Madam, president loves you secrectly

"Here you are, miss."

Just as song Qianqian was immersed in the past memories and couldn't extricate himself from the pain, I didn't know when a man stood in the position beside him. He was wearing a white shirt, a briefcase and a pair of black framed glasses. He looked honest, honest and standard professional.

Song Qianqian looked through his sunglasses at the paper towel he handed over. He didn't pick it up immediately, but he was silent.

The man put his briefcase on the shelf, sat down and handed over the paper towel: "wipe it, tears on your face, it's not good for your skin."

Song Qianqian subconsciously lifted her left hand and touched it gently. She found that she really shed tears. She hasn't noticed it yet.

After lowering her head and stretching out her hand to draw the paper towel over, she said in a hoarse whisper, "thank you."

Then, as if strangers were not close, he wiped away the tears on his face and restored his calm and composure.

"Miss Song, you're really as cold as your assistant told me." the man was so amazing that song Qianqian took the initiative to look back at him.

"You..."

"Hello, Miss Song, I'm a doctor specially hired by your assistant Miss Jin, He Xi, Chinese Canadian. I'll make the best treatment plan for your recovery when you live abroad in the future. I've seen a film on your waist. As long as you do as I say, you can walk normally in less than two months." Xu is because he also knows song Qianqian's identity, These are the patient's privacy. He deliberately lowered his voice.

In this relatively empty business class, only the two of them can hear.

As for why he is Canadian Chinese, it is because song Qianqian doesn't intend to stay in Australia at all. I will change planes many times in the middle, also to cover up my whereabouts.

"Why did you come here?"

Song Qianqian was not surprised. The next moment he accepted the reality, and there was no doubt on his face. Probably now many things are unimportant to her.

"Know my patient in advance. I told Miss Jin that I could take the same plane with you and take care of you when I get off the plane."

"Really? Thank you."

"You just... Why did you cry so badly?"

At the mention of what happened just now, song Qianqian's eyes hidden under Sunglasses suddenly became cold: "there's nothing. It's hard to give up thinking of a person going abroad."

She deliberately concealed that he was not easy to expose, and the conversation between the two stopped.

The plane slid on the ground for a long distance. Song Qianqian could obviously feel his body moving with the movement of the plane. Then, the plane went up and left this familiar land.

Song Qianqian leaned his head back and looked out of the side window again.

The little white light through the sunglasses made her close her eyes.

Goodbye, Lin!

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After 10:30 when the timer in the car rang, Junlin's heart suddenly emptied, his hand holding the steering wheel tightened, and stepped on the accelerator faster and faster.

All the way back to your house.

First, he parked the car, then went up to his room on the second floor from the rotating stairs outside and took a cold bath recklessly. He didn't turn out to change his clothes until he stood in his bathrobe in front of the half mirror, looked at his pale face and took a deep breath.