Chapter 88

"I don't always do that. You don't know." Ji Qianchen curled his little mouth and was ready to go back to bed.

"Wait a minute. There's rice." Ling Xiaohan grabbed her hand.

"No appetite, no appetite." Ji Qianchen frowned and looked at him prayingly.

Ling Xiao's cold eyes are like fire. He stares at her hard. "Then we are hungry together. Come on, take the food away. "

"I eat, can't I? Eat together. "

Ji Qianchen drinks the brown sugar and ginger soup, his stomach is warm, his face is slightly relaxed, he gets up and sits on the edge of the bed, like a obedient child.

Ling Xiaohan personally carries the food in front of the counter and feeds Ji Qianchen one mouthful.

"I don't want this fat meat."

"No pickiness, no eating." Ling Xiaohan handed a piece of braised pork to her mouth.

Ji Qianchen's watery eyes are full of hatred. He stares at Ling Xiaohan and finally opens his mouth and swallows the half fat and half thin braised pork.

Ling Xiaohan fed her enough, and took a few simple bites by himself.

After eating, Ling Xiaohan orders people to remove their jobs from the table.

Ji Qianchen had enough to eat and drink. He leaned on his bed and looked at Ling Xiaohan.

He was still angry about the photos. Seeing her aunt hurt, he was still busy for her.

Think about it. A warmth is falling from the heart.

"Don't be angry, will you? I really don't have much to do with Mubei. We've met no more than four times in total. I'm really not familiar with him. " Ji Qianchen tugged at his wrist and explained to him in a soft voice.

"Four times less?" Ling Xiao's cold eyes swept and his voice sank.

"More?" Ji Qianchen frowned and thought carefully.

"Less?"

Ji Qianchen doesn't think much about breaking her scalp, but she dare not argue with Ling Xiaohan any more.

Ling Xiaohan's cell phone has been ringing. He rang several times when he was eating, and he directly knocked it off.

This time, Ji couldn't help but say, "take it, I'm ok."

Ling Xiaohan got up from the sofa, picked up his mobile phone and picked it up

Ji Qianchen found that when he called, he almost didn't say hello, which was just a word. He was domineering, cool and crazy.

After a long time, Ling Xiaohan hung up, walked to the edge of the bed and looked at Ji Qianchen. His beautiful eyes were full of complex light.

Ji Qianchen blinked his eyes. "If you have something, go ahead and do it. Don't worry about me."

"Well, call me if you feel ill." Ling Xiao's cold eyes moved away from her and walked out of the room with his turning.

Ji Qianchen turns his mouth.

It's no use calling him when he's uncomfortable. It can't eradicate her pain.

Ji Qianchen leaned on the head of the bed, bored to use the remote control to turn on the LCD TV in the room, and switched several stations in a row to a station that was broadcasting entertainment news. Ji Qianchen paused to press the remote control.

"Mubei, a new red model, was killed by Ling's entertainment one day, and then suffered a car accident. The scene of the accident was too tragic to see. Mubei had been sent to the hospital for help. Some people familiar with the accident learned that although Mubei was seriously injured, it was out of danger. This caused a huge wave in the entertainment circle. Recently, Mubei's fans fell into a crazy state and went to the Lingshi entertainment building together To discuss, Ling Xiaohan, the president of Ling's entertainment, did not appear to give any response... "

In the middle of the news, Ji turned off the TV.

Quickly picked up the mobile phone and gave Ling Xiaohan a call.

At that time.

The Bugatti Weilong, where Ling Xiaohan is sitting, has arrived in front of Ling's entertainment building.

In the afternoon, the sun is hot and shining with gold.

Before stepping out of the car door, Ling Xiaohan's cell phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was the little woman at home.

No hesitation to pick up: "again painful?"

When Ji Qianchen heard his familiar voice, he was relieved. "I thought you would give me a word for the first sentence?"

"You like it?" Ling Xiao cold pick eyebrows.

"No, I don't, I hate it."

Ji Qianchen can't accept it. When his husband receives his phone call, the first sentence of every time is one word: say.

Stiff and cold.

"The spirit is so good, it doesn't seem to hurt." Ling Xiaohan holds his mobile phone and looks out of the window with cold eyes.

There are a large number of fans and journalists in front of Ling's entertainment building.

I didn't expect this Mubei model to have such a great influence in the whole entertainment circle in less than a month.

"It's rhythmic pain. I'm used to it."

"Well, miss me?" Since it's not pain, it's missing him, otherwise how could she call so soon.

This is Ling Xiaohan's own understanding.

"I don't think so." Ji Qianchen blurted out without thinking about the consequences.

What she thinks is Ling Xiaohan's next troubles. How can she think of him."Well?"

The cold of Ling Xiao raises a tone, and the cold of evil comes out of his chest.

"I think, I want to die. Otherwise, how could I call you so quickly? I not only miss you, but also care about you. Are there many people around the front of Ling's entertainment building?" Ji wants to ask how he can solve the situation.

Ling Xiaohan listened to her chattering. Although he changed his tongue too quickly and falsely, he was still comfortable.

"You don't need to worry about these things." Ling Xiao cold lips light voice way.

Ji Qianchen's eyes are cool.

It's wrong to care about him.

"Take care of your body and don't distract me." Ling Xiaohan was worried about the girl's thinking. He quickly added.

It's impossible for him to mix up to this point without any skill and ability.

"I see."

"Well, I'm busy."

Cut off the call.

Ling Xiaohan put his cell phone in his pocket.

Rob had gone to the door and opened it respectfully.

A pair of long legs, comfortable from the door, tall and elegant body.

"Young master, do you need me to arrange more bodyguards?"

"No need."

Ling Xiaohan kicks his hands into his trouser pocket and walks forward like a torch.

With a handsome body, excellent facial features and powerful aura, Ling Xiaohan comes to the scene like a noble emperor.

Fans at the scene watched Ling Xiaohan come in person and were deeply suppressed by the prestige he exuded.

Rob accompanied Ling Xiaohan around, blocking the intention of the influx of journalists and fans.

"Mr. Ling, can you tell us why the Mubei, which is in the limelight, was banned?" Yuji squeezed in with the interview microphone.

The fans holding grievances for Mubei suddenly woke up and rushed to lingxiaohan with a sign of protest

"That is, what did he do wrong?"

"Mr. Ling, I heard that you sent someone to do the accident. Is that the case?"

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