Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: No. 1 Yuan from a wealthy family

Chapter 132 Is it a contest?

"Miss Qin, I accidentally hung up the phone that day. I'm really sorry."

The female doctor's voice was still as pleasant, but a little deep and hoarse.

Qin Anhao hesitated and was about to reply, when the female doctor continued: "I know you might be a little annoyed, and it's very abrupt for me to ask you like this, as long as you can save my sister, I can agree to any conditions, including...leave he."

Perhaps this is Wen Xin's bottom line, because she has no choice.

The female doctor's words had reached this level, and Qin Anhao's original idea of ​​not wanting her to call again suddenly disappeared.

she was thinking.

Hypothesis.

This woman left Song Yizheng's father, so will Song Yizheng's father reunite with his mother?
After all, they used to be husband and wife, and maybe the old relationship will rekindle, but she doesn't know the specific situation of the whole matter.

She shouldn't be meddling.

The separation of Song Yizheng's parents may be the fault of Song Yizheng's father or his mother.

thought here.

Qin Anhao only replied: "I will ask again."

Just asking, no definite answer.

Helping others is a virtue, but Qin Anhao understands it in his heart.

If this matter was just as simple as Song Yizheng asking Mr. Mo to ask for someone, this female doctor would not call her again and again.
Perhaps, it is a contest.

Qin Anhao was perfunctory, and was about to hang up the phone, when he suddenly called out anxiously: "Miss Qin." After shouting, he paused for a long time, and finally continued in a trembling voice: "I really have nowhere to go."

Word by word, loud and clear.

Hearing what the female doctor said, Qin Anhao stopped hanging up the phone suddenly, and she suddenly felt that the female doctor at this time was somewhat similar to Zeng Yi.

"I'll ask again."

After a while, Qin Anhao finally replied.

After hanging up the phone, my mood seemed to be surging and I couldn't calm down.

After canceling the driving practice, Qin Anhao called Driver Wang.

It's not the first time for Qin Anhao to come to Dongfang International, but compared to the last time, her identity is different this time, and she is even a little embarrassed.

The employees of Dongfang International were very gossip about this matter in their hearts, but they were still respectful on the surface.

In fact, the boss had some gossip girlfriends before, but it was the first time that Miss Qin could directly enter the boss's office without notifying her.

After Qin Anhao entered Song Yizheng's office, the secretary delivered water and fruit plate and left.

Song Yizheng was still in the meeting.

His office was empty, the colors in the office were simple and elegant, and the decoration was low-key but extravagant. From the large bookcase to the small ashtray, everything was expensive.

Qin Anhao first sat down, drank some water, and ate two grapes.

Seeing that Song Yizheng hadn't shown up, he felt a little bored, so he wanted to take out his phone to pass the time, but suddenly he thought of Song Yizheng's downcast face, and finally put the phone back.

I waited for a while, but still saw no one.

Qin Anhao just stood up, walked back and forth twice in the room, stopped suddenly, walked to Song Yizheng's desk, looked at the six drawers beside the pure black desk, hesitated for a while, and wanted to reach out Pull it apart to see if there are any glass beads.

It's a pity that I couldn't open it, but I noticed that there was a fingerprint lock next to the drawer.

Maybe it's a commercial secret.

Qin Anhao withdrew his hand, stopped moving, and leaned back. It was a very comfortable chair with massage effect.

There are several buttons beside the armrest, Qin Anhao just pressed one casually, then leaned comfortably on the chair, and gently closed his eyes.

After all, he is a man with a lot of money, even an office chair is so delicate.

The chairs are very comfortable.

Qin Anhao leaned against the dazed Xiaotian for a while, and when she woke up again, she felt that someone was hugging her. When she opened her eyes and saw that it was Song Yizheng, she closed her eyes again, wrapped her hands around his neck, and leaned against his chest. He asked, "Where are you taking me?"

Here is his office, sofa and chair with massage function, she chooses to sleep on the chair.

"Go to the room, why are you here suddenly?"

Song Yizheng looked down at the woman's face with closed eyes, her sleeping appearance, real and beautiful.

When Qin Anhao heard Song Yizheng's question, he opened his eyes in a daze, looked up at Song Yizheng, and said with a slight smile, "I'll check the post."

After the words fell, Qin Anhao's thoughts gradually returned.

In fact, she didn't come to investigate the post, but to ask him for something.

It's just that Song Yizheng's attitude towards this matter last time obviously didn't want to mention it; so, she wanted to raise it in another way.

When Song Yizheng heard that Qin Anhao said that he came to investigate the post, his brows softened suddenly. After putting her on the bed, he stretched out his hand to scrape the tip of her nose, and replied happily, "Are you satisfied with the investigation?"

Hearing Song Yizheng's question, Qin Anhao nodded, but suddenly shook her head and said, "I fell asleep after waiting, I'm not satisfied." After saying that, she opened her eyes and stared at Song Yizheng.

Song Yizheng saw that Qin Anhao was dissatisfied, raised his brows slightly, watched him bow his head and toss deeply between her lips, and asked after he left, "Are you satisfied?"

Qin Anhao's lips were a little swollen from being kissed by Hao, and he frowned pitifully. He reached out to cover his mouth, but Song Yizheng grabbed his wrist, and couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her again.

The attachment and skillful kiss, gradually lost the idea of ​​just wanting to kiss and stop, unknowingly Shen Lun...

Song Yizheng might still have some official business. After asking for it once, he let Qin Anhao go, but he didn't rush to leave. Afterwards, he hugged her, gently stroking her shoulders to arms with his rough fingers.

Qin Anhao leaned on the man's chest, panting for a while, seeing Song Yizheng in a good mood.

He started by saying, "I want to take some contraceptive measures."

Song Yizheng's hand stroking Qin Anhao's shoulder tightened slightly. Speaking of which, Song Yizheng wanted to have a child with her, and if she didn't want it, he wouldn't force it.

Without any barriers, Qin An could clearly feel Song Yizheng's hands tightening a bit, but he didn't care too much, but raised his head to look at the man's handsome face, and said: "I don't want to wear a wedding dress with my belly out."

At first she thought that Song Yizheng didn't want a child and always kept silent; but after getting together, she discovered that he never planned or mentioned contraception.

Seeing what Qin Anhao meant, Song Yizheng replied with a chuckle, "I will arrange the wedding as soon as possible." As long as both of them have the heart, the wedding is easy.

Qin Anhao saw a smile on Song Yizheng's face, his eyes flickered, he got up abruptly, kissed the man's face, and stared at him while lying on his body.

Song Yizheng's heart tightened a little under the woman's fiery gaze, and he couldn't stand it and reached out to grab her shoulder, just about to turn over.

"Can you do something for me again?"

Qin Anhao asked the moment the man clasped her shoulders. In her impression, at such a time, he would depend on her for everything.

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