"This is not your home. Where is your home? From today on, you move back to the villa
Every time two people talk like this, Jin Ming twitches the corners of his mouth with disdain and looks at his face with a sneer. "Every time it's such a topic. If I really want to come back, do you think I will live outside?"
The indifference of Mr. Jin's face is no less than that of Mr. Jin Mingshen on the other side. They look at each other speechless, and neither of them wants to open his mouth.
The silence in the study also spread to the boundless. Finally, master Jin could not control his anger, so he threw the document in his hand on his face.
In the face of the documents thrown towards his face, Jin Mingshen didn't mean to dodge. The sharp corner of the folder also directly touched Jin Mingshen's skin.
The pain on his forehead made Jin Ming frown imperceptibly. He snorted and said, "I'll go first."
Without waiting for Mr. Jin to reply, he turned around and walked quickly towards the door of the study, leaving Mr. Jin standing alone in the study.
"Rebellious son, I want to see if you can beat me."
Lanbing has been standing at the door listening to the dialogue between the two people, in the study was opened at the door of the moment or scared, nervous back a few steps, after seeing the wound on his face just pretended to be concerned.
"It doesn't matter about the wound on your forehead! Go to find Sister Li to examine your wound quickly! "
As always, she didn't pay attention to LAN Bing's meaning. On the contrary, sister-in-law Li, who was standing opposite, heard their voice and came forward in panic to stand in front of Jin Mingshen.
"Second young master, what's the matter with the wound on your face? I'd better deal with it for you."
Listening to Li Sao's concern, Jin Mingshen looked at his face with some resistance. The next second he refused her kindness, "no need."
LAN Bing looks at Jin Mingshen's appearance and pulls Li Sao's hand. She wants to care about him. She says after she looks at Li Sao's eyes.
"Since people don't want you to deal with it, don't do it any more. Mingshen is not a child. How can he not know the pain? Since he says it's OK, it must be OK."
Li Sao didn't know what to say when she turned around. Jin Mingshen's figure disappeared in front of them.
The sound of the car engine sounded downstairs, and sister-in-law Li turned to look at Lanbing, "madam, the wound on the second young master's forehead looks troublesome. If we..."
Before waiting for sister-in-law Li's words to finish, LAN Bing already gave a cold hum, shook off her hand and said, "you don't care what he does, just do your own thing well."
Don't understand what's going on at all, Li Sao angrily closed her mouth, turned and walked downstairs, leaving LAN Bing alone to vent her inner anger.
Hospitals.
The woman conventionally put the soup on the table. After they had been together for such a long time, their relationship became more relaxed. She looked at Song Guo with a smile.
"Miss Song, it's still pig's hoof soup today. I bought a lot of pig's hooves yesterday. I'm afraid you have to drink this all the time."
Song Guo took a look at the woman, and then couldn't help reaching out and touching her fat stomach. She frowned and asked, "when can I stop drinking these greasy soup?"
In the face of song Guo's inquiry, the woman's eyes fell on her ankles, which had not recovered. She said with a smile, "when you can leave the hospital, you don't have to drink any more."
Song Guo, who has already asked for it for a long time, has a sad look on his face. He takes up the soup on the table in front of him, pinches his nose and swallows it. Then he sighs.
"If I continue to live in the hospital, I suspect I'll gain ten pounds."
I didn't expect song Guo to make such a joke. The woman looked at her face enviously and shook her head to deny it.
"Miss Song, please don't say that. If it's on me, it's ten jin, even if it's twenty Jin. You can see that you don't have anything except a little fat in your stomach, which can be ignored."
While talking, the woman couldn't help reaching out and touching her growing stomach and said, "you see, I've been exposed to your light during this period of time. My stomach is almost catching up with the pregnancy."
When the door of the ward was pushed open outside, Jin Mingshen walked quickly to the bedside. Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by the woman's nervous voice.
"Boss, what's wrong with your forehead? I'll call the doctor for you to have a look. It seems that you have been injured for a long time, and now you have scab! "
Listening to the woman's voice, song Guo's eyes also fell on his face. When he noticed the injured place on his forehead, he frowned slightly, still could not help urging the women around him.
"What are you still doing? If this wound is later, your boss will leave a scar on his forehead. "Sure enough, song Guo's words made the woman run towards the door and quicken her pace a lot. Waiting for her to take the doctor to appear in the sight, she could not help taking a deep breath.
"Come and have a look, doctor!"
After facing Jin Mingshen's face, the doctor couldn't help frowning and looking at him. He didn't say anything more and said it directly to him.
"Come on, there's nothing here. How can I help you with the wound?"
The doctor's words made the woman more nervous, hesitated or did not forget to tell the opposite Jin Mingshen, "boss, you go with the doctor, Miss Song, I'll take care of you."
Which think of Jin Ming deep expressionless look to his face, "I deal with here."
Feeling the air coming out of Jin Mingshen, the doctor swallowed his saliva and agreed. When he turned around, he said something.
"Now these young people are really more powerful than those of our age. It seems that the whole world owes you."
When the doctor left, song Guo lowered his voice to the woman beside him and reminded him, "it seems that you can finish your work soon."
During this period of time, taking care of song Guo's leisure makes women reluctant to leave, but they can only nod their heads and look at Jin Mingshen.
"Boss, if I don't have anything to do, I'll go first."
"Well." It is still a cold and incomparable syllable, and women have been invincible for a long time, sticking out their tongue at the side of the body.