Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 244 Restlessness (1)
Song Ningjiu heard the voice from the top of her head, as if she was a little unreal and fragile, she unconsciously stopped the movement of her hands on his chest, and slowly hugged his waist.

Although he didn't say anything, from the first time they met, he was mean to Tang Yuan, and later he was sharp to his father. It was a completely different defensive state towards others, which made her feel that he cared.

Something must have happened to make him like this.Especially when he said to his father: Come on, my mother died early, and you only cared about educating your other precious son since you were young. You should know that no one taught me.Look, I'm so old, isn't it too late for you to come to education now?It can be seen that he has lacked family affection since he was a child, and she can understand that feeling best.

"Mingheng, what kind of person is your mother?" she asked.

If his father is like this, at least his mother loves him, she just wants to bring back his memories, the softness in his heart reminds him that even though his mother is no longer there, at least he is his mother's love, Jin Mingheng didn't answer her, just Just hug her harder.It's not that I don't want to say it, but that memory is too painful...

The next day, when they returned to Xinfeng City, the two resumed their previous life trajectory.She raised her baby at home with peace of mind, and picked out the wedding dress by the way, and he was a little busy with the company because he just came back.

At five o'clock in the afternoon that day, Jin Mingheng finished his work early and decided to go home early to have dinner with Song Ningjiu.I took the elevator to the underground parking lot, but I saw Ganquan appearing silently, waiting for him deliberately.

"Jin Shao, Chu Ci wants to see you."

There was no ups and downs in Gan Quan's voice.

Jin Mingheng paused slightly when he heard this, and turned to look at him.

Gan Quan just stood there looking at him, dressed in dark attire, still had that kind of austere aura, as if blending in with this winter season.

Jin Mingheng didn't answer him, but opened the car door and sat in.He drove the red Lamborghini out of the parking lot, and drove towards home through the neon night.

After passing a certain intersection, his car suddenly turned back.Put on the headset and dial the number at home.

"Hello?" Song Ningjiu's voice came from the other end, he could almost imagine her small body lazily curled up on the sofa, her thin lips curved slightly unconsciously.

"Mingheng?" There was no response from the other end, and the voice was full of doubts.

Jin Mingheng came back to his senses and said, "Xiao Jiu'er, I have something to do tonight, and I may not be able to go home until later."

A few days ago, because he was looking for her, Jin Mingheng didn't take care of his work. He has been working overtime these days, or just socializing, so Song Ningjiu is also used to it, so it is not very surprising that he said that.

Song Ningjiu nodded, and then realized that he didn't seem to be able to see. She told her: "Then remember to eat when you work overtime, and drink less if you have social gatherings. It's not good for your health." She also seemed to gradually adapt to the role of the little wife, and began to chat exhort.

At this time, Jin Mingheng seemed to enjoy her like this, which would make him feel loved, so his chest was warm.She was beautiful in her heart, but she pretended to say, "Got it, little old woman."

Song Ningjiu also seemed to realize that he was getting more and more wordy, with an annoyed expression on his face.Biting her lip, she said, "Okay, go ahead." As if to hang up the phone.

"Hey, wait." Jin Mingheng shouted.

Song Ningjiu paused when she put the phone down, and asked, "What else can I do?"

"Have you tried on the wedding dress?" Jin Mingheng asked.

"Oh, I got a call from a bridal shop today, saying that the wedding you ordered has been shipped. But I don't feel well, so I didn't go." She replied.

"Torturing you again?" He asked nervously.

"It's okay, it means he is working hard to grow." Song Ningjiu touched his flat stomach.This feeling is very strange, obviously I can't feel anything, but my liking for him seems to increase a little every day, even now I feel like I'm suffering.

"Okay then, I'll find time to accompany you to try tomorrow." Jin Mingheng said.

"Yes." Song Ningjiu nodded.

Originally, trying on the wedding dress should be a matter of two people, how embarrassing is it for her to go by herself?
"Ghost girl, don't kiss me yet." He stepped on the brakes, and the Lamborghini stopped, and he said, unbuttoning the seat belt.

There was a pop sound from the other end, and he kissed back, before hanging up the phone.Pushing the door and getting off the car, a tall figure stood outside a certain nursing home, and the building with flashing lights came into his eyes.Jin Mingheng put the hung up mobile phone into his pocket, his thin lips were pressed together, and his expression was no longer as gentle as when he was talking on the phone with Song Ningjiu.

He walked into the inpatient department with steady steps, and took the elevator to a certain floor.Gan Quan was already standing outside a certain room in the corridor, a slight surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw his figure.

When he just went to report, Jin Mingheng had already left, and he thought he would not come.But naturally he would not ask Jin Mingheng why he changed his mind, and Jin Mingheng would not answer him either.

"Jin Shao." He greeted him.

"What about him?" Jin Mingheng asked.

Gan Quan turned around and took him away, helping him open one of the doors.

Jin Mingheng stepped into Chu Ci's ward and looked around.Although Chuci kidnapped Song Ningjiu, the ward arranged by Ganquan was still in good condition.The facilities are complete and the lighting is good.

Chu Ci was sitting in a wheelchair in a blue plaid hospital gown, eating dinner.He was holding the rice bowl in his left hand, and holding a spoon in his right hand, and was digging food into his mouth, but that hand seemed to be shaking.With his head lowered, he could vaguely see a piece of gauze on his forehead.

His right hand was a bit uncomfortable, so before the food in the spoon reached his mouth, more than half of it fell, some fell back into the bowl, and some fell on his body. This look of embarrassment is really beyond imagination. It was the suave Young Master Chu from ten days ago.

"His legs were frostbitten, and the doctor said that he might not stand up again, as did his right arm joint," said Gan Quan, who was standing behind him.

Hearing the voice, Chu Ci turned his head and naturally saw Jin Mingheng.

It stands to reason that he should hate Jin Mingheng the most when he has come to this point.So when he saw himself in such a mess, he should be hysterical.Most people should be hysterical when they encounter such setbacks.

But he was very calm on the contrary, maybe he was prepared for Jin Mingheng to come.So he just calmly put the spoon in his hand back into the rice bowl, and slowly put the bowl back on the table with his left hand.Then he pulled out a facial tissue and wiped his mouth.

Because his left hand suffered less frostbite than his right hand, he could still move freely, and the whole movement no longer looked too awkward.He raised his eyes to face Jin Mingheng, with a faint smile on his lips, and said, "Here we come."

Like a host waiting for guests, or only someone like Chu Ci can be so calm in the face of the current situation.

(End of this chapter)