Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 360
Aunt Zhang's burly, the crape myrtle on the wheelchair is more slender and weak.

Song Yi was very clever, he didn't need Ling Mo to speak, or his eyes reminded him, he had already walked towards Ziwei, "Miss, let me check the pulse for you."

Ziwei looked at Ling Mo and saw that his face was pale, she pursed her lips, and although she was a little reluctant, she still handed Song Yi her hand.

Song Yi has a professional habit, that is, he always carries basic medical tools on his body, such as the diagnostic wood in front of him, and a set of silver needles that he takes out after taking the pulse.

Ling Mo didn't take the initiative to introduce, and he was too embarrassed to ask this woman who looked exactly like Ye Chen, what to call her, just when she was about to call her "Miss", Ziwei seemed to see through his mind, and slowly opened her mouth Said: "You can call me Ziwei."

"Ziwei?" Song Yi repeated the name subconsciously, his throat tightened for a while, and he suddenly remembered what Ye Chen asked him not long ago, "Song Yi, do you know a woman named Ziwei?"

Could it be... He raised his eyelids and looked carefully at the woman in the wheelchair for the first time since entering the door.

If it weren't for the completely different aura emanating from the inside, the two people are really similar in appearance. It is difficult to say that two people who grow up like this are not twins.

"Mr. Song, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with my name?" Ziwei looked back into Song Yi's eyes and said softly.

Song Yi shook his hand holding the silver needle, "Hehe, of course there is nothing wrong with Miss Ziwei's name, I just suddenly thought of Xia Ziwei from Huanzhugegeli."

Ziwei, who was sent abroad by Chen Zhanguo when she was a baby, naturally had never watched the once extremely popular mainland TV series. She frowned and looked at Ling Mo, "Rong Xuan, Xia Ziwei who is still a princess."

Ling Mo smiled, stretched out his hand, and helped her brush the hair covering her cheeks habitually, "Huanzhugege is a very sensational TV series, and Xia Ziwei is a very important supporting role in it."

Ling Mo said it casually, it can be said that he said it carelessly, but Ziwei is the listener's intention, is it a supporting role?That so-called Xia Ziwei can be an important supporting role, but her Ziwei can only be an important protagonist that no one can replace.

While Ziwei was distracted, the silver needle that Song Yi had wiped with alcohol had already pierced her middle finger, and the bright red blood was quickly put into a test tube, and the lid was sealed tightly.

Not to mention that the weather is so hot, even in winter, things like blood have to be sent to a specific place for storage, otherwise it will directly affect the accuracy of the data to be tested.

So, after closing the lid of the test tube, Song Yi left immediately, and Ling Mo would naturally not keep him. As for Ziwei, even if she wanted to procrastinate deliberately, there was no reason, and she said "thank you" to Song Yi politely. , did not speak again.

After Song Yi left, Ling Mo sat on the sofa for a while. Aunt Zhang served him a cup of Biluochun according to Ling Mo's previous preference. Unexpectedly, he picked it up, took a sip, and then put it down.

Ziwei asked: "Rong Xuan, what's wrong?"

Ling Mo smiled and said softly, "I'm not thirsty."

Ziwei thought that after being apart for such a long time, the two of them would have a lot to talk about, but unexpectedly, the atmosphere suddenly cooled down again.

She grabbed the blanket on her lap, "Rong Xuan..." When she looked up at the man on the sofa, her eyes were already red, "Can you tell me about my life experience?"

Ling Mo was surprised, he obviously didn't expect that Ziwei, who had never asked about her life experience, would suddenly want to know her own life experience.

After a long time, he sighed, and then said softly, "Ziwei, it's too late today, I'll tell you when I have time."

Since he said it was getting late, he naturally didn't stay any longer, and after a while, he got up and left.

After watching him leave, Ziwei's hands on the blanket suddenly curled up tightly, and the joints on the ten fingers were revealed in vain.

What she wants to know about her life experience is just a cover for her. In fact, she just wants to delay the time. It is best that Ling Mo can only sleep here when it is late.

In order to give them some time to spend alone, Aunt Zhang, who was avoiding her specially, also came out of the room when she heard the door closing.

She saw Ziwei sitting in a wheelchair alone, her face was still so gentle, but there was a hostility in her eyes, and she was terrified, afraid that she would hurt herself again, so she strode to her and found that she hadn't Sitting and hurting himself, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Gently stroked her hair, "Miss, don't be sad, after all, you and Mr. Ling haven't seen each other for so many years, you have to give him time."

Since Ling Mo left, Ziwei's eyes have been wandering, it seems that it was not until Aunt Zhang's words of relief that she regained her thoughts of Piaoyuan.

Turning her face sideways, she stared straight at the middle-aged woman who had been serving her for many years, "Aunt Zhang, contact EVEN for me immediately."

Aunt Zhang's face darkened, as if she didn't quite agree with her actions, "Miss, EVEN is a wicked man, why did you contact him?"

Ziwei's eyes turned cold, and her voice was stern, "Don't you listen to me now? It's okay if you don't listen, just get out of here!"

Aunt Zhang was stunned, and when she stood up from Ziwei's wheelchair, her eyes were covered with mist. She didn't say anything, but walked directly to the room.

The door was open, and Ziwei could clearly hear the conversation on the other end, "Hello, EVEN?" After a pause, the person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say, and Aunt Zhang walked out of the room with her mobile phone Come out, and said to the other end of the microphone: "Wait a minute, our lady is looking for you."

While speaking, she had already walked to Ziwei and handed her the phone.

Ziwei took the phone and put it to her ear. Before she could speak, a ruffian voice came from the other end, "Miss Ziwei, I haven't contacted for a long time. I thought you forgot about me."

Ziwei frowned, if it wasn't for this man, who is so famous in the private detective circle, she wouldn't be bothered to talk to such a person.

Ignoring his whining, he said directly: "You fly to me right away, I have a big deal for you."

After hanging up the phone, she handed the phone to Aunt Zhang, with an unconcealable tiredness on her brow.

(End of this chapter)