Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: No. 1 Yuan from a wealthy family

Chapter 97 What's the matter with you

After Qin Anhao said something to Zuo Qiufeng with a very cold attitude, he seemed to realize that he had lost his composure, and stood there staring at Zuo Qiufeng for a moment, then hurriedly left.

Seeing that Qin An was in a bad mood, Zuo Qiufeng stepped up and wanted to chase after him; but he remembered that Brother Song was outside, and he wanted to chase him out, which would be easily misunderstood.

After thinking about it for a while, Zuo Qiufeng closed the elevator door, leaving Qin An alone.

After leaving the inpatient building of the hospital, Qin Anhao and Song Yizheng ran into each other head-on.

Stopping, Qin Anhao saw Song Yizheng first, and said, "Are you coming to see my dad? They are all upstairs. I have something to do, so I will leave first."

The sound was a little turbulent.

After the words fell, Qin Anhao didn't give Song Yizheng a chance to reply, so he quickened his pace and left directly.

Song Yizheng followed Qin Anhao's voice and looked at her. Seeing that her face was pale and her appearance seemed anxious, he didn't stop her, and only watched her gradually disappearing from sight for a long time...

Qin Anhao was upset and wanted to be alone, and when she calmed down, she might be able to pretend nothing had happened.

She had nowhere to go, so she went directly to the sea view.

I went upstairs and got into the room, locked the door, walked back and forth in the room twice a little restlessly, and finally sat on the bed, half in the chair, recalling many, many things from my childhood.

After thinking too much and being tired, I closed my eyes and fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up again, he was woken up by a knock on the door.

"Hello, Qin An."

When Song Yizheng knocked on the door, he called out to the people in the room, his voice mixed with a little irritability.

Hearing the voice, Qin Anhao was startled in fright. After realizing that it was Song Yizheng calling her, she dazed, turned over, and was about to get out of bed, but first reached out and touched the corners of her eyes, feeling a little wet, and then twitched A piece of paper, after wiping it lightly, got up and walked to the door, and opened the locked door.

Qin Anhao opened the door, and Song Yizheng stopped knocking on the door immediately, and his straight and long figure stood firmly outside the door.

Staring deeply at Qin Anhao, who was standing behind the door, who was somewhat haggard, his handsome brows were slightly frowned, and he asked, "What's wrong with you today?"

Seeing him, he said a few words as if talking to himself, then ran away in a daze.

Hearing Song Yizheng's words, Qin An was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied: "Maybe it's because I'm too tired these two days, and I want to rest."

After the words fell, Qin An really wanted to close the door, and didn't want to explain anything to Song Yizheng.

At this moment, Song Yizheng reached out his hand to stop Qin Anhao from closing the door, and pressed the door, not caring whether Qin Anhao wanted to rest or to be quiet, and stepped into the room.

After Song Yizheng entered the room, he closed the door for Qin Anhao without any hesitation.

With a straight and long figure, an oppressive shadow shrouded the room.

Song Yizheng entered the room.

Qin Anhao felt a little uncomfortable, turned around with embarrassment, stood a little far away from Song Yizheng, pressed his lips tightly, and kept silent.

"Tired? Didn't you just take a rest?" Qin Anhao didn't speak, but Song Yizheng asked questioningly, his sharp eyes looked at Qin Anhao all over, and at the end he suppressed his tone and asked concerned: "Are you not feeling well? "

After the words fell, Song Yizheng stretched out his hand, and grasped Qin Anhao's wrist with a generous hand, wanting to take her to have a look.

In the past two days, Hucheng encountered a strong cold current to cool down. Qin Anhao stayed with Qin Guoxin for two days without sleep, perhaps because he was really unwell.

Qin Anhao was clasped by Song Yizheng, became a little nervous, struggled to move, and replied: "I'm fine, I'm really fine, I'm just tired and want to sleep for a while."

After repeated words, Qin Anhao exerted some strength on his wrist, trying to struggle away from Song Yizheng's holding her hand.

She just wanted to be alone, and didn't want to make a fuss.

Qin Anhao struggled hard.

There was a cold light in Song Yizheng's eyes, and he gradually let go of his hands, and stood upright on the spot for a long while, before calming down the chill on his body, and said with calm eyes and slightly frowned: "Then you have a good rest."

Hearing this, Qin Anhao immediately nodded in response, trying to make the expression on his face look more natural.

After sending Song Yizheng out of the room, Qin Anhao closed the door and locked it.

As soon as Song Yizheng stepped out of the room, he heard the sound of locking the door behind him. He stopped suddenly and went straight to the study without looking back.

Qin Anhao didn't feel sleepy when she was alone in the room, she just wanted to be alone for a while. At night, a cold wind came in from the window, and she was relieved.

I got up and closed the window first, and found that it was getting late and I was a little hungry, so I turned around and wanted to make something to eat.

There are a lot of ingredients in the kitchen, Qin Anhao cooks first, and then takes out fresh food and meat from the refrigerator.

After working back and forth for more than an hour, Qin Anhao finally stopped.

Steamed fish, boiled soup, stewed chicken, fried vegetables, and seriously cooked a large table of dishes. When they were placed on the table, she just watched, without appetite.

The irritability still cannot be calmed down in a short time.

Qin Anhao sat down dejectedly, lowered his head in frustration, and recalled the words he heard in the hospital before, 'Dead, you die right after you're born'.

"Why don't you eat?"

Song Yizheng's voice sounded at this moment.

As if waking up from a dream, Qin Anhao raised his head to look at Song Yizheng, facing the light, only saw a rather dark figure.

Qin Anhao swallowed carefully, and replied with a bright smile: "Wait for you."

When Qin Anhao walked from the room to the kitchen, he saw Song Yizheng's coat still hanging on the hanger by the door, so he guessed that he hadn't left yet.

When Song Yizheng heard that Qin Anhao said he was waiting for him, he raised his brows slightly, and calmly raised a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth. After sitting down slowly, he picked up the bowl, and it was rare for him to serve the rice by himself, with extremely elegant movements.

Seeing Song Yizheng serving the rice by himself, Qin Anhao was surprised for a moment, then picked up the bowl and served himself the rice.

The two filled the bowls with rice one after the other, then lowered their heads to eat.

Qin Anhao eats carefully, chews carefully, picks fish bones, bones, ginger, garlic bit by bit...

“The fish is a bit salty, the chicken is a bit bland.”

Song Yizheng suddenly said, in fact, generally speaking, what Qin Anhao made today is quite thoughtful, at least it is a lot better than the four undifferentiated vegetables he made before.

"Ah? Really? Then I'll add some water and some salt."

Hearing this, Qin Anhao suddenly raised his head, stared at Song Yizheng and answered the question himself, then picked up the two dishes Song Yizheng had mentioned on the table, and went straight into the kitchen.

Absent-minded look.

Looking at Qin Anhao's figure already entering the kitchen; Song Yizheng could see that she had something on her mind.

After Qin Anhao entered the kitchen, he turned on the fire again and poured the vegetables into the pot. When he was about to add salt, he stopped suddenly and stared at the fish in the pot for a long time before he realized that the fish was too salty, so he should add some water and monosodium glutamate .

(End of this chapter)