Chapter 27

"It's no use."

Jin Beihan turns around indifferently and presses the bell on the tea table. Soon, the doctor comes in a hurry.

As soon as I enter the door, I see song Yarong in a mess. I think it's the wrong room.

Jin Beihan looked down at the information in his hand, "look at her."

The doctor whispered a few words to the nurse, pointed to the sofa, "Mrs. Jin, sit on the sofa, I'll give you a simple treatment first."

The doctor took the tweezers to peel off the vegetables on her body, but she couldn't tell which was the oil and which was the soup, so she wiped them carefully with clean water for several times.

Then take the medicine box from the nurse, disinfect the red spots and slight bubbles with alcohol, and then apply the scald ointment.

In this process, song Yarong endured the pain and did not dare to make a sound, for fear that the cold man on the opposite side would get angry.

She didn't know why, the pot suddenly bubbled, she didn't know what button she pressed, the pot rolled faster and faster, she could only press other buttons, and then the tragedy happened.

The kitchen is in a mess made by song Yarong. When Jiang Huai looks at the induction cooker he just bought, he feels distressed. He bought it with his own money.

This time, song Yarong can only bear to take a bath.

Fortunately, Jin Beihan didn't express any other opinions. What made her feel ashamed was that the dinner was delayed. Jin Bei couldn't eat the food cooked outside. The three of them packed up and went back to the villa.

Several days did not return to the villa, song Yarong has the feeling of long absence.

Dinner is also hasty to eat a few, it is over.

In the middle of the night, song Yarong, lying on the bed, feels his throat dry and wants to go downstairs and pour a glass of water.

That step just about to step into the kitchen, behind a rapid voice sounded, "madam, stop, stop!"

Song Yarong strangely turns around and looks at the sound source. It's the housekeeper with small steps, and his face is full of hurry.

"What's the matter?" Song Yarong asked strangely.

"I'll do whatever you want, ma'am." The housekeeper hurried into the kitchen door and stopped song Yarong from entering.

Song Yarong really felt strange. She looked at the kitchen and tried to squeeze in, but was mercilessly stopped by the housekeeper. "Just pour a glass of water. I'll do it myself."

"The young master said, the kitchen is very important. Madam is forbidden to enter." The housekeeper pointed to the restaurant, "madam, you go there to have a rest. I'll pour a glass of water for madam right away."

With that, the housekeeper was afraid that song Yarong would sneak into the kitchen and shut the door.

Looking at the closed kitchen door, song Yarong suddenly speechless, is not damaged a kitchen, need such a fuss, she will not demolish the house.

A moment later, a cup of warm water was handed to song Yarong. Song Yarong looked at the kitchen. As soon as he was about to say something, the housekeeper immediately said, "what else can I do for you, madam?"

"No more." The service is also very considerate.

Song Yalong shakes her head and goes back to her bedroom. She walks up to see that the person on the bed is gone.

She looked around and saw a tall man on the balcony, talking on the phone, watching song Yarong come back. She said a word in a hurry, hung up and went back to the bedroom.

A chill followed him into the room.

The man's face is sleepy, but his voice is a little bit magnetic. "I won't have to go to school tomorrow. I've already asked for leave."

Tomorrow is the first day of school. How can she be absent.

Song Yarong just wanted to refuse. The man pointed to the red spots on her body, "do you want the whole school to visit your touching deeds?"

Song Yarong was a little embarrassed.

Yes, if she goes to school like this, I'm not sure how Liu Xueying and Su manrou will laugh at her. Besides, it's rare for her to have a holiday. Naturally, it's better to be respectful than obedient.

"OK, just take these days of vacation to finish the new play."

Another day, song Yarong didn't get up until SangAn.

After a simple wash and breakfast, song Yarong nests in her bedroom, holding a flat with a TV play and fruits and drinks on hand.

It's a very comfortable life.

On the other side, the opening ceremony of Qingda is being held. In Song Yarong's class, song Yarong has never been seen. Recalling everything yesterday, most people begin to guess.

But I don't know who pierced the screen. The malicious spread of song Yarong is more and more strange.

But song Yarong, who enjoys in the villa, knows nothing about it.Three days passed in a flash.

As soon as song Yarong got out of the car, she felt the strange look in her eyes.

She didn't wear the wrong clothes today, and she didn't have anything dirty on her face. What are they looking at with that look?

Bear this pain, song Yarong into the school, she felt that everyone looked at her eyes more barefaced, even can be said to be pornographic.

Everyone was far away from her, only a few boys took out their cell phones and ran to her.