Divorce me for fame and fortune, why are you crying when I make you a famous queen?

Hilton, Room 1013.

It's a couple-themed room with a red carpet of roses and a bottle of red wine and two goblets on a dimly lit wine cabinet.

Further inside was a large heart-shaped bed, on which sat a woman.

The woman was wearing a translucent lace pajamas, the beautiful scenery inside was looming, and a pair of white and smooth long legs were mostly visible, just lying on her side on the bed, sexy and hot, making people dizzy.

It's a pity that such a beautiful and well-dressed woman is alone in the empty room at this time.

The person she was waiting for did not arrive for a long time.

"Why hasn't Lin Zhou come yet?"

Shen Yao's face was a little ugly, after she finished recording the program from Star City Satellite TV, she hurried to the Hilton Hotel that she had made an appointment with Lin Zhou, and came to the couple's room she had booked in advance.

Chen Jue also made a reservation in advance and asked the staff to decorate this room very romantically.

And Shen Yao also quickly took a bath, dressed up, put on carefully selected sexy pajamas, and prepared expensive red wine.

Just waited for Lin Zhou to arrive, and used his tenderness to recapture him.

As long as Lin Zhou is willing to help her compete for the theme song of "Unsung Hero", and from now on write songs for her wholeheartedly.

She can completely remarry Lin Zhou and be a virtuous and gentle wife.

Although Shen Yao is vain, because of the education of her family since she was a child, she is actually very good at housework, especially cooking, and her skills are comparable to that of a hotel chef.

When she and Lin Zhou were newly married Yan'er, she basically cooked every day, and the two of them could be said to be in love at that time, and the honey was mixed with oil.

It's just that later Shen Yao focused on her career and gradually neglected her family, so she never cooked for Lin Zhou again.

And now, if she remarries Lin Zhou, she is willing to change back to the pure and virtuous wife she once was.

In front of him, he is a super popular star, and after him, he is the little wife of a gold medal songwriter.

Isn't this combination of golden boys and girls also a topic of conversation in the entertainment industry?

Perhaps, his popularity will be even higher.

Shen Yao had already thought far away.

But reality quickly poured cold water on her.

From ten o'clock to twelve o'clock, Lin Zhou never appeared.

Shen Yao sat up with difficulty and rubbed her legs, her legs were numb after posing in a sexy pose on the bed for too long.

Chen Jue sent a WeChat message: "Shen Yao, how did you talk to Lin Zhou?"

Shen Yao replied with a gloomy face: "He didn't come." The

other side was silent for a moment, and then replied, "I'll contact other songwriters."

Shen Yao put down her phone and sat stunned.

Why did

he really not come?

Why

? He used to love me so much, so accommodating me, how could he suddenly have no feelings for me?

I don't believe it!

In the hospital room.

Lin Zhou pulled the sofa bed next to the hospital bed, took a quilt from the cabinet, lay down, and said to Su Qingmei, who was talking on the hospital bed, "

Sleep." Su

Qingmei's three sets of fluids have been transfused just now, but for convenience, the infusion will continue in the next few days, and the indwelling needle will continue to be inserted on the back of her hand.

Su Qingmei was very unaccustomed to it, and touched the indwelling needle on the back of her hand from time to time.

"Be careful, don't get the needle crooked, you'll have to re-prick it tomorrow. The

beds of the two were very close, and Lin Zhou reached out to stop her.

Su Qingmei bit her lip and looked at the needle on the back of her hand, a little aggrieved:

"It's really uncomfortable."

Lin Zhou smiled: "How can you look like a child? Go to bed early." He

turned off the lights and the room fell into darkness.

After a while, Su Qingmei's voice sounded

: "Have you

slept?" Lin Zhou said helplessly: "You haven't slept, how can I sleep?"

"You can talk to me." "It was probably the first time to spend the night in the ward, and Su Qingmei was a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, what are we talking about?" Lin Zhou agreed.

"Do you want to know..."

Su Qingmei paused, her voice trembling slightly:

"Why don't I dare to enter the hospital?"

Lin Zhou was stunned, turned over and looked at the curvy figure on the hospital bed next to him.

Su Qingmei has already narrated quietly:

"I was brought up by my grandmother, and before I was seven years old, I only saw my parents twice, once when my grandmother moved, and once when ... Grandma's funeral. I

don't know if it's an illusion, Lin Zhou seemed to hear Su Qingmei's voice with crying.

This is the first time Lin Zhou has seen Su Qingmei crying.

After

a while, Su Qingmei continued:

"My grandfather passed away before I was born, my parents worked in the field, and my grandmother brought me up alone, which was very hard

, I was very naughty when I was a child, and I was a famous little devil in the yard, but no matter what mistakes I made, my grandmother never got angry

One day, I saw a neighbor's child wearing a beautiful hairpin

, I asked my grandmother to buy it for me, but it was very late at that time, but my grandmother still went out to find a store that sold hairpins for me

, and later, when I saw my grandmother again, she was already lying in the hospital bed

, and there was a lot of blood on her grandmother's body, and there were needles and tubes on the back of her hands, nose, and mouth

Grandma saw me, smiled at me, and pulled a hairpin out of her coat pocket....

Later, the drunk driver was sentenced, and his family also lost a lot of money

, but it was useless, and since then, I have never dared to go to the hospital again. There

was a long silence in the room.

Lin Zhou suddenly remembered that he had never seen Su Qingmei wear a hairpin, and if she tied her hair, she used a hair rope.

Lin Zhou sat up, and he could vaguely see that the quilt on the hospital bed was shaking constantly, and the person hiding in the quilt seemed to be crying.

Lin Zhou stood up, sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at the trembling quilt, he slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked the quilt.

"It's okay, just cry out. "

I didn't cry... Wow~~"

There was a sobbing sound of urns in the quilt, and the cold goddess cried like a child.

Lin Zhou gently patted her thin back through the quilt.

After a while, the whimpering in the quilt gradually stopped.

Lin Zhou took a tissue from the bedside table, gently pulled open the corner of the quilt, and handed it to her.

"Wipe it off. The

tissue was taken, and Su Qingmei pulled the quilt down from the inside.

After a few moments, the quilt pulled open a slit, and a soaked paper towel came out of it.

Lin Zhou took the tissue, and the quilt was pulled down again, blocking the tears inside.

Lin Zhou shook his head and smiled, and patted the quilt gently:

"Do you want to tell Sister Zhang and Xiao Yun tomorrow that our goddess is crying." The

quilt suddenly writhed, and it was clear that the person inside was losing his temper.

"Okay, don't say it, don't say it, I promise not to tell anyone.

Lin Zhou hurriedly said, and the person in the quilt didn't move.

"Miss Su, your grandmother must not want to see you in the sky not taking care of your body, so..."

Lin Zhou leaned close to the quilt and said softly

: "If you are sick in the future, you will have to see a doctor and take medicine obediently, okay?"

The quilt lifted a corner, revealing a pretty face like pear blossoms and rain:

"I dare not enter the hospital alone."

Lin Zhou looked at her, in the dark, his eyes met.

"I'll come with you.

"Okay. "

Sleep, I'm looking at you. "

Hmm.

Lin Zhou sat on the edge of the bed and guarded Su Qingmei.

Su Qingmei was already tired for a day, and she had just cried, but at this moment, she finally couldn't bear the exhaustion, and fell asleep in the company of Lin Zhou.

Not long after she fell asleep

, a sudden mobile phone ringtone, Lin Zhou took out the mobile phone from his trouser pocket at the speed of light, turned off the ringtone first, and then looked at the mobile phone screen.

The caller is, Shen Yao.

......

[Author's words: Thank you for your support! The author is desperately coding words, and there is a change in the evening, thank you!].