Xiangduo, the second year of Xiangjing's life,
leaning into his arms, Xiangduo has a light smell of disinfectant, but it doesn't smell bad at all. Holding his waist, he really feels that he has lost a lot of weight. He thinks of the way he is covered with pipes. If he is not afraid that he will fall into the name of treason, he really wants to dig xiangzeyuan's grave!
"If you put yourself in danger again, I will." This kind of thing, she can't bear a second time.
Da Zhang clasps her face and rubs her skin. The scar is very thin. If you don't study it carefully, you can't see it. Later, the whole people in an'cheng know that this is the scar of love left by the young grandmother of Luo family for the fourth master of Luo, which has become a popular story.
"I will cherish my life for you."
Buckle
When the knock on the door rings, Luo Jingchen and Xiang duo look at Sheng Han, who has not appeared for a long time. He is no longer wearing a glittering strange dress, but a very formulaic suit. Even his hairstyle has changed, cut into a skin cut.
Stepping forward, he said, "Mr. Luo, congratulations on waking up."
Sitting on the bed, the man answered him faintly, "thank you."
Xiang duo looks at the man with an official smile on his face. He can't seem to find any content that matches him in his memory. It's also very different from the shining big star on TV. His change is so big that he can hardly recognize it.
Sheng Han's eyes moved to her face, which was still clear and white. If there was something different about her, it should be that her temperament had changed. She was no longer the delicate between girls and women, with a bit of mature women's grace. It was like converging all the young and unbridled talents into the attitude of a rich lady in the upper class. It was also the same The women who are held in the palm of Luo Jingchen's hand may be even worse than the rich wives in the upper class.
"Is it convenient for me to talk to you about something?"
Xiang duo thought about it and got up from his arms. Luo Jingchen looked at her unhappily. "What can't I say here?"
Sheng Han light hook lips, "Mr. Luo, don't worry, I want to talk about business."
Although Luo Xiaotian is in charge of the company, Xiang duo takes the initiative to share some of it when he has nothing to do. He goes to the company every morning.
Business he did not allow, just want to stop, the little woman leaned over to kiss his chin, did not care for the Hu slag slightly prick people, whispered: "I will be back soon."
At the end of the corridor outside, Xiang duo holds one hand on his waist, the other hand on his abdomen, turns his face and glares at him. A few steps away, Sheng Han looks at her ruddy face and says frankly, "my father gives me a branch to take care of. I want to cooperate with Luo fan, but if I talk to Luo Zong directly, I'm afraid he will directly refuse."
The family agreed that he would finish the previous play, but the exchange requirement was that he would quit the entertainment industry and come back home to help. However, he was exposed to a scandal and his reputation plummeted. The audience rating of the play was very low.
Cooperation? Xiang duo said faintly, "I'm a pregnant woman now, and I can't make up my mind about the company."
He has also heard that Luo Xiaotian is still in charge of the Luo family, but Luo Jingchen is well, and the company should return to him. "If you speak, Luo will listen to you more or less."
Seeing that he didn't understand her tactful refusal, he had to say, "Sheng Han, what the shopping malls pay attention to is profit, not friendship." The implication is that she doesn't have to help him open this mouth, and business is not charity.
He nodded and agreed, but if he didn't make achievements, he would have no position in his family and career, and he would never come back, "I don't know how to do business, so..."
In the entertainment industry, he can brush his face, but when he does business outside, he finds that it depends on interpersonal relationship, but he doesn't have many contacts over the years, and he doesn't know what it's like to bow down.
Xiang duo can't agree to cooperate rashly. Whether she can cooperate in the end depends on the actual situation. It's not up to her to decide unilaterally. Everything should be based on profit and credit. Otherwise, she would not have refused those people who fell in the company's dilemma.
In this world, there will never be a lack of people who cooperate or are cooperated with.
"I'm sorry, I really can't help you with this matter, but I can let the people of the company go to your company to make an investigation. If there is an opportunity for cooperation, it's another matter."
Sheng Han looked at her, as if to see that the Luo family was in chaos at that time. She stood on the stage to speak, calm and decisive.
But she may be different from what he imagined. In front of outsiders, she can be calm and cool, but in her husband's arms, she is very soft. Have all the thorns on her body been pulled out?
In the ward, Luo Jingchen sat there with his lips pursed. Winter was short, and it was getting dark soon. Uncle Fu had already sent dinner to him, but he didn't move. Lenggang put his hands into his pocket, stepped in and looked at him, "where's your wife?"
When Luo Jingchen was in a coma, he would come for a walk every three or five times. He was not surprised to hear that he woke up in the morning. He didn't know how hard his life was. The Lord Yan didn't dare to accept him. He never worried about him.Seeing that he didn't speak, lenggang looked at the thermos box on the table again. "I haven't eaten yet. Let's have some soup first. I'll leave it to you."
He patted his hand before he touched it. "Don't touch it. It's her dinner."
Leng Gang shriveled his mouth, pulled a chair and sat down. He didn't dare to compete with a pregnant woman for food, especially a pregnant woman he couldn't afford. He glanced up and down at the man sitting there with very low air pressure. "Were you hurt by the people in the ancestral hall?"
He gave a hum and squinted, "they collude with external international mercenaries. In the future, even if I don't have to do it, they will be swallowed up."
External mercenary? No wonder they brought so many people back injured. "Did you fight that group of international mercenaries?"
Luo Jingchen low Mou, "the gun on my right arm is they hit."
"Damn, those grandchildren!" When he and Luo Jingchen were studying abroad, they had participated in the training of special organizations. At that time, they saw the ferocity and ferocity of international mercenaries, which is incomparable in China.
"How long has it been since I saw the heat preservation box on the table?" he asked
He looked at her and spat out four words, "wait for you to feed me."
"Good."
Xiang duo unscrewed the incubator and filled a bowl of porridge that uncle Fu specially prepared for him. The spoon was delivered to his mouth, "be careful with the hot." Luo Jingchen's eyes were still on her face, and then slowly opened his mouth.