Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 15 First test

Song Qingcheng’s eyelashes blinked, and the corner of his vision was the hidden blue pocket square.

The next moment, a warm wet towel covered her mouth and nose, and the man’s gentle low voice penetrated into her cochlea: “Pinch both sides of the nose with your fingers, don’t look up.”

The man’s voice seemed to have magical power. Song Qingcheng instinctively followed his instructions, pinching his nose with one hand, and taking the wet towel to wipe the blood with the other. The big hand holding her head had already left, and then her shoulders sank, she was thin. The body was instantly surrounded by a warm feeling.

Song Qingcheng tilted his head slightly and saw the man’s suit draped over his shoulder.

The man behind him shouted to the passing waiter: “Come here with a cup of hot water.”

“Okay, wait a minute.” The waiter nodded respectfully.

When the waiter left, Song Qingcheng’s drooping dark eyelashes lightly moved. She lifted her eyes, looked over the white shirt collar, paused for a second at the man’s tight lips, and finally met those eyes. A light smile bloomed on her lips: “What a coincidence, I met Mr. Yu here.”

The outline of Yu Tingchuan’s facial features reflected in the light made people feel a little unrealistic. He looked down at the girl who was looking sideways and raised his head. After a while, he said, “Why don’t you go back to the banquet hall?”

“It’s a little stuffy inside, so I sit here to get some breath.” Song Qingcheng paused after answering, and then asked, “Mr. Yu is here to breathe too?”

“Come out and answer the phone.” Yu Tingchuan said.

The nosebleed had stopped, and Song Qingcheng’s light fell on the suit, and his tone became a little relaxed: “I thought I would definitely catch a cold tonight.”

Yu Tingchuan’s deep gaze swept over her evening dress: “This kind of birthday party, there is no rule that you must be dressed up.”

“I know, it’s just that there are people here who want to meet.” Song Qingcheng said softly.

As she said, she looked down at the blood-stained towel in her hand, and her voice seemed to float from a distant place: “I want his eyes to be attracted to me, so I chose this dress.”

After saying this, she heard her heartbeat, and her rhythm was disturbed.

Some things, after all, are done for the first time, even if you express yourself no matter how true you are, you will still be stretched.

At this time, a buzzing vibration came.

Yu Tingchuan picked up the phone and answered the phone as he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window: “Well, I’ll go back soon, don’t have to wait for me.”

Song Qingcheng stared at his broad shoulders, his thoughts were chaotic, his words and deeds were as usual, as if he didn’t understand his own hints at all, and felt disappointed, but at the same time there was a little luck that she shouldn’t have. Go deep into what you are lucky, lest you get into the truest thoughts in your heart.

Before long, Yu Tingchuan answered the phone and came back.

He looked at the girl sitting there, and slowly said, “No matter how beautiful you are, don’t joke about your body.”

The tone is peaceful, like an elder is teaching a junior who is not sensible.

Song Qingcheng raised her face and met Yu Tingchuan’s deep eyes. After a while, she stopped opening her mouth and whispered to herself, “If I lose even my beauty, for me, no matter how healthy my body is, what can I do? .”

“Sir, the water you want.” The waiter appeared with two glasses of water.

Yu Tingchuan nodded: “Let’s put it on the tea table.”

When the waiter left, Song Qingcheng heard the man’s mellow voice again: “You are still young now, and you will not regret the decision you made in the future.”

After speaking, he copied the bag with one hand and the mobile phone in the other hand and left the rest area.

Song Qingcheng stared at Yu Tingchuan’s distant back, as if he had something to say in his ears. He really didn’t realize his kindness or was unwilling to respond. At this moment, he has no choice. Giving a definite answer, she leaned down on the sofa dejectedly, her eyes suddenly astringent.

When she looked back, she found that the man’s suit jacket was still on her shoulder.

…

The birthday party didn’t end until ten o’clock in the evening.

Without waiting for Lu Xishan and his wife, Song Qingcheng left the hotel and stopped a taxi to return to Xiangsong Garden.

After entering the house, she ignored the babysitter who came out to look around. She threw off her high heels and went straight upstairs, took a shower, and received a call from Shen Che as soon as she lay down in bed.

“You asked me to find out what exactly Yu Tingchuan’s residence wants to do?” After sending the address to Qingcheng just now, he has been anxious for fear that she will be stupid.

Song Qingcheng said quietly, “I didn’t do anything, the plan can’t keep up with the changes.”

“What plan?” Shen Che asked.

Thinking of the scene in the rest area just now, Song Qingcheng closed his eyes: “I was too anxious.”

Such an unquestionable answer made Shen Che feel even more unsure: “What is the plan, you are really talking about it!”

“I wanted to have a chance encounter near his house and bump into his car by the way. He will definitely have to accompany me to the hospital by then. If I am lame, I don’t have an assistant tonight, so I might be hugged by his princess. .”

She said very casually, but Shen Che knew that the plan was real.

“What is the change?” he asked.

Song Qingcheng smiled: “The change is that Yu Tingchuan’s suit is now in my bed.”

Shen Chewen’s discoloration changed: “You two—”

“No…”

Maybe too tired, she closed her eyes and fell asleep while chatting.

…

Song Qingcheng was awakened by the movement downstairs.

As soon as she sat up, the door of the room was pushed open heavily, Song Qingcheng did not move, and calmly watched Ge Wenjuan approach her aggressively.

However, Ge Wenjuan did not rush to the bed and slap her again.

Lu Xishan chased in and grabbed his wife. Compared to Ge Wenjuan, he was much calmer: “You can’t listen to your child to explain what is going on.”

“Lu Xishan, how did she promise you, how did she do it now?” Ge Wenjuan saw Song Qingcheng’s awake appearance, her eyes became sharp, as if she was going to swallow her alive: “She thought Mr. Zhou. Say a few words to her, you can really enter the door of Zhou’s house, and I don’t want to think that the lintel of other people’s door can’t be climbed by her.”

“In my aunt’s eyes, I can only match Mr. Liu’s.” Under the light, Song Qingcheng’s dark and thick hair fell on his shoulders, with white skin and bright eyes, with a charming charm.

Ge Wenjuan sneered: “Why, did you still wronged you?”

“It’s just that strange goods can be lived in.”

“Strange goods?” Hearing these two words, Ge Wenjuan felt like he heard a big joke: “What kind of stuff are you you don’t know? Ha, who do you want to marry if you don’t marry Mr. Liu? All right, you really don’t want to. With Mr. Liu, I won’t force you. As long as you pay back all the money you owe to the Lu family over the years, including your grandma’s medical expenses, I’ve done a rough calculation for you, not much, two million. If it’s a month If you still don’t pay the money, then marry Mr. Liu obediently!”

After listening to Song Qingcheng’s lips curled up, and looked at Ge Wenjuan: “Auntie, you have to say something.”

“Lu Xishan, this is your good niece!” Freed from her husband’s restraint, Ge Wenjuan carried her bag and left angrily.

－－－－－－Off-topic －－－－－－

The correct way to stop nosebleeds:

1. Do not lie on your back, raise your head or stuff paper towels.

2. People should relax and breathe deeply and slowly.

3. Sit up straight, tilt your head slightly forward, and pinch the nose alar with your index finger and thumb.

4. Appropriate cold compress, use an ice pack or a towel soaked in cold water on the forehead to constrict blood vessels and accelerate the speed of hemostasis.

5. None of the above works, I can only go to the hospital.

[Don’t thank me, please call my little science expert O(∩_∩)O ]