Sheng Ai First Lady

Xia Jin leaned against the big soft and thick pillow, staring out the window in a daze.

Han Li stood at the door, leaning against the door and looking at the woman half lying on the bed, with complicated eyes and indescribable emotions hidden.

When Xia Jin heard the movement, she turned her head and saw him. The stunned look on her face had disappeared, replaced by a sweet smile with resentment on her face, "Why did you come to see me?"

Han Li walked over and said with a faint smile, "Don't you want people to know that we are old acquaintances?"

The lighting in the bedroom is very good, the climate is cool, and the sun just shines in. With her pretty short hair and a clear and charming smile, she looks extremely bright, as if the loneliness and shadows in the depths of her eyebrows and eyes just now have disappeared. Just his illusion.

"Is the wound better?" Han Li didn't ask, he knew her for three years, enough to understand that this woman can't say anything.

"Of course," she smiled coquettishly, she can't ruin your brand of genius doctor.

Han Li laughed at himself, "Sooner or later, my brand will be ruined in your hands."

Xia Jin looked sideways, and didn't want to talk about this topic. She thought for a while and said, "Why didn't you leave with Shu'er, you are not suitable to stay in a place like Yemen."

"Because you're here." He stared at her motionlessly, so he caught her slightly raised eyebrows at a glance, Han Li smiled lazily, with a very loose posture, "Xia Jin, I always have a beginning and an end. I saved you in the first place, and I will save you to the end."

Xia Jin smiled casually, "Han Li, this is not a good choice."

"It's my choice."

When I met you, I had no choice.

Han Li didn't say anything more. He took a deep look at her, then turned around to go out. When he reached the door, he turned around again, "Is he treating you well?"

"very good."

Xia Jin answered quickly, she didn't know if she guessed that he would ask such a question, or if she didn't need to think too much about this question.

It wasn't until the sound of Han Li's footsteps completely disappeared that Xia Jin realized why she reflexively said that the boss was very kind to her?

is it good is it goodNot very good.

Xia Jin puffed her cheeks, feeling very depressed.

She stretched out her hand to pick up the phone on the side with difficulty, slid her fingers back and forth on the screen, blinked her eyes, and finally dialed someone's number shamelessly.

The phone was picked up almost as soon as it was dialed, "Sumire?" A deep and pleasant voice came from the other side of the phone line, "Did something happen?"

Xia Jin pursed her lips, dissatisfied with this opening sentence, "Do I only come to you if I have something to do?"

After adjusting a comfortable posture, Xia Jin put the phone to her ear, "Even the books are gone, so boring, so boring, I'm so boring."

She kept talking about being bored like an automatic repeater, regardless of whether he was busy with work or what he was doing.

Hearing her voice, Boss Gong immediately raised the corners of his lips, and even his usually cold eyes softened a lot, and a touch of affection melted into his voice, "I'll come back to accompany you."

"No, no, no," Xia Jin closed her eyes, enjoying the sunshine and his voice. She knew he didn't have time, and he wouldn't go out if he had time. "Is your city recovering?"

Too boring, so I had to find someone to gossip.

"Well, wake up, and you can almost recover after a few months of recuperation."

"Can you buy a cat to accompany me? I want a white cat with black eyes."

"When your injury heals, I will accompany you to the market to choose."

"The dishes at noon are a bit salty, and I always want to drink water in the afternoon." Miss Xia was basically unconstrained, there was no connection between the previous sentence and the next sentence, and she said whatever came to her mind.

"I asked Evan to replace the chef."

"That's not necessary, it's not easy for others to make a living."

Boss Gong is very patient, he will answer what she says, and sometimes Xia Jin just complains over there, but he will listen very seriously, without the slightest bit of impatience.