Sheng Chong's second marriage, Mr. Song is lucky to be pregnant

Chapter 42 So... Are you jealous?
Colleagues around failed to understand that "he" referred to the child Liang Jincheng was talking about.

I thought it was a "specific man".

In his spare time, he talked about her gossip.

A nurse: "How do I remember that Dr. Liang is married?"

A certain doctor: "It seems to be married, and the husband is still a company boss, but the boss raised a mistress, who is quite beautiful."

A certain nurse: "That's it, isn't Dr. Liang very pitiful, why doesn't he get a divorce?"

A certain doctor: "Doctor Liang's current husband is rich, how can he leave easily, this poor man, there must be something hateful, didn't you see a bouquet of flowers on her seat last time? Probably I also have a lover in private, after all, her husband follows mistress, so it is inevitable for her to be lonely and cold as a woman."

A nurse: "Ah, so this is the husband and wife playing each other outside?"

A certain doctor: "Maybe it was before, but it's hard to say in the future. Dr. Liang's husband's mistress is pregnant, and he came to our hospital for an obstetric examination. Maybe Dr. Liang will be replaced by mistress."

A nurse: "After the divorce, can Dr. Liang share a large part of the property?"

A certain doctor: "If you have the means, maybe you can let the man go out of the house."

During the lunch break, this passage was said at the dinner table.

There are people from all clinics and departments who are talking about it.

Everyone chattered and mixed up hearsay and gossip with different themes.

But anyway...not a good word.

When Liang's mother was almost recovered, Liang's father decided to take Liang's mother home for treatment. After all, the bed cost in the hospital was only a few hundred dollars a day, and he didn't want Liang Jincheng to be too tired.

Before making this decision, Liang's father came to the hospital to find Liang Jincheng.

Not long after entering the hospital, I heard those nonsense.

He had already walked to the door of the pharmacy, but he turned his head abruptly.

In the next few days, he came to the place where his daughter worked almost every day.

Listen to those gossips.

And every time Liang Jincheng went to see her mother, she felt her father's face became more and more gloomy, so she wondered if her father was sick, so she took her father to have a physical examination. , had to give up.

……

For several days, Liang Jincheng received flowers from Song Yingrui.

From eleven at the beginning, to 21 later, to 31 now, the little guy is giving away more and more.

She had heard a little gossip around, and thought it was caused by the daily bouquets.

She waited for a few days, but she didn't wait for Song Yingrui to come to play with her.

I had no choice but to wait until after get off work and when there was no one in the hospital, I went to the hospital myself.

On the way to Song Yingrui's ward, she kept thinking in her heart: Never meet Song Yixian, never meet Song Yixian...

Just, man.

Sometimes it's like this, the more you don't want to meet something, the more you will meet it.

So is Song Yixian.

Sitting upright on the sofa in the ward, with a cigarette butt in his hand, he looked at ease.

But Song Yingrui was not there.

Seeing this, Liang Jincheng turned around and left.

A man's voice came from behind, "Are you here because of the flowers Ying Rui gave you?"

Liang Jincheng was stunned, then bit her lip, turned around and said, "Since you know, please tell Ying Rui that I receive flowers every day, and the influence is not good, Ying Rui can understand."

Song Yixian extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and then looked at her with his eyes, his delicate little face was rosy from his quick steps, and the few strands of hair on his forehead were casually scattered, with such clarity in his eyes. A touch of sexy.

"But before I knew about it, he had ordered flowers from the florist for a year."

"It should be refundable."

He said lightly: "Our family...is not short of money!"

Liang Jincheng squeezed her palms, "No matter what, Ying Rui still spends your money. You can ask the flower shop to give flowers to the women around you instead of asking Ying Rui to give them to me."

Song Yixian paused and narrowed his eyes slightly.

What do you mean, those women around him?

"Miss Liang..."

He called out suddenly, then got up slowly, walked towards her step by step, and asked, "Which women are there beside me?"

He was still some distance away from her, but Liang Jincheng felt oppressed, "How would I know which women are around you?"

Song Yixian didn't stop, and was still approaching her, "Then why did you say that? Or is there a misunderstanding?"

Liang Jin's expression tightened, and she took a small step back. When she met Song Yixian's eyes, she seemed to see some unknown emotion in them... The next moment, she opened the door and wanted to leave.

The wrist was grabbed by the man, "If you don't make it clear, I will not only ask Yingrui to send you flowers, but I will also send you flowers myself."

"Are you... crazy?"

Where did she provoke him again?

Song Yixian chuckled: "I'm crazy, why don't I know?"

Liang Jincheng gritted her teeth angrily and said, "How can a psychopath know that he is a neuropathy?"

Song Yixian raised his brows with sword eyebrows, "Then you know?"

"Of course I..." She was startled, only to realize that she had been led into a pit by herself.

Answering whether you know or don't know is wrong.

"You don't have to stare at me like that, I won't do anything to you."

"Know the face but not the heart."

"But you may not know that if I want to do anything to you, let alone in the hospital, even in the police station, I can do whatever I want to you and make you unable to resist."

His eyes looked at her with great interest, as if admiring a work of art.

Her expression tightened: "I don't want to talk to you, and I don't want to see you, so let go."

"Let me be clear first, what are those women around me?" He was a little serious.

He has always kept himself clean and doesn't like being said that.

Liang Jincheng was exhausted, her wrists were firmly held by him, and she couldn't break free at all. She shouted, "What's there to say, isn't it the meaning of the many women around you?"

"A lot of women?" He frowned in doubt, then stretched it out, and asked a little ambiguously, "Who told you that there are many women around me?"

"How can someone else tell you this!"

Even if Song Yingrui hadn't said those words to her, how could there be fewer women around a successful man like him who wanders among the flowers and is affectionate and handsome.

"So... are you jealous?"

Liang Jincheng was startled.

doubted his hearing.

The corner of the man's mouth was raised, with a smug smile, "If you are jealous, there is no need at all. I admit that many people admire me, but I can guarantee that if you are my woman, I can only treat you alone." it is good."

(End of this chapter)