President's Brand

Chapter 62

Xi Mu stood under the glass roof, looking up at the blue sky, she was greatly relieved when the haze of last night dissipated.

Withdrawing his gaze from a distance, Xi Mu raised a smile on his face, but saw a familiar figure standing opposite.

Qiao Xiyao was wearing a black suit, standing sternly opposite her, his obsidian-like eyes flickered slightly, making him stop in his forward steps.

Seeing him suddenly, Xi Mu was startled at first, and then became puzzled.However, she quickly remembered the injury on Ling He's face last night, and gradually realized that the two of them had fought!

Sighing softly, Xi Mu looked at him, only to see that his face was haggard, and the back of his left hand was wrapped with thick gauze, which was still faintly stained with blood.

The black eyes stared at him closely, Xi Mu wanted to avoid but couldn't move.Her gaze slid to his injured hand, and she froze there, and slowly frowned again...

In the corridor where people come and go, two eyes are closely intertwined.Qiao Xiyao looked at her intently, and seeing her staying where she was, she walked over step by step.

Seeing him walking step by step, Xi Mu nervously clenched the thermos in his hand, his heart pounding.

Qiao Xiyao faced her, saw that she was holding a thermos in her hand, and recalled the news he saw this morning, something flashed in those deep eyes.

After walking in front of her a few steps, Qiao Xiyao's face was gloomy. After inspecting her whole body up and down, the frowning brows relaxed.Looking at her gloomy little face, he pursed his thin lips tightly and did not speak.

For a long time, Xi Mu didn't hear his voice, looking up at his dark eyes, her heart moved slightly, "You..."

Just as he was about to speak, the phone in his bag rang.Xi Mu came back to his senses, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to check, what he saw was a short message: Grandpa is gone, come quickly!

Just when she was distracted, the man in front of her turned and left.Holding the phone, Xi Mu looked up again, only seeing his tall back.

Looking at his walking figure, Xi Mu's eyes darkened, and a trace of indescribable loss suddenly surged in his heart!After a long time, she withdrew her gaze from him and walked towards the ward.

Pushing open the door of the ward, it was very quiet inside.On the hospital bed, Ling He leaned half-body, with his eyes slightly closed.His head was covered with white gauze, his right leg was fixed in plaster, and his face was pale and weak.

"Ling He..." Xi Mu walked in lightly, and when he saw his appearance, his eyes turned red, "How are you?"

Hearing her voice, Ling He hurriedly opened his eyes, and what he saw was her tearful face, which made his tense face smile.

Reaching out to pull her to sit next to her, Ling He held her hand and whispered softly: "Don't cry, I'm fine! I just have a slight concussion!"

Putting the thermos in his hand on the table, Xi Mu wiped away his tears and asked him, "Then your legs?"

Seeing her worried face, Ling He smiled lowly, with a gentle and peaceful expression on his face, "The doctor said, it's a broken bone, and it will be fine after a period of rest."

Xi Mu let go of his tightly held heart, and secretly thanked the heaven for his care.Looking at his pale face, she still felt worried, so she poured the porridge into a bowl and brought it in front of him.

Ling He looked at the porridge in the bowl, a smirk flashed in his eyes, and he deliberately sat blankly without reaching out.

Seeing him sitting still, Xi Mu looked at the injuries all over his body, and immediately understood, quickly picked up the spoon, and fed him porridge.

"Be careful!" Xi Mu gently blew the porridge in the spoon and fed it to him, her eyes were gentle and peaceful.

The warmth in front of him made Ling He warmly moved in his heart.When he was sick and had a fever, she also took good care of him in this way. At that time, he was always greedy for her tenderness, so much so that he deliberately refused to take medicine to delay his illness for two days.

"Mu Mu!" Staring at her deeply, the feeling of happiness from the past surrounded him again, Ling He looked at her with a smile, and asked: "I'm injured, I'm unable to move, can you take care of me?"

The movements of his hands paused, Xi Mu slowly raised his head, met his expectant eyes, and couldn't stop struggling.After all, this car accident was caused by her, and Ling He injured his leg in order to protect her, so it is his duty to take care of him!

"Okay!" After clearing her mind, Xi Mu suppressed the weird feeling in her heart, and responded to him with a smile. Seeing the surprise in his warm eyes, she also laughed.

In the hospital ward, because of this pleasant and beautiful scene, it was surrounded by warmth for a long time.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Dai Ning was holding the morning paper in her hand, and the entire page was reporting: "Second young master of the Ling family, encountered a car accident on a rainy night!"

A cold light flashed in her eyes, Dai Ning picked up her coffee, took a sip, and threw away the newspaper in her hand, with a sneer of disdain on her pretty face.The mobile phone on the table rang cheerfully, listening to the ringtone, a smile appeared on her tense face.

"Qiuchen?" Dai Ning answered the phone, with a smile on her lips, her tone was pleasantly surprised, "Are you back?"

The man on the other end of the phone laughed when he heard her voice, and his tone was very gentle: "I just arrived last night, and I invite you to dinner at noon today!"

"Well, good!" Hanging up the phone, Dai Ning happily washed and dressed, choosing clothes.

At noon, an elegant private restaurant.

In a private room decorated in the style of the Qing Dynasty, in front of the Eight Immortals Table from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, a man is sitting with a handsome face.

Not long after, Dai Ning came in wearing a white suit, "Young Master Qiu, I kept you waiting!" She smiled mischievously, walked to the table and sat down.

Qiuchen looked at her, picked up the teapot, poured her a cup of Pu'er tea, and smiled softly.

Picking up the Pu'er tea, Dai Ning drank it in one gulp, "This Pu'er tea is indeed the best." She stretched out her hand, raised the teacup in front of him, and looked at him earnestly.

Looking at the sly light in her eyes, Qiu Chen sighed, with a doting smile on the corner of his mouth, he reached out and poured her another cup of tea.

Satisfied, Dai Ning blinked and raised her eyebrows to look at him, "Oh, it's an honor to bother the young master of Mayor Qiu's family, little girl!" After she finished speaking, she giggled, her face full of satisfaction.

Qiu Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, seeing that she was joking, a smile appeared on his handsome cheek, "You, why are you still like a child!" His voice was deep and magnetic, revealing gentleness.

(End of this chapter)