When she came to the hospital, song Xintian was reluctant.
When she learned that she was asked to replace the nurse and take care of the people in the ward, her reluctance escalated into resentment.
The guard handle can't guess the intention of Er Shao. I just feel that if I have to change a female nurse, I can hire it at will. There's no need to ask song Xintian.
Looking at the expression on the woman's face, Wei Yi advised, "just this time, I'll arrange others tomorrow."
They have been working together for two years. Song Xintian has nothing to say at work and works hard. Although she works with her boss... Wei handle doesn't bother her from the bottom of her heart.
Song Xin took a deep breath with sweet lips, hardened her scalp, changed clothes and disinfected into the ward.
Liao Jiangcheng is not in the hospital. This is his private investment. The villa across the street is more convenient.
In the sauna room surrounded by curling steam, he leaned against the recliner and closed his eyes.
The knock on the door sounded, and Liao Jiangcheng said, "speak."
"Secretary song has finished..."
The guard handle didn't finish, but there was a long voice.
At first glance, I didn't finish talking.
"Go on."
Wei Tuo's family was complex. When he was on the verge of dropping out of school when he was young, he met Liao Jiangcheng by chance. He was subsidized and supported by him before he finished his university. Since then, he followed him and was loyal. He would never hide anything from him. He said frankly, "Secretary song accidentally met the infusion tube, and there was a slight scratch at the needle entry, but it was not serious. The doctor also checked it."
After a few seconds of silence, there was a soft 'um'.
Wei handle hesitated and said, "Er Shao, Secretary song is also unintentional, really."
Liao Jiangcheng made another sound and didn't continue the topic. Instead, he said, "go take a shower and come in and steam."
"... OK."
Liao Jiangcheng's trip to go abroad was just an impromptu move. It seemed that the shopkeeper threw away his hand and left a big stall. In fact, a large part of the reason was to deal with the relatives of the Liao family.
With him in S City, he will complain and criticize no matter how he handles it. Liao Jiangcheng doesn't care about his reputation. Anyway, he's not a good thing outside. But he's the president of Liao's family. To think of the company, he avoids it and it's convenient for vice president Shen to kill Sifang.
If relatives want to use the power of the media to stir up trouble, they are not in the city. They can neither interview nor spy on information. It is difficult to even see him, and measuring those people can't return to heaven.
In the next few days, the guard selected several nursing workers. I don't know why Liao Jiangcheng didn't even look.
Song Xintian still took care of her.
After she was busy in the hospital, she hurried back. Liao Jiangcheng saw that she was still light, without blame or reprimand. He even gave her a public holiday and asked her to go shopping and walk around.
Song Xin's sweet, full and affectionate eyes could not be transmitted, so he had to be careful to hide them.
Liao Jiangcheng called song Xintian again. It was more than half a month later. She was surprised and happy and hurried back to the villa. But Liao Jiangcheng just talked about work and business with her calmly, without half tenderness, but she couldn't pick out fickleness.
After chatting about his work, song Xintian saw that he didn't let himself go out, and tentatively sat next to him, "Er Shao..."
This soft and weak call shows how many grievances and heartaches.
Liao Jiangcheng still gave a light, um, no more words.
Song Xintian felt the opportunity and surrounded his arm, "Er Shao, I miss you..."
Liao Jiangcheng frowned and let her go without letting her continue.
Nearly a week later, song Xintian received a call and ran over again. She didn't dare to act coquettish or get close to it anymore. She had to stand aside and report on her work as usual.
After that, Liao Jiangcheng gave her a rare look.
Song Xintian understood what this vision meant in an instant.
Seeing that there was no one in the room, she took off her coat and curled up in his arms without thinking, holding Liao Jiangcheng's arm. Her excited heart was about to jump out.
She really likes him.
How to put it?
Sometimes like is really an indescribable thing. He knows that he has a bad temper, chaotic life experience, complex background, unbearable family relations, and is heavy on profits and desires. However, his words and deeds, even his eyes, make Song Xin's sweet heart ripple and obsessed with it.
Liao Jiangcheng didn't speak again, but song Xintian knew what to do.
She buried her head in her study, and Liao Jiangcheng looked up and closed her eyes to enjoy it.
For a long time, when he was relieved and satisfied, song Xintian gently wiped the corners of his lips and looked at him with eyes like silk, "Er Shao..."
Liao Jiangcheng got up slightly, put his hand on his shoulder and neck, shook his neck, and lifted his chin in the direction of the big bed.
Song Xintian immediately understood, stripped herself as fast as she could, and got into the quilt. Some shyly explored her small head. When she was about to say something, she noticed that the bed sank and something was thrown over.
When she saw the object clearly, the whole person was stunned.
"Do it yourself." Liao Jiangcheng is still sitting on the sofa, with long slender legs overlapping. He is elegant like a childe, but indifferent and lustless.
"I..."
Song Xintian can't speak. Her face is already blushing like a fire burning cloud. She guessed that Er Shao may have this interest, which is not evil. Well, people in high positions often have great pressure, so they have to find a way to vent. She can understand and accept it, but if she comes by herself
"I won't, er Shao. Why don't you help me? You can play whatever you want, but I... I really can't." She came to Liao's work after graduation. With high-intensity work and tight time, she didn't have time to fall in love. Er Shao was her first and only man.
She is really inexperienced in this field.
"I don't want to repeat."
Song Xintian, "..."
What should I do?
What to do.
If she doesn't continue, she will miss the chance to coexist with ER Shao in vain. She is unwilling to give up. That's the man she misses so much and the boss she admires most.
After several battles between heaven and man, emotion defeated reason in the end. Song Xintian timidly took the thing and stuffed it into the quilt with a red face.
"Open."
"Don't stand in the way."
"Move yourself."
Liao Jiangcheng ordered at one breath, and song Xintian was silly.
She moved her lips and just wanted to talk, but Liao Jiangcheng smiled softly at her, grabbed a cigarette and lit the lighter. "I want to see, can't I?"
Song Xintian was speechless, leaving only the beating sound of her heart.
As long as it is Liao Jiangcheng, she... Willingly!
She endured shyness and unbearable, lifted the thin quilt, but her movements were a little cramped.
"Put it in, a little more."
Liao Jiangcheng vomited a smoke ring, and the words he ordered were light.
Song Xintian felt that her face was gone, but when she came to this step, she also broke out.
With the progress of time, she moved autonomously, and the waiting scene was not staged. The man just sat there silently and looked at all this indifferently from an ornamental angle.
Song Xintian was embarrassed and said, "Er Shao, come on, I want you..."
Liao Jiangcheng didn't speak, but he got up and went away.
Song Xintian was stunned.
For a moment, she seemed to realize something. She threw away the things in her hand, got out of bed and chased after her. Qi Aiai hugged Liao Jiangcheng from behind, "Er Shao, I'm wrong, I'm wrong..."
"What's wrong with you?"
"I, I..."
Tears have burst into her eyes. Song Xintian is not stupid. She just didn't react. Liao Jiangcheng just wanted to remind her in this way that she is just a mean and shameless bed companion, or she asked for grass to climb the bed. She didn't keep her duty and didn't want to be a secretary, and she was also jealous of the people in the hospital.
"I shouldn't hate to make a wish, shouldn't take the opportunity to bully her, let alone... Can't see my identity."
"A little self-knowledge." Liao Jiangcheng gently pulled her lower lip and pushed her hand away. "Unfortunately, it's late."
Song Xintian was startled, "I already know I'm wrong, er Shao, I'll never do it again!"
"Song Xintian." Liao Jiangcheng looked down at the woman's tearful little face. His crying makeup was spent. He narrowed his eyes, "let you be a secretary, break your duty and climb my bed. In addition to this mouth, where have I touched you? Why not? Don't you count in your heart?"
That's because Liao Jiangcheng doesn't want to delay his work!
Song Xin sobbed sweetly, and her heart was torn open.