Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 651 The Big Boss Behind the Scenes (14)
Now, this photo is stained with a few drops of coagulated blood, covering up the harmonious scene.

Deceiving herself time and time again, she is living in the cocoon she wove, and now the streaks are torn out, how should she mend them?

If he is really dead, if there is really no more man named Song Qiyan in this world...

Yin Li suddenly heard a crisp crack in the living room, spreading across the entire staircase.

His eyes froze, a sense of uncertainty rose, and then he quickly went upstairs.

"Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi..." Yin Li slammed on the bedroom door heavily and anxiously, just missing the door.

The bedroom door opened quietly, and Jin Ziqi stood at the door. She was barefoot, and the corners of a white shirt fluttered in the wind in the corridor. She was holding a tissue in her hand, and behind her was a piece of mottled blue and white porcelain.

Her face was calm, seeing the nervousness on Yin Li's face, she just smiled lightly: "I accidentally bumped into it."

"If you have something to do, go first. I may not go to the company in the afternoon."

After finishing speaking, Jin Ziqi turned around and walked back, and closed the door behind him.

Yin Li's temples twitched when he heard the sound of broken porcelain slicing and cutting on the wooden floor.

He saw the dark red floating where Jin Ziqi's left foot stepped.

Song Xiaobao's nurse in the next room was awakened by the knock on the door just now, and came out with Song Xiaobao in his arms: "Mr. Yin?"

Yin Li was about to break in the door, but when he saw the fat child in the nurse's arms, he stopped his hands and waved to the nurse. The nurse was so smart that he didn't hold the child and came forward easily. .

Seeing that the nurse couldn't come, Yin Li sighed annoyedly, and went over to snatch Song Xiaobao away.

"Mr. Yin..." The nurse was so frightened that she was about to cry.

Yin Li glared at her and warned her not to make noise, while he held Song Xiaobao stiffly and pushed open the bedroom door.

Jin Ziqi was calmly dealing with the wound on his foot. He used tweezers to pick out the tiny porcelain pieces in the wound, rinsed it with cold water, dried it, applied ointment, removed the tag, and put new socks on his feet.

Hearing footsteps, Jin Ziqi raised his head and saw Yin Li standing in front of him holding Song Xiaobao.

"I thought you were gone."

Jin Ziqi laughed mischievously, and then quickly dispersed, as if even she knew that this smile was forced.

Yin Li didn't know how to persuade a woman who had lost her husband. He watched Jin Ziqi pack the medicine box quietly, then he sat on the sofa and put Song Xiaobao on his lap, "You still have children in your life."

Jin Ziqi paused when she placed the medicine box, then she turned around, "I know, don't worry, I won't be overwhelmed."

"Do you think I can rest assured that you are like this?" Yin Li threw Song Xiaobao on the sofa casually, and stood up: "If you want to die or live, what do you mean if you are half dead?"

Song Xiaobao was suddenly thrown like a hydrangea, and was immediately awakened. When he woke up, he looked around, and then burst into tears. The volume was not suppressed at all, and it immediately rang throughout the corners of the main building.

"Look at yourself, even your son is inferior, at least he can cry and laugh when he wants to cry!"

Jin Ziqi watched his son crying out of breath, but the culprit hadn't the slightest sense of coaxing him, so he had to walk over, hugged Song Xiaobao, and hummed softly: "Xiaobao, don't cry, Xiaobao!" good!"

Song Xiaobao pursed his lips, his crying gradually weakened, and finally he seemed to sigh, and rubbed against her arms.

"Yes, children from so-called wealthy families like us can't easily reveal a cowardly side, but it's not to teach you to look like a mummy. Could it be that Song Qiyan told you not to shed a single tear when he died? ?"

"He's not dead!" Jin Ziqi's face turned cold: "A Li, I'm tired, you go back."

Yin Li pointed at Jin Ziqi angrily: "Jin Ziqi, you are doing well, if you continue like this, you must be careful!"

After finishing speaking, he slammed the door and walked out, and the sound of his footsteps going downstairs was heard on the steps.

Jin Ziqi stared blankly at the door, blinked her eyes, a layer of water mist formed at the bottom of her eyes, she quickly raised her head before water droplets formed, but the water mist was too heavy, tears still slipped out of the corners of her eyes.

The nurse stood at the door hesitating at some point, when Jin Ziqi saw her: "Take Xiaobao and go to sleep."

"Young lady, you..."

"I am fine."

She smiled lightly, but she didn't know that there were tears on her cheeks at the moment.

The nurse hugged Song Xiaobao and went out step by step, thinking that he must call Mrs. Su.

Jin Ziqi was the only one left in the bedroom. She walked to the bed with a dazed expression. She thought she should sleep, but she kicked the box with her toe, and slipped out a platinum and diamond ring from the corner.

Jin Ziqi held the ring under the sun, and the sparkling diamond light made her unable to open her eyes.

She turned around suddenly, ran to the dressing table, took out a thin tape measure from the drawer, and measured it around the diamond ring.

Jin Ziqi looked at the measurement results, and suddenly his body went limp, and he slid on the ground.

She rubbed the ruby ​​ring on her ring finger, and a feeling of excitement surged up in her heart. She covered her mouth and wept with joy, tears pouring out of her eyes: "It's not him, it's not him..."

Inside the VIP ward of the hospital.

Han Minzheng sat by the bed, looked up from the "Short Story Collection" in his hand, and looked at the quiet person on the bed.

"I read a novel just now, in which the hero got close to the heroine because of fame and fortune, but the heroine gave up a lot and did a lot for him. In the end, the heroine got cancer. At this time, the hero had already got what he wanted. , he intends to retire after success, but the heroine is still waiting for him in a wheelchair holding a wedding dress..."

He brushed Yu Qingqiao's thinner cheeks with his fingertips, and whispered softly, "Qing Qiao, guess the ending."

The phone rang suddenly, Han Minzheng answered the phone and got up, walked to the window: "Chairman."

"Min Zheng, can I trust you?" A slightly hoarse female voice rang on the other end of the phone.

Han Minzheng has a slender figure, standing by the window, a desk lamp in the room, the dim light clips a silhouette.

He looked up and looked at a flock of wild geese flying past the window.

"Speak, Chairman."

"Where is the young lady? I heard that she didn't go to the company in the afternoon."

Su Ningxue put the briefcase on the sofa, sat down rubbing her temples, and asked the maid about Jin Ziqi's situation.

"Young Madam should be in the bedroom. She hasn't stepped out of the room since Mr. Yin left."

Su Ningxue nodded and asked the maid to step back: "Go and prepare dinner, I'll go and see the Young Madam."

(End of this chapter)