There are just two people in the photo, and the man among them is Song Shengsheng's boyfriend.

Song Shengsheng's heartbeat was a little fast. She believed in Yan Jinghua, but when she saw this photo for the first time, she couldn't help but feel an anger welling up in her heart, and her fingers holding the phone couldn't stop straining.

Most of the messages were sent by Zhao Sihan, for no other reason than the photos were sent suddenly in the middle of the night. As a standard night owl, Zhao Sihan was on the front line of eating melons.

Song Shengsheng stared at the phone for a long time, only to feel that her physical discomfort was getting worse. She couldn't help frowning, biting the corners of her lips, and raising her hands to cover her lower abdomen.

When the phone vibrated in the palm of his hand, Song Shengsheng subconsciously glanced at the phone. When he saw that the caller ID was Yan Jinghua, Song Shengsheng and he had already chosen to answer the call before they could react.

"Sound!" Yan Jinghua's slightly anxious voice came over the phone.

"Yes." Song responded in a weak voice. She only felt that her lower abdomen hurt so much, as if she would not be able to hold on and faint at the next moment.

"Shengsheng, I'm sorry about what happened last night, but things are not like that in the photo. Ruan Huirou did rush over to hug me, but I pushed her away the first time!"

Yan Jinghua had already taken care of everything. He had even found the video from last night, but when he explained it to Song Shengsheng, he still couldn't help but feel nervous.

On the phone, after Yan Jinghua finished speaking, Song Shengsheng remained silent and did not speak, which further amplified the uneasiness in Yan Jinghua's heart!
Yan Jinghua subconsciously shouted, "Sound!"

At this moment, Song Shengsheng, who was almost unconscious in pain, seemed to come back to his senses under Yan Jinghua's call, and said in a trembling voice: "Yan Jinghua, I'm in so much pain..."

Yan Jinghua on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, probably a little confused, but he quickly reacted and his expression was even more serious than when he just explained to Song Shengsheng!
Yan Jinghua held the phone and asked loudly to the person on the phone: "Shengsheng! What's wrong with you? Where do you feel pain? What's wrong with you!"

Song Shengsheng had already sat up, but now he fell down due to the pain and curled up on the bed, tears falling uncontrollably from his eyes.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Song said with a choked voice.

Yan Jinghua called Song Shengsheng loudly and asked Song Shengsheng what happened to her.

But Song Shengsheng didn't answer. He could only vaguely hear Song Shengsheng saying it hurt, and her faint sobbing!

Yan Jinghua was extremely worried, and finally had no choice. Yan Jinghua hung up the phone on Song Shengsheng and called his aunt at home.

Yan Jinghua thought to herself that Song Shengsheng should have just gotten up at this moment. She must still be at home, and her aunt should be at home too! (End of chapter)