Entertainment headlines: director’s rules for chasing a wife - Chapter 314

Inside the black Rolls Royce.

Song Tingchen is resting with his eyes slightly closed. Last night, he hardly slept in order to take care of Youle. Now he feels his eyes are very sour.

Feeling that Huang Zhiming wanted to stop talking, song Tingchen said lazily, “just say anything. You never hesitate to talk in front of me.”

Hearing song Tingchen’s words, Huang Zhiming opened his eyes in surprise. When he saw song Tingchen with his eyes closed, how could he know that he had something to say?

“President song, do you think President Qin is a little strange recently?” Huang Zhiming scratched his head and said, “I feel that he deliberately likes to hide from his wife.”

Song Tingchen slowly opened his eyes. After a long time, he said, “he is hiding from Youle.”

“Why?” Huang Zhiming asked, “shouldn’t president Qin care more about his wife at this time? Li TIANYAO is also stupid. The more this time comes, the more he should show his concern for his wife, so that his wife will have a greater chance to recognize him! ”

Song Tingchen glanced at Huang Zhiming. Huang Zhiming immediately covered his mouth and shook his head. “No, that’s what I’m talking about here.”

“By the way, tell Xu Bo to change Li TIANYAO.” Song Tingchen rubbed his temples, sighed and said, “just find a hotel and say hello to the people on the road.”

“Why?” Huang Zhiming asked puzzled. Song Tingchen Mingming said he wanted Li TIANYAO to suffer. Why did he move to the hotel in just a few days.

“General Qin ordered.”

“President Qin?” Huang Zhiming was even more depressed, “why? Doesn’t president Qin want Li TIANYAO to leave s city more? Why is it better for him now, isn’t it… ”

Song Tingchen cleared his throat and shook his head. “President Qin certainly wants Li TIANYAO to leave, but do you think Li TIANYAO is still willing to leave now?”

Song Tingchen’s voice became smaller and smaller. Huang Zhiming quickly nodded to show that he understood. He could feel that song Tingchen was becoming more and more impatient.

“Come and have some hot coffee.” Knowing that song Tingchen was a little upset, Huang Zhiming offered a cup of hot coffee and said, “Huier specially asked me to bring it this morning. The morning meeting has been postponed to the afternoon. You can be in the hospital with your wife before noon. ”

Song Tingchen took the coffee and looked out of the window. As it was cold, the windows were covered with fog.

“The new year is coming soon.” Song Tingchen sighed. It has been more than a year since they met Qin Youle again last year. In this year, many things have happened between them.

“Yes, it will be the new year in a few days.” Huang Zhiming looked at Song Tingchen and said with a smile, “in this year, you not only opened a company yourself, but also upgraded to be a father.”

Hearing Huang Zhiming’s words, song Tingchen smiled.

Seeing that the haze on song Tingchen’s face finally dissipated, Huang Zhiming secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He knows song Tingchen’s temper too well. He is in a bad mood. Although he won’t lose his temper inexplicably, he will be more and more harsh on other things. Therefore, as long as song Tingchen is in a bad mood, he will be very frustrated as an assistant.

Soon, the car stopped smoothly at the gate of the hospital.

Song Tingchen’s car just stopped, and then a white Mercedes stopped.

“Mr. Song, madam’s car is in the back.” Huang Zhiming whispered.

Song Tingchen took a few steps back to open the door for Qin Youle, took her hand and watched her come down. As soon as Qin Youle got off the bus, song Tingchen took off his scarf and put it around Qin Youle’s neck. He spoiled and said, “why don’t you wear a scarf when you come out? It’s so cold. Don’t catch a cold.”

“You have stubble.” Qin Youle looked up at Song Tingchen’s handsome face and said with a light smile, “I went out early in the morning. You were gone when I woke up.”

“Yes, I went to the company and dealt with some things first.” Song Tingchen put his hand around Qin Youle’s shoulder and walked in, “I’m afraid I’ll disturb you, so I’m very careful.”

Qin Youle bowed his head, took song Tingchen’s hand and said gently, “didn’t you sleep well last night, did you? I kept turning over last night. It must have bothered you. ”

“No.” Song Tingchen grabbed Qin Youle’s hand and stuffed it into his coat pocket.

Qin Youle looked up and saw a beautiful arc rising from the corner of song Tingchen’s mouth. She also lowered her head and smiled.

“Ah, envy.” Looking at the back of song Tingchen and Qin Youle embracing and leaving, Huang Zhiming shook his head reluctantly and said, “when will I come out for a walk with my beloved girlfriend?”

With emotion, Huang Zhiming got into the car. In addition to picking up and seeing off song Tingchen, he also has a very important task is to send documents to song Tingchen for signature. Now that these documents have been signed, he has to rush back to the company to work.

Qin Youle and song Tingchen arrived in Qiqi’s ward first.

“Madam,” Mrs. Liu rushed over early in the morning and saw Qin Youle and song Tingchen appear together. She hurriedly introduced, “the doctor just came to check the ward. The young master is recovering very well now.”

“Really?” Qin Youle’s eyes twinkled. She couldn’t wait for Liu’s mother to introduce her. She had rushed to the hospital bed.

It is said that in front of the hospital bed, it is actually just a small crib. Qiqi lay there with his eyes closed, his small pink hands clenched into fists, as if he were swearing in sovereignty. His little mouth tooted slightly, as if he were coquettish.

“Qiqi…” Qin Youle lowered her head and rubbed the child’s face. For a moment, she felt a warm current flowing between her and the child. This warm current, like a blood vessel, closely linked the two people together.

“Youle, what’s the matter with you?” Seeing Qin Youle suddenly stunned, song Tingchen was also worried about whether she was uncomfortable.

Hearing song Tingchen’s words, Qin Youle smiled and shook her head. She murmured, “Tingchen, no matter where he comes from, we will love him, right? We will treat him as our child, right? He is our child, isn’t he? ”

Song Tingchen also bent down and looked at the child. He turned to look at her clear eyes and promised: “Youle, I promise you, I will always regard Qiqi as our child. In fact, when I brought him back, I thought that we would give him a happy childhood. He was destined to be your child and me. ”

Looking at Song Tingchen’s gentle eyes, Qin Youle nodded silently in tears.

The child seemed to hear the conversation between Qin Youle and song Tingchen. I don’t know at which moment, the child was looking at them with black and round eyes.

“Hey, kid, when did you wake up?” Song Tingchen first found Qiqi staring at him. He reached out and put his index finger on Qiqi’s hand. The child’s little hand quickly subconsciously grabbed his finger and looked at him and smiled.

“Qiqi, are you looking at Dad laughing?” Qin Youle said gently. She went to hold the child’s other hand. She knew that once she grasped the child’s soft but powerful hand, she and song Tingchen would be responsible for him all their life, just as Qin Huai treated her.

Thinking of her current identity, a touch of imperceptible sadness flashed from the bottom of Qin Youle’s eyes.

Song Tingchen happened to lower his head and catch this. He didn’t say anything, but stretched out another hand and hugged Qin Youle tightly. He thought he could give her strength now.

Originally, song Tingchen did not suggest that Qin Youle meet the child immediately, but Qin Youle insisted on meeting the child and refused to compromise.

“Youle, the doctor said that children are not suitable for too much frequent contact,” song Tingchen explained patiently. “Why don’t we meet again later?”

“Didn’t Zhiming say last time that the child may not be long?” Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen and said, “what if the child can’t last that day? Are you really going to let me miss the child forever? ”

Song Tingchen was silent and didn’t know what to say. In addition to the above reasons, song Tingchen is most worried about whether Qin Youle will lose control when she sees the child, and whether she will lock her out of the door as before, unwilling to face the facts.

“Tingchen…” Qin Youle shook song Tingchen left and right again. She said with tears, “if there is any accident to the child, do you think I can forgive you again?”

Hearing Qin Youle’s words, song Tingchen’s heart clicked. He was worried that Qin Youle would blame him for stealing his children. Qin Youle’s words made him even more worried.

“Youle, you have to promise me,” song Tingchen said as if he had made a great determination. “Don’t be too emotional. No matter what happens, you have to face it bravely with me, okay? ”

Qin Youle nodded heavily. Now she just wants to see her child right away.

When the nurse put on the isolation clothes for Qin Youle and song Tingchen, Qin Youle only felt that her chest seemed to be pressed by a big stone, which made her a little out of breath.

“Are you okay?” Seeing Qin Youle frowning, song Tingchen asked anxiously, “is there something uncomfortable?”

“Nothing.” Qin Youle shook her head and said. She took a deep breath and comforted herself: the child will be fine. He should also be like a normal child.

However, when she entered the intensive care unit, the psychological defense she had built collapsed.

In the intensive care unit, the little child was lying in bed. Although it was winter, he only wore a diaper and was naked. Because he was covered with various tubes to monitor his vital signs, needles were inserted on his wrist and forehead, and he maintained his energy by infusion.

Qin Youle could hardly stand when he saw this scene. Fortunately, song Tingchen came forward in time and hugged her.

“Youle…” song Tingchen whispered, “if you can’t stand it, we’ll go out right away.”

“I don’t want it.” Qin Youle held back his tears and said, “he is our child. How can we be afraid of him?”

Qin Youle gently took song Tingchen’s hand away. She walked slowly to the hospital bed step by step. The child’s lips were tight and his eyes were closed, but his little face was not pink, but some pale and purple.