Life With You

Ren Lina was upset. Hearing that, she frowned and said, "I haven't asked you yet, what's wrong with Ling Yue?"

Qiao Aiwen replied without changing her face: "I said, I like him."

Ren Lina's face was even worse: "You have been abroad, how did you know the doctor of Xiehe?"

Qiao Aiwen suddenly curled her lips, and replied with a three-point ridicule and seven-point provocative: "I don't believe it myself. He works in the largest and best public hospital in the United States. The position is equivalent to the domestic deputy director. I don't know the annual salary. , But I heard that in order to keep him, the local hospital offered conditions equivalent to buying a 300-square-meter house on the second ring road of Yecheng. I said why I couldn’t contact him recently because he had returned to China.”

After listening to Ren Lina, her face eased a little, but her brows were still frowned: "That's really good at saying that, what does his family do?"

Qiao Aiwen raised her eyelids and said disgustedly: "I went for his people, not his family. Does his family conditions matter to me?"

After speaking, she added another sentence immediately: "Do you think that what I said just now counts as his worth? I want to tell you that he is very capable! Obviously you can rely on your face to eat, and people rely on talent."

It is said that the daughter is the mother's close-fitting padded jacket, but Qiao Aiwen is Ren Lina's ripped jeans, or the ripped jeans of the cold winter.

Every word she said can reach Ren Lina's lungs.

Ren Lina took a deep breath, obviously angry, and then said, "That won't work! Didn't you hear Shanshan say that he is in love with Song Xi?"

Qiao Aiwen lowered her face and sneered: "If she says you believe it?"

While she was talking, she stepped towards the door, Ren Lina asked, "Where are you going?"

Qiao Aiwen lowered her head and put on her boots, and said without looking back: "Go and verify whether Ling Yue and Song Xi are related."

Ren Lina couldn't control her, she could only let the door open and close.

In the hospital, Ling Yue was looking through the medical records in the office to prepare for the operation tomorrow morning. When the door rang, he said, "Please come in."

When the door was pushed open, Ling Yue looked up, his expression changed and he stared at the opposite person unblinkingly.

The woman sits in a black long cashmere trench coat, with a belt tied around her waist, revealing a section of leather boots underneath. The BVLGARI snake head bag on her body is also black, with a gloomy face, as if giving her a pair of leather gloves, she can be The German Mafia.

Looking at Ling Yue without blinking, the woman entered the room, closed the door, and locked her eyelids without blinking.

Seeing her locked the door, Ling Yue frowned.

The woman walked up to him, hooked her left leg over the chair, and sat down, taking her hands out of her coat pockets, not to mention wearing a pair of black leather gloves.

The gloves were taken off and threw them on the table. Her heroic and beautiful face was full of resentment, and her red lips opened: "It's really you."

Ling Yue looked at the woman in front of him, already suppressing the surprise in his eyes, and asked aloud, "Why are you here?"

Qiao Aiwen said: "I should ask you this."

Ling Yue said lightly: "This is where I work."

Qiao Aiwen did not blink her eyes, locked his face like a tracker, and said with a sullen face: "I'm calling you, why don't you answer?"

Ling Yue's face remained unchanged: "It's blackened."

Qiao Aiwen frowned, and instantly became angry: "Ling Yue!"

Ling Yue said lightly: "I told you very clearly when I was in the United States, don't chase me, I don't like you, and I won't fall in love with you, even if you chase here, I will still say that. Yes, China is no better than foreign countries. I don’t want anyone to talk or talk about it. It’s not good for you or me.

Qiao Aiwen still stared at him intently: "Done?"

Ling Yue said nothing, her red lips opened: "You are going back to China, I will not stop you, but at least you can tell me a little bit of wind? Do you know how many hundreds of calls I called you recently? The hospital in the U.S. refused to tell you where you went, I thought something happened to you!"

She endured her heartache, her voice was steady, but the moistness of her eyes revealed the true worries in her heart.

Ling Yue's eyes quickly slipped through a slight embarrassment and softheartedness, but quickly returned to normal. He was unsmiling, but his face was not cold enough. Whoever made him have stars in his eyes, bright and bright, always seemed to be shining.

However, the seemingly gentle man, his words are full of ice balls. He said: "Thank you for worrying about you, but our relationship is not counted as a friend. I don't need to say hello to you wherever I go."

Qiao Aiwen looked at him, and a few seconds later, she suddenly smiled and turned her eyes away. Ling Yue thought she was so angry that she would be so angry that she would never look back.

But Qiao Aiwen smiled and looked at him sideways and said: "It's great... it's the original formula."

Ling Yue looked at her and made sure she was not mad.

Qiao Aiwen leaned on the table with one hand, propped her chin, looked at Ling Yue's face blatantly, and said happily: "In the United States, I used English to frustrate me. When I returned to China, I frustrated me in Chinese. Hey, I found that you speak Chinese more than English. Nice, you say a few more words."

If this were left in ancient times, it would be naked hooligans, molesting good women and men!

Ling Yue was expressionless, and replied coldly: "Have your parents taught you what reservedness is?"

Hearing that, the smile on Qiao Aiwen's face slowly and inch by inch retracted, and the corners of her lips were turned away. She looked at Ling Yue and said in a low voice, "My dad passed away two months ago, but he was also alive. Never taught me what reservedness is."

Speaking of the last sentence, she tried to hold the corners of her lips, but her eyes were instantly red.

Ling Yue looked at her, wondering if what she said was true or false.

When he was working in the United States, he accidentally saved a friend of Qiao Aiwen who had a heart attack. At that time, it was Qiao Aiwen who sent the person to the hospital. He was only doing his duty, treating the illness and saving people. Somehow he recruited such a person who could not be sent away. The female fairy, she ran to the hospital when she was okay, but his focus on saving people was particularly charming.

He made it clear that he didn’t want to develop further, but Qiao Aiwen was very skinny. In order to be able to talk to him, she had used any tricks. She even pretended to have a heart attack, so scared that he picked her up and rushed to the emergency room. Later, he learned that she was a lie. He was so angry that he hadn't spoken to her for a week. Later, she wrote a three-thousand-word apology letter before he managed to put out the fire.

It is not only her habit to check in where he works, but also a habit of wholehearted outsiders in American hospitals. Later, somehow, she suddenly disappeared. The colleagues around him were expecting her to appear. Only Ling Yue was not moving like a bell. He didn’t. I like this chasing game, and I hate other people playing psychological warfare with him.

So he simply blacked Qiao Aiwen and didn't expect... and would not miss it.

Right now the two met again in China, sitting face to face, and once in a while, Ling Yue would still be in the United States in a daze.

Seeing Qiao Aiwen with red eyes, he was silent for a while, his thin lips opened: "Sorry."

Qiao Aiwen said: "It's not the festival. I call you when I am the most sad, and you don't need to answer my call. I still blackmail me and apologize to me."

She looked at him arrogantly and a little bit coquettishly, Ling Yue revealed a sense of helplessness in her eyes. She thought he was softened, but he replied: "I don't want to be so blunt, but if you are like this, my girlfriend knows whether Happy, she is not happy, I am not happy either."