Luxury family's favor: BOSS's forbidden heart

"Second uncle, I won't be like you until my beloved is gone. I must seize the opportunity to let him fall in love with me."

Romon's words left Luosheng speechless. Looking at Romon, Luosheng sighed helplessly and stopped talking.

Romon's back is very determined to leave. She is really confident. She wants money, money and body. Besides, the Luo family is so strong, how can she willingly admit defeat?

Ziqi opened her eyes and looked at the pale ceiling of the hospital. Everything was over, but her heart was empty.

God knows what she's been through.

The child, completely away from her, she really felt sad.

Ear is a gentle voice: "Ziqi, how do you feel?"

She saw Huang puchong's worried appearance. Uneasy, she stretched out her hand, and her hand was soon held by him. At this moment, he was still around, which was the greatest comfort to her.

"I'm fine."

"I bought you chicken soup and I'll feed you, okay?"

The gentle voice was still in her ear. She smiled at him and said, "thank you."

"In the future, don't say thank you to me. We have to depend on each other. There are still many days, you know?"

His voice is really good, warm, let her have a feeling of wanting to cry.

She drank the chicken soup he bought. It was not very sweet, but her heart was warm.

In his ear, his voice was very gentle: "the most important thing now is to take care of your body. Before taking care of your body, don't think about anything. Just take care of it with peace of mind, okay am?"

Thoughtful words swirled in her ears. She listened and was really happy.

She nodded at him, and then her eyes looked at him so brightly. Then she stared at him and asked, "Huang puchong, what do you think we are?"

Her voice was careful, but after the words were spoken, her eyes looked at him very brightly without blinking.

Huang puchong, who was asked, probably didn't expect her to ask. First he was stunned, and then he said, "what do you want us to be?"

It was still a gentle voice like a breeze, which broke into her ears and made her feel very comfortable.

Only when the voice made her feel at ease, it was more sad.

Yeah, what's their relationship? What relationship does she want them to have, huh?

Want him back to her? I always feel that even if he is still ahead, even if she is full of hopes and requirements for him, it is still not so easy to get close.

She looked at him and said nothing.

Perhaps she was afraid that she would fall into a sad state again, so Huang puchong anxiously said to her, "are we friends?"

They are friends, but there are many kinds of friends.

Is it an ordinary friend? Or best friend? Or a little closer than friends?

She wanted to ask him, but when she looked at him, she didn't ask a word.

Huang puchong, who was staring at her, smiled gently and said to her, "well, don't think so much. Take care of your body first. When you're well, talk about other things, okay?"

She nodded and did not continue the topic.

When the chicken soup was about to finish, Huang puchong's phone rang.

Such a loud voice revolved in Ziqi's ear. Huangpu looked at his mobile phone and had no intention to answer the phone. He let the mobile phone ring loudly.

So he makes Ziqi very strange.

She asked, "who called?"

He smiled bitterly, "no one."

After speaking, he was ready to hang up the phone, but he was stopped by Ziqi.

"You answer, will you?" she looked at him, her voice was very calm.

Huang puchong, holding his mobile phone, hesitated first and then said; "OK."

When he answered the phone, it was Romon. He had said everything about breaking up. Now that he had made up his mind, it was useless even if Romon didn't want to break up with him, because he had decided to break up.

Romon's gentle voice in his ear invited him, "honey, I want to invite you to dinner, okay?"

He looked at Su Ziqi lying on the hospital bed and said directly, "no, thank you."

Huang puchong's refusal made Romon's voice loud. She asked, "why not? Is it so difficult to have dinner with me? Why? Huang puchong, are you with any woman?"

I don't know if Romon's questions made him too angry. When he listened to these questions, he suddenly couldn't control his emotions.

His voice was loud. He was full of anger and shouted at the woman at the other end of the phone: "yes, Romon, it's so difficult. I'm really sorry. I just don't want to have dinner with you. You don't have to call me."

When he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Looking at him, Ziqi wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

Huangpu choked but said softly, "I'll pour water to wash your face."

Before she could answer, he got up and went to the bathroom.

Soon, he brought a basin of hot water, twisted a towel and wiped her cheek gently.

Everything seems very beautiful, but such a beauty makes Ziqi not feel at ease. She is very worried that such a beauty will suddenly disappear.

She tightly grasped Huang puchong's hand and stared at him. She didn't speak for a long time.

Ear is his gentle voice: "tired, close your eyes and have a good sleep."

Ziqi thought that her body would not recover so quickly, but under the care of Huang Puyu, her body recovered very well. She could walk down the ground. Tang Wan said that in a few days, she could be discharged from the hospital.

She sat on a bench in the hospital yard, the sun falling on her, warm.

But she found that her heart was not interested in anything, and her whole heart seemed to be frozen. That kind of solidification was uncomfortable, which always made her feel very desperate.

Huang puchong came from a distance. He twisted a heat preservation lunch box in his hand. He said the chicken soup in the hospital was not good, so he went home to cook soup for her.

She watched him run over with a gentle smile.

He greeted her and asked, "how are you feeling today?"

"Not bad." Ziqi said in a gentle voice.

Huang puyong opened the chicken soup with a smile and said, "how about the chicken soup I stewed today..."

A burst of fragrance came to her nose. Ziqi sniffed and said, "it's very fragrant. I like it very much."

"Then I'll feed you." he held up the spoon and smiled brightly at her.

Zi Qi must say, "OK."

I'm used to being taken care of. It feels good to be taken care of.