Chapter 857

At 11:00 p.m., an Liqi boiled the medicine and put it in the heat preservation bucket.

After wiping the medicine for herself, she was pushed upstairs by mother Zhang to have a rest, but she couldn't sleep any more. At last, she helped the stairs down, put her mobile phone on the coffee table, spread out her French book and began to learn.

When she looked up again, the time on her watch was already 12:30 in the morning. She buttoned the book to the tea table, covered her aching ribs with one hand, and slowly stood up from the sofa, slightly twisted her waist, and then she turned around and took the phone to dial.

Call the housekeeper directly, but it's not slow to answer the phone there. The three tones are answered:

"is the little grandma still sleeping?"

An Liqi directly asked:

"are you going to work all night? I'll send it to you! "

If you have a bad stomach, you can't just boil like this. Thinking of this, she then asked:

"did Ling Zhenyu eat dinner on time?"

Zhao Xi didn't speak so happily. He stammered and said:

"the young master just had dinner half an hour ago, but he didn't eat much. I think he wanted to call you and looked at the time. I think he thought you were asleep..."

An Liqi was so depressed that she immediately decided:

"I'll send him some medicine and buy some porridge. You can arrange a car for me."

Zhao Xi pondered a little, then began to suggest:

"if I let Liu Ming go, I'd better take the medicine. If I asked him to buy porridge on the road, my little grandmother would have a day's toil, so I'd better have an early rest, and the young master would also save snacks."

Originally, she did not agree with him. After listening to his last sentence, "young master also saves snacks", an Liqi nodded directly and answered:

she took five bags of medicine.

After cooking three times today, there are still two bags.

The results of his physical examination will be available in two days.

An Liqi tightly grasps the mobile phone, can't control the worry in the heart, looks up to turn to the living room door full moon.

The full moon conveys love.

But only if the person has time to see it.

It is estimated that the man who is busy with his work seldom even looks up. He can't see the moon outside from his desk!

However, it was in front of the French windows, which could almost see the sky outside.

A lover always has a heart.

At the moment, Ling Zhenyu is standing in front of the French window, one hand in front of the French window to see the moon.

As soon as I finished processing the whole pile of documents, I should have listened to her and reclined in the chair, or go directly to the rest room inside. But when I closed my eyes, I felt that my mind was in a mess and I couldn't calm down.

Worry.

Worry.

Fan Yuanyuan's death touched him a lot, as if falling from the sky.

He felt that he should be more careful in the future, and the people who want to protect must be closely guarded.

To Yuanyuan that concern completely broken, the only concern left in the heart is the little woman with big eyes blinking.

He was afraid.

I don't know how to live if I don't care about it.

He used to think that work was a burden, but now he never thought of it like that.

If Leng wants to say so, then after an Liqi appears, all the burdens in his heart will have a taste -

become sweet.

It's a sweet burden.

He willingly wanted her to be his burden.

Only by her dependence can he feel his own value.

All the struggle is for her.

She is sleeping now, I don't know if hand pain will affect her sleep.

Time is urgent, see her want to say more words, more feel her quiet, even have no time to see her injury, really should not.

The big hand slowly takes back, slowly copies into the trousers pocket, the upright posture is in the high building top to look down.

The little lights downstairs and the stars on the upstairs make him see all the quiet because of her.

Kiki, you know what.

The events of the day must have touched her deeply, but he couldn't go back and comfort her by her side. She didn't complain at all.

He knows, she knows.

Yuanyuan brought her all the harm, he saw in the eyes, for which he was guilty, but she never care, still heartless smile at him.

God knows how much he cherishes the smile on her face.

Today's reporter is the meaning of zhe Ye. He talked with him for a long time, and finally turned his face directly. If he acts recklessly again, don't blame him for using his assassin's mace.

In fact, the so-called Assassin's mace is just a bet with Ling's group.

There was no certainty of victory, but with a determination to die together, he still won.

When zhe Ye withdrew the reporter, he said the last sentence:

"Zhenyu, you know your grandfather's temper better than anyone else. Even if I didn't intervene, can you guarantee that he won't do it himself?"yes.

He can't guarantee it.

The old man is the devil in business legend.

It can be said that he has no lower limit.

If someone like him wants to reach out to his Kiki, what should he do.

So he didn't refuse Fang Qingchen's kindness. He also knew that Fang Qingchen was really for Qiqi's sake, otherwise he would not cooperate with him.

But the more so, the more worried he was.

Worry about the old man.

Worry about Fang Qingchen.

Worried about him, Kiki.

Also worried about Ling's internal and external.

Only he didn't worry about himself.

The door was knocked, and then Zhao Xi pushed the door in, holding a stack of documents to be processed in his arms.

He opened his mouth towards the young master's back, but he didn't make a sound at last. Instead, he directly put the document on the desk, and then lifted his feet to the operating table to squeeze juice.

The fresh apple juice flowed into the cup in two minutes. He took the cup and handed it to the young master and said in a low voice:

"the young grandmother said that she would let you stop drinking coffee and replace it with juice. So I prepared all kinds of fruits for you. Please try this first."

Looking down at the light green juice in the cup, Ling Zhenyu's lip slightly curved, slowly raised his hand to take it over, tasted a little, and nodded slightly:

"the taste is not bad."

Soft juice, with that little woman's lips do the same taste, fresh and sweet.

"Young master, the young grandmother boiled the medicine and said that she would deliver it. I told her to have a rest early. Liu Ming went to take it."

On hearing about her, Ling Zhenyu's eyes lit up and nodded faintly:

"well, she's tired today."

"I've arranged for Miss Biao's affairs. What else do you want to account for?"

Taking advantage of his young master's good mood, Zhao Xi asked for instructions.

He went to discuss with Sang Bing, who pushed him out directly, saying that it was not her business, and refused to give advice.

I went to discuss with young master Ximen. There was a word on the phone over there that asked me to tell me what to do. It's not shameful enough!

Therefore, the funeral of chairman Ling's cousin is not a big one, but a small one. He is now in a mess.

Waiting for the young master to think for dozens of seconds, he heard the young master's voice:

"the main thing is to be simple. Although the master zhe has been removed from the media, it is inevitable that no one is more windy. Just try to keep things down. If you want to put the graveyard on the mountain according to your previous suggestions."

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