Sickly Love: Master Ruan, fierce and aggressive!

Lin Zhen? He's dying?

When song wanwei heard this sentence, her brain was almost short circuited.

How could it be? The man who was alive and kicking half a month ago - Oh, it's not appropriate to say that he was alive and kicking. He was really lying in the hospital bed and living on nutrients every day.

However, when song wanwei left, he was obviously much better. It's not too much to say that he can run and jump. Why

"Wanwei, are you listening?" President Lin said at the other end.

"Ah, I am." song wanwei subconsciously replied.

"Can you come?" President Lin's voice was very helpless. "If you can't come, it's nothing." she seemed to wipe her tears: "I'm abrupt in the middle of the night. I just want to talk to someone too much. Don't be surprised."

Song wanwei can't tell what she's feeling now. I'm afraid she's mostly at a loss.

She felt that her vest was very cold. When she was speechless, her back was suddenly close to a heat source.

"What's the matter?"

Ruan Tingchen sounded in his ears with a sleepy lazy voice.

Song wanwei was stunned and turned to Ruan Tingchen blankly.

After seeing song wanwei's expression clearly, Ruan Tingchen hesitated for a moment and looked at Song wanwei's mobile phone: "who called?"

"Mr. Lin." song wanwei answered truthfully, which reminded him that Mr. Lin was still waiting for her answer.

So song wanwei raised her cell phone and said, "Mr. Lin, don't worry. I'll go with you. I'll book the earliest plane."

President Lin was silent for a while before he said with a cry, "thank you, thank you."

After hanging up, song wanwei stroked her hair, some of them speechless.

Ruan Tingchen naturally felt something wrong with song wanwei at once, so he asked, "is it the client of the Lin family? What's the matter?"

"... I don't know." song wanwei hung her eyes and didn't seem to react: "President Lin said Xiao Lin was dying... What do you mean? Is that what I think?"

"Don't panic, speak slowly." Ruan Tingchen half hugged song wanwei, with a soft voice and a trace of comfort: "tell me what you heard. Don't be nervous."

"No, Mr. Lin just asked me if I could go with her, because Xiao Lin was dying." song wanwei paused: "does she mean that?"

Ruan Tingchen doesn't know about the Lin family. He just learned a little fragment information from Song wanwei's mouth before, so now he can't answer song wanwei's questions.

"Don't panic first, don't scare yourself." Ruan Tingchen said, "since she didn't say it clearly, she proved that the other party hasn't had an accident, but she may be in hospital. You look at the number. Isn't it a landline? Maybe it's a hospital landline."

Song wanwei took a look at her mobile phone and felt that Ruan Tingchen seemed to have a point.

Seeing song wanwei like this, Ruan Tingchen knew that it was imperative for her to go to Fengshi this time.

So he sighed, "go to bed early. Don't you have to take the earliest plane to Fengshi? You have to keep your spirit."

And song wanwei is still in a daze.

Ruan Tingchen held her shoulder and let her lie down: "sleep well, and then I'll take you to the airport tomorrow. Otherwise, I won't let you go out."

Song wanwei blinked and closed her eyes.

Seeing this, Ruan Tingchen breathed a sigh of relief, which could be regarded as persuading people.

It's just that song wanwei is in such a state that he really doesn't trust her to go to Fengshi alone.

This night, song wanwei finally fell asleep vaguely, but Ruan Tingchen couldn't sleep. She kept looking at Song wanwei with concern.

At dawn, Ruan Tingchen dialed a telephone number.

The other party took a long time to pick it up, and the voice was very impatient. It was obviously very uncomfortable that he was woken up.

"Hey, who?"

"It's me, Ruan Tingchen."

The other party suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, the other party spoke again: "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Ruan Tingchen sneered, "can you dream of me?"

"That's free. It's disgusting."

"... seriously, I want to ask you for help," Ruan Tingchen said seriously.

Hearing Ruan Tingchen's tone, the other party was a little curious: "Oh? What's the matter? Can you come and ask me for help in person?"

"It's about the evening." Ruan Tingchen said, "can we continue talking now, Yan Qing?"

Yan Qing's silence lasted longer this time.

"Whether you didn't wake up or I didn't wake up, how could you tell me about wanwei?" Yan Qing sneered: "didn't you ever let me have too much contact with wanwei like a vicious dog protecting food?"

"That's all over." Ruan Tingchen's voice was a bit leisurely: "today is different from the past. You've always been a married woman tonight, needless to say. Now, don't you also have an engagement? Do you still want to make a scandal?"

The other party seems to have been stabbed into a death hole.

"... Ruan Tingchen, you can really pour cold water on people. Sometimes I wonder if you have also intervened in the marriage imposed on me by the old man." Yan Qing said angrily.

"How could it?" Ruan Tingchen thought he was quite innocent: "the news should have spread these days? I've been fighting wits and courage with the old Ruan family in Mexico City for nearly half a month. How can I have time and energy to participate in your affairs?"

Naturally, what Ruan Tingchen said is true, but Yan Qing is still very unhappy.

For a while, he didn't even feel unhappy because he and song wanwei never had a chance. He just realized that he was going to lose his single identity.

"You haven't played enough, it's your own business, and the contradictions in your family have nothing to do with me." Ruan Tingchen said, "but I know you're really good for the evening, so I have something to ask you."

Yan Qing frowned: "what the hell is it? You beat around the Bush and don't say it in such a big circle."

After Ruan Tingchen finished, Yan Qing suddenly understood.

"So, let me take care of her. You can not only take care of your wife for free, but also sell me a favor. When I say Ruan, you are worthy of being a businessman. I am not as good as you in terms of careful calculation." Yan Qing said with a gun and a stick.

Ruan Tingchen ignored his words and said, "I just think you know her better than me. That's why I'm looking for you. If you don't want to, it's not impossible for me to find an assistant."

"Hey, I didn't say I didn't want to!" Yan Qing gritted his teeth. Ruan Tingchen was enough!

Ruan Tingchen hooked his lips, but he didn't smile too much. After all, he is a little concerned about Yan Qing. Just now, he can't find another good choice.