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One month ago.

In the most bustling part of the T city, there was a fashionable square. Starlight was shining everywhere, making the square even more dazzling. Ling Qiao appeared in front of everyone as a ribbon cutting guest, and the sound of the camera's click became louder and louder.

"President Ling, did your relationship with the new recruit Wang Ning go smoothly?"

Ling Qiao wore sunglasses, and could only see his lips tightly pursed as he disdainfully ignored the reporter's question.

"President Ling, Wang Ning stayed in your residence for almost three hours last night. What are you guys doing?"

Ling Qiao smiled leisurely. He was already accustomed to these boring questions, so he squeezed out a rare word, "Talk about work."

Seeing Ling Qiao open his mouth, the reporter's questions followed one after another.

Surrounded by the crowd, Ling Qiao looked in the direction of the assistant with regret. Assistant Deng Zijun quickly came up to relieve him, "Friends from the reporters, CEO Ling's mission today is to cut the ribbon guests. I will not answer any of your questions, please cooperate a little."

As he said that, a few tall bodyguards came up behind him, dispersing the reporters surrounding the stage. Ling Qiao's lips curled up slightly as he lifted the sunglasses on his nose and left the stage in a suave manner.

He said to Deng Zijun, who was beside him, "I'm going to the hospital to see my grandma. Help me get rid of the rest of my work."

Deng Zijun nodded, "Okay."

In the hospital's VIP ward, Ling Wang who was lying on the bed was extremely agitated, "Zhiwei, this … This is your good son, my good grandson? " "She pointed at Ling Qiao on the LCD TV," "Last week, he had a car ride with a famous model. Yesterday, he had a private meeting with a new singer. He's so busy. Who's going to have a private meeting with today?

Seeing their seventy-five-year-old mother angrily going to the hospital, Ling Zhi Wei and Hu Xin were at a loss for what to do. Hu Xin stepped forward and patted her mother-in-law's back, helping her calm down and didn't forget to say, "Mom, take care of your body. Ling Qiao is a bastard, I've already called him. He'll be here soon, so you can scold him later."

"We can't delay any longer …" Ling Wang looked at his son and solemnly said, "Zhiwei, if Ling Qiao continues like this, his reputation will be ruined. In the future, which family's good lady is willing to marry him? I must find that family. No matter what, your father's last wish must be fulfilled. I must see Ling Qiao's family! "

Ling Zhi Wei nodded his head silently. Hu Xin was upset, but she didn't dare to say anything.

In the hospital's nurses station, several nurses gathered together and chatted.

"Look, look! Ling Qiao has been spreading rumors again. He's with a newbie who just released a record."

"Is that so? The matter of him getting a room with famous model Lin Kexin seemed to be from last week right? How did he change his room so quickly?"

"Of course not. Last week was the female American streamer, Zuo Yi. Lin Kexin was an old story long ago."

"Let me see, wow, climb up Ling Qiao, this little singer named Wang Ning is going to be popular."

The Ling Qiao that they mentioned was the one who could call the wind and summon the rain in this city … Ling Qiao, CEO of the Ling Bai Corporation.

The Ling Bai Group was the largest entertainment industry kingdom in T City, and Ling Qiao, who was only 29 years old, was the king of the kingdom. Half a year ago, he had officially taken over Ling Bai Group from his father, Ling Zhiwei.

He was not a celebrity, but he was even more eye-catching than celebrities. As long as they got involved with him, they would become the center of attention along with him.

At this moment, ShuShu passed by with a thermos box, listening to the nurses talk loudly. "Rant, I'm going to tell the head nurse that you guys aren't working well and are actually gossiping here."

Seeing that it was ShuShu, the nurses joked, "ShuShu, didn't you say that you have a good friend as a singer? Let her go and tell Ling Qiao about it, the album will definitely go on sale."

Shu Shu stood beside the nurse's desk, moved the high chair over familiarly and sat on it, "Che, Little Xuan isn't relying on gossip to get the position, she's the champion of the singing competition for the entire city's university students, and was signed by the recording company. She relied on her strength."

"Wrong, wrong. Right now, there are only a few people who are relying on their strength to get out of this situation. What's more important is that they rely on their backstage …"

Shu Shu still had a look of disdain on her face, "How long can you stay popular backstage?" I bet the little singer you're talking about is just a week old. "

"Come on, hurry up and send your mom her lunch …" The nurse leaned over to sniff at the box and asked, "What's good for you today?"

Shu smiled complacently. "My mom's favorite dish, Tomato Egg-Flowers Soup, is to leave first. My mom must be getting impatient, 88 …" She jumped out of her chair and waved goodbye to the nurses.

At the elevator, a man suddenly walked out and bumped into ShuShu.

Ah!" Following her instinctive shout, the thermal insulation box flew out of her hand. "Clang!" He fell to the ground with a thud. ShuShu also fell to the ground from the impact.

"Who is it that is so reckless?" Shushu cried angrily, not because she had fallen, but because of the heat box and the lunch inside.

Shu Shu suddenly looked up and saw a tall figure standing in front of him. He was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see clearly, but the corner of his mouth was curled up. A loud sound was heard.