Entertainment headlines: director’s rules for chasing a wife - Chapter 335

As soon as night fell, the whole city fell into a bustle. Fireworks kept blooming in the sky. One after another, there was a taste of joy in the air.

In this time of family joy, the dawn building in the city center is still lit, which seems a little abrupt.

“How’s it going?” Seeing Lao Fang coming in, song Lixian asked coldly.

“Failed.” Lao Fang lowered his head and replied in a low voice. He was waiting for a storm to come.

However, Lao Fang waited for a long time and did not hear song Lixian, let alone reprimand. He summoned up his courage and looked up at Song Lixian. As he thought, song Lixian’s face was ugly. Strangely, he didn’t get angry this time.

“President song?” Lao Fang shouted carefully. He felt that compared with the current silence, he wanted song Lixian to scold him for his incompetence as usual, so he didn’t need to guess what song Lixian was thinking.

“I see.” After a while, song Lixian said faintly, “it’s getting late. Go back to new year’s Eve dinner.”

While talking, song Lixian slowly turned the swivel chair. He looked at the sky outside and felt a lot. He felt that song Tingchen was the fireworks blooming in the sky, and he was the ash after the brilliance. It was gray and small, and no one noticed him.

Although Lao Fang also wants to go back, his son and daughter-in-law must be waiting for him to go home for dinner with his wife on New Year’s Eve. His son has just returned from abroad this year. This is their first reunion dinner after they have been away for several years. However, song Lixian didn’t leave, and he didn’t think he should leave.

After a long time, song Lixian felt that there was someone behind him. He said, “go back. Didn’t your son just come back from abroad this year?”

“Mr. Song, what about you?” Lao Fang asked anxiously. This time he was not perfunctory, but very sincere. He has followed song Lixian for most of his life. He remembers song Lixian’s kindness to him, so he followed him so wholeheartedly.

“Me?” Song Lixian sneered and said, “New Year’s Eve dinner is for people with a family. I’m not qualified.”

Hearing song Lixian’s words, Lao Fang was stunned: “Mr. Song, don’t say that. Although the young master is gone, isn’t his wife still there? As long as the wife is still there, the home is still there. ”

“She?” Song Lixian is in pain. Since Qiqi’s accident, Liu Min has also been seriously ill. Now they can’t say three words a day at home.

“Forget it, forget it.” Song Lixian waved and said, “go back. I’ll go back later.”

“Yes.” Lao Fang doesn’t intend to continue. He can’t accompany song Lixian here. He still misses his son and grandson.

“Wait a minute,” Song Lixian called him again, “show me Taiya’s information.”

Knowing what song Lixian was thinking, Lao Fang sighed silently in his heart and nodded: “I’ll find it for you now.”

Although the mobile phone rang and rang on the table, song Lixian was still stuck in those boring and professional reports. If he wants to suppress song Tingchen, he must first understand the operation of Taiya. The document in his hand is the internal information about Taiya that he spent a lot of effort to get.

When the mobile phone rang for the fifth time, song Lixian impatiently answered the phone. Before the other party spoke, he began to speak first: “what’s the matter? I’m busy. You can eat first. ”

“Sir,” said Aunt Jane carefully, “madam is not feeling well. We are going to the hospital. Will you come back?”

“If you’re not feeling well, just take it to the hospital,” Song Lixian said carelessly. “I’m not a doctor. It’s no use looking for me. Hang up first.”

After putting down his mobile phone, song Lixian continued to look at the documents in his hand. Five minutes later, he felt something wrong.

If he had heard that Liu Min was uncomfortable in the past, he would have put down his work and rushed back to accompany her. However, since Song Tingchen completely separated from him, his relationship with Liu Min has also declined sharply, as if an invisible wall stood between them, making their husband and wife suddenly unfamiliar.

Ten minutes later, song Lixian picked up his coat, closed the door of the office and left the dawn.

In Runze villa, there are bright lights, but it is a little deserted.

Since both Liu Ma and Chen Zi went home, Zhang Ma was only responsible for the new year’s Eve dinner, and Qinhuai came.

“Youle, I don’t think you look very good.” Qin Huai scooped a bowl of soup for Qin Youle and said anxiously, “isn’t it uncomfortable?”

“Dad, I’m fine.” Qin Youle smiled calmly. She stirred the soup in her hand and didn’t mean to drink. Recently, her appetite has decreased a lot and she hardly ate anything.

“Tingchen, I think you’ve lost weight.” Qin Huai sighed, “you two must protect your body well. I think both of you are haggard.”

Song Tingchen and Qin Youle raised their heads and looked at each other at the same time. After seeing this, Qin Youle found that song Tingchen was indeed haggard. He was also thin, and his face didn’t seem very good.

“Dad, we’ll take care of ourselves.” Song Tingchen said quietly, “it’s you. Live alone. Take good care of yourself. Don’t let us worry.”

“That’s natural.” Qin Huai smiled awkwardly. Since Li TIANYAO appeared, he and Qin Youle haven’t had a good conversation, so they also feel a little awkward. They don’t seem to be as close as before.

After dinner, although Qin Youle and song Tingchen tried to persuade Qin Huai to stay, Qin Huai still insisted on leaving.

“Mom Zhang, let me help you.” After seeing Qin Huai off, Qin Youle quickly turned and entered the living room. She didn’t want to stay alone with song Tingchen.

“No,” Mrs. Zhang said with a smile, “I can do this alone. You and Mr. Song go upstairs and have a rest.”

“It’s still early.” Qin Youle said quietly, “I didn’t always help you before. Now I want to help you in Runze villa.”

“You!” Mother Zhang’s eyes narrowed with laughter.

As soon as song Tingchen entered the living room, his mobile phone rang.

“Hello, Aunt Jane?” Seeing that it was aunt Zhen, song Tingchen thought Liu Min wanted him to go back to dinner.

“Young master, madam is in hospital.” Aunt Zhen said anxiously, “I’m in the hospital now. Madam won’t let me tell you, but I still think I should tell you.”

“In which hospital?” Song Tingchen said excitedly that he was already taking clothes.

After hanging up his cell phone, song Tingchen quickly put on his clothes and said to Qin Youle, “Youle, my mother is in hospital. I’ll go to the hospital now. You can rest early.”

“Wait a minute.” Qin Youle quickly took out a paper towel and wiped his hands. “I’ll go too.”

“No, it’s cold outside,” song Tingchen frowned. “It’s so cold, don’t go. Have a good rest at home.”

“Stop talking. Go drive.” Qin Youle said faintly, “I went upstairs to get my bag and waited for you at the door.”

Seeing that Qin Youle insisted on going, song Tingchen had to nod.

Five minutes later, song Tingchen had quickly left Runze villa in a black car.

On the bus, both of them were flat faced and didn’t speak. Song Tingchen looked dignified. Liu Min has always been in good health. He also knew that Liu Min was seriously ill because of Qiqi, so he felt guilty about it.

Qin Youle turned to see song Tingchen for a long time. She was sad about Qiqi for more than half a month and hardly paid much attention to song Tingchen. If it hadn’t been for new year’s Eve, she might have taken longer to notice song Tingchen. Looking at Song Tingchen’s thin face, Qin Youle’s eyes were covered with water mist.

“Mom will be fine.” Qin Youle hesitated and gently put his palm on the back of song Tingchen’s hand.

Qin Youle’s sudden move stunned song Tingchen. He looked back at her. Qin Youle had faintly turned his head. Song Tingchen’s joy soon disappeared. He thought she was still blaming him.

When song Tingchen and Qin Youle hurried to the hospital, Liu Min was already infusion. But I haven’t seen her for half a month. Liu Min has lost a lot of weight.

“What happened to my mother?” Seeing that Liu Min was still sleeping, song Tingchen’s eyes showed concern.

Aunt Zhen rubbed her hands and said nervously, “the doctor said it was just an ordinary fever. Nothing happened after the infusion. However, my wife has a low fever for many days. I’m worried about whether there will be other problems.”

“Why didn’t you bring her earlier?” Because he was worried, song Tingchen couldn’t help blaming, “since he was ill, why didn’t he come to the hospital earlier.”

“Tingchen…” seeing aunt Zhen at a loss, Qin Youle gently pulled song Tingchen’s clothes.

“I’m sorry, aunt Zhen,” song Tingchen sighed. “I don’t mean to blame you. I know my mother’s temperament. She must be unwilling to come.”

“I didn’t take good care of my wife.” Aunt Zhen said with guilt. She lowered her head silently. She really blamed herself. In the afternoon, she was busy preparing new year’s Eve dinner and didn’t notice that Liu Min’s physical condition was worse.

Song Tingchen frowned. He suddenly realized that there was another person who should be here.

At the same time, Qin Youle also found this problem. She said quietly, “aunt Zhen, where’s Dong song? Why isn’t he here? ”

Aunt Jane moved her lips and looked like she wanted to talk and stop.

“Didn’t you inform him?” Song Tingchen asked suspiciously. His eyes were always on Liu Min lying on the sickbed. Now there was a feeling of guilt in his heart. He felt guilty that he had never cared about Liu Min’s position this year.

“I told you,” said Aunt Jane excitedly. “I made several calls, but my husband didn’t answer. Finally, I answered the phone and just asked me to send my wife to the hospital. ”

“Today is new year’s Eve. Didn’t he come back?” Qin Youle is a little puzzled. In her impression, song Lixian and Liu Min have always been deeply married. Such a thing should not happen.

“Young master,” said Aunt Zhen in embarrassment, “Sir seldom comes back these days. Either stay out at night or come back very late. Even if I went home, I couldn’t say a few words to my wife. During this time, my wife has been ill, and my husband has not asked much. ”

Song Tingchen’s hand had been clenched unconsciously, and a layer of frost fell on his eyes.