Love for wife never enough: President's forced marriage honey love

In the hospital, Kobayashi came into the ward with a heat preservation bucket. Beside the hospital bed, there was a man standing tall and delicate. It was Yu Qianqian.

Yu Qianqian is holding a bowl of chicken soup in her hand, obviously to feed Huangfu Jing, but Huangfu Jing takes a document and completely treats her as a transparent person.

Kobayashi felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward. It was not the time for him to come in, so he hesitated whether to go in later, but Huang Fujing had found him.

"Xiao Lin, come in." The cold face since Yu Qianqian came was finally warm.

His eyes fell on the thermos, and his eyes were full of stars.

Yu Qianqian immediately turned around. When she saw the thermos bucket in Kobayashi's hand, her face froze.

Kobayashi went in with a heat preservation bucket. He didn't dare to look at Huang Fujing's face because he lied. "Three shaos, this is the nutritional soup made by Mrs. Shao."

"OK." Huangfu Jing closed the document and a gentle smile floated on his face.

Yu Qianqian looked at the smile on Huangfu Jing's face and thought of the person who had not given her a good face since she came in. She was filled with deep jealousy.

Jing, I'm not demanding. I just want to take care of you. Can't I do this?

Kobayashi opened the heat preservation bucket and was even more nervous. Don't drink this soup.

Seeing that Qianqian was still in front of the hospital bed and Kobayashi couldn't say anything, Huang Fu Jing said coldly, "please go out."

His voice was neither salty nor light, without any emotion, like a stranger.

Yu Qianqian opened her mouth and subconsciously wanted to speak, but when she saw Xiaolin, she didn't say anything from her heart. She looked deeply at Huang Fujing and put the bowl on the bedside table, "I'll see you later."

Then she left.

The ward was quiet again, and Huang Fujing's face was completely cold.

As a friend of yu'er, he should take care of him. He doesn't understand this idea?

Xiao Lin put the soup in a bowl and handed it to Huangfu Jing. Huangfu Jing took it, "call Zhao Yang in."

"Yes."

Xiao Lin went out. Huangfu Jing smelled the soup in the bowl and smiled again.

Yu'er, although you don't come to see me, this soup is your intention, I understand.

However, when he drank the soup, Huangfu Jing frowned: it's salty.

He remembers that yu'er is a good cook. Why is it salty?

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and joy floated in his eyes.

Feather son must be worried about him, so he didn't pay attention to the taste.

Like a person with all her likes, don't like a person, even if it's better.

Huangfujing's attitude towards Su Yuer and Yu Qianqian can explain everything.

Zhao Yang came in, "three less."

Huangfu Jing drank all the soup in the heat preservation bucket. His mouth was very salty. "Pour me a glass of water."

"OK."

Zhao Yang handed him the cup. Huang Fujing took it and drank up the whole glass of water. Zhao Yang immediately handed him a wet towel.

Huangfu Jing took it and his face became severe. "Did mom not let yu'er come?"

Zhao Yang looked at him in surprise. Seeing the cold light in huangfujing's eyes, he immediately bowed his head.

On weekdays, the three young people look gentle and easy to get along with, but in fact, when they are angry, they are invisible killing knives, which makes people shudder.

"Do you want me to repeat it?" Huangfu Jing looked at him coldly, and Zhao Yang immediately said, "San Shao, madam, madam also doesn't want to let madam Shao work too hard."

Huangfu Jing sneered. At this moment, his gentle face became soft and cold. "Zhao Yang, do you want me to remind you who is your master?"

Zhao Yang shook and bowed his head. "It was his wife who didn't let Mrs. Shao come, and she... Beat Mrs. Shao."