Chapter 535

Song Qingcheng didn't make a sound, but he didn't hang up. After a long time, she said, "Mom..."

This cry came out, but it didn't follow.

"What's the matter?" Naturally, song's mother was aware of something.

Song Qingcheng hesitated and said, "can you tell me how you know Ji Ling's life experience?"

"Why Why do you suddenly want to ask this? " The tone of song's mother was obviously heavy.

"Now the secret can't be kept. Ji Ling now knows her own life experience, and her stepmother knew it yesterday. Now the whole family is in a mess. Zheng Ting is in the hospital again. I'm worried that when he knows, it will affect his condition. "

On the phone, it was quiet for quite a few seconds. Song Qingcheng even suspected that the phone was disconnected, but he took it to see if it was still on the phone.

At this moment, the mother's voice came, "then you tell him. How to deal with it, how to solve it, you listen to him

"That's what I plan to do."

"Where is Ji Ling now? Are you back at Ji's? " Song's mother had to care about Ji Ling's present situation. After all, she has always been arrogant about such a big thing. I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to accept it for a while.

"No, she should not accept this fact, and she has made so much trouble. I'm afraid she won't go back to Ji's house."

"She's in trouble again?"

"Zhengting was injured because of her."

"The child..." Song's mother sighed helplessly.

"Don't worry. Let them handle their own affairs." How did song Qingcheng think that there were still twenty years of enmity between the two families.

"Well Where is Ji Ling now? "

"She's at a friend's house now, on the outskirts of the north side. I was going to lie down in the past, but Ji Ling didn't even want to answer the phone. I'm afraid it's useless to go. "

"Then let her calm down. Maybe it's a long time. If she wants to drive, she'll be OK."

"I hope so!" Song Qingcheng couldn't help sighing, "now I'm afraid that my stepmother can't get out of this. I've been a little better these days. I've heard that today I don't eat, drink or speak... "

At this point, song Qingcheng sighed again.

"Don't worry too much, just take good care of Zheng ting."

"I know. Then I won't tell you. I'll see if he's awake Maybe it's time to wake up.

"Well, you go quickly."

Song Qingcheng answered and hung up. Looking at the dark mobile phone screen, a layer of thoughts floated on the bottom of my eyes.

I don't know why, she always felt that her mother had something to hide from her.

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Back in the ward, as she expected, Ji Zhengting had woken up and got out of bed.

Song Qingcheng was so scared that she ran to her and held her, "how did you get up by yourself?"

The tone is full of reproach.

"Convenient." And he didn't feel that weak.

Song Qingcheng Nuo mouth, no way, "I help you in."

"Mrs. Ji, you really don't have to be so nervous." In fact, I'm very happy to say that.

Song Qingcheng hummed his little nose and insisted on supporting him.

Lu Qing said that he hit his head and could not suffer secondary trauma within three months, so he must be careful.

Well, send him in, and she comes out and closes the door. When I saw that the window opened for ventilation in the daytime was not closed, I went to close the window. When he came back, he just came out of the bathroom.

She trotted over again to support him. Although she knew that he had such a big shelf, even if she wanted to fall, she might not be able to hold it, but as long as she could put her hand on him, she felt that she would not fall.

Ji Zhengting did not return to the hospital bed, but went to the sofa to sit down. Worried that he would be cold in his pajamas, song Qingcheng said, "wait a minute. I'll take a thin blanket for you to cover it."

Then she hurried out of the closet with a blanket. It was in the afternoon when she asked the housekeeper to deliver it. She was worried that he would not lie down all the time, so she prepared a blanket.

Ji Zhengting's eyes have been on her, where she goes, his eyes will follow. Also enjoy her care, like to see her so lively look.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Song Qingcheng put the blanket on his leg and found that he was still staring at him, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Ji Zhengting didn't say anything. He just stretched out his hand to pull her over and sat on his lap. Song Qingcheng didn't dare to sit down. "Don't mess around. You are a patient now."

When he heard the word "patient", his eyes darkened. Or didn't let go, let her sit down, "so I'm sick?"

"It's just worrying, isn't it?" Song Qingcheng snorted unhappily. This man has no conscience at all!

Ji Zhengting laughs, "Mrs. Ji has been so worried recently that she is about to become a national treasure."He raised his hand and touched her eyes with his long finger.

Song Qingcheng took his hand and said heartlessly: "if you can really become a national treasure, everyone has to love me, and it's very lovely."

Ji Zhengting shaved her sideburns and hung them behind her ears. "You don't need everyone's love. I'm the only one. And I can accept that you are not only lovely, but also everything

Song Qingcheng's smile was about to overflow, but he said: "if I become unreasonable, unreasonable?"

"Accept." He nodded. The answer is reasonable.

"What if I become mean, mean and proud?"

"Accept."

"What if you become a cruel female tiger or a vicious female devil?"

"Accept."

Song Qingcheng speechless, "Mr. Ji, can we have a little principle?"

Can he bear to accept everything?

"Because I am your man, a man should accept everything from his own woman." Mr. Ji said very seriously.

Song Qingcheng was a little moved.

In the past, influenced by the relationship between her father and mother, she never had any illusions about her feelings. As a result, she had been in contact with Zhou Shaojing for so long, and she didn't take too much action.

The most intimate action, that is, holding hands, occasionally accidentally take a shoulder or something.

But I never thought that in her most beautiful youth, she could meet a man who was so good to her and took care of her.

Sometimes in retrospect, even feel like an incredible dream.

"Mr. Ji, when did you like me?" Song Qingcheng hands around his neck, not embarrassed to ask him.

Ji Zhengting was slightly stunned, and then thought for a long time before he said, "it should be a long time A long time, a long time ago. "