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

Chapter 90 Mr. Shen, it seems that he has no right to intervene in my private life

The next day, when she woke up, the wind outside the window made the branches sway constantly, and it looked like it was another cloudy and rainy day.

Last night, in a different environment, I slept unexpectedly peacefully.

"Wake up, let's have some breakfast. The weather is a bit cold recently. I have prepared ginger tea for you to prevent colds." In front of the sofa, the man put on his coat.

It was no longer the suit from yesterday, it was a new casual suit, dark blue, very handsome on him.

Liang Jincheng got out of bed, approached the sofa, and asked, "Are you going to the company now?"

"Well, I still have some things to deal with, so I can't accompany you." Song Yixian looked down at her, his feet bare.

He stretched out his slender legs, hugged her up, and put her on the sofa safely, "Just now you said that the weather was a bit cold, so you went to the ground with bare feet, because you wanted to catch a cold and let her go Do I feel bad?"

Her habit of not wearing shoes is quite similar to that of Ying Rui.

It's just that the attitude towards Song Yingrui is not as good as that towards her.

I still remember the scene where the little guy was swollen by his cold-eyed cheeks, and then reluctantly put his feet into the shoes.

At this moment, the little guy was still awake on the bed, with an oxygen mask on his face, and was very weak.

Liang Jincheng pursed her lips and muttered softly, "Of course not."

Song Yixian raised his lips, "That's why I want to hug you."

"You are so narcissistic."

"Otherwise, I'll do the breakfast for you. I'll feed you, okay?" Song Yixian looked at the clean face, and stretched out his hand to straighten her messy hair, with infinite pampering in his eyes.

Liang Jincheng hid, but he straightened out the stray hair on his head.

"I can eat breakfast by myself, so I won't bother you."

She blushed and refused, her feet had no place to rest, she put them directly on the sofa, touched the blue and white porcelain plate with her slender fingers, picked up the ginger tea, and took a sip of it. It's warm and comfortable.

Song Yixian rubbed her hair again, passing the temperature from the top of her hair to the roots of her ears with the palm of her hand. With the effect of ginger tea, her whole body became hot.

There are only a bowl of ginger tea, a serving of white porridge, and a serving of fried dumplings on the table.

After drinking ginger tea, her stomach felt almost healed. After eating two fried dumplings and two mouthfuls of porridge, she couldn't eat anymore.

What's more, Song Yixian was sitting beside her, she was very reserved, so she told him that she was full.

"Eat such a small amount, you should be very hungry at noon."

"I'm hungry at noon, let's eat at noon."

Song Yixian glanced at her deeply, with an understated smile on his face, "Okay, I'll come over to have dinner with you at noon."

What Liang Jincheng was thinking was that his words just now had misunderstood him.

"If you have something, you can..."

"I'm fine."

He has said that, so what else can she say, after all, food is still eaten, no matter where it is eaten.

Song Yixian ate the unfinished porridge and fried dumplings together, not caring at all that it was left over from her meal.

"Have you eaten in the morning? These should not be enough..."

"I didn't intend to eat here at first, but when you woke up, I wanted to accompany you, and now I don't even want to leave."

Song Yixian is absolutely poisonous, he dares to say anything.

Liang Jincheng was already hot, and now she could not wait to sweat, "You will really make me think that I am important."

Song Yixian frowned, raised his chin, put one hand on the coffee table and the other on the sofa beside Liang Jincheng, "Don't you know how important you are to me?"

Seeing him approaching, Liang Jincheng backed away naturally, "I...I think there is no reason."

Song Yixian nodded, stood up slowly, looked at the branches outside the window, and withdrew his hand on the coffee table, "When I was in school, I had a class on the topic of the difference between men and women. The teacher said that women and men fall in love. Sometimes, I always ask you if you love me, no matter how much a man repeatedly emphasizes how much he loves her, a woman always lacks a strong sense of security, which is actually an expression of inferiority, you are afraid, right?"

Liang Jincheng curled her lips, "I really want to know what major you are studying. There will be teachers who will talk about it."

"Major in Business Administration, minor in Psychology, Computing, and Mathematics."

He is a top student.

"Don't change the subject, am I right? Are you afraid?"

Liang Jincheng stood up from the sofa, but the slippers were on the side of the bed, not on the side of the sofa. The person who stepped on the ground might carry her up again, so she moved her body and moved a little away from him, "Why should I To be afraid?"

"Afraid you'll fall in love with me?"

Liang Jincheng's face froze, and her body tensed up, as if something had been poked into her heart.

Song Yixian saw the change in her expression, and said, "It seems that I have hit the mark."

He chuckled lightly, then leaned over to her, and before she noticed him, he put his arms around her waist, and kissed her lips without hesitation.

There was a little distance between them with her bent leg.

Her neck was thrown back, and he went forward to find her, and finally had to touch just at the water's edge.

After touching it once, he felt that it was not enough, so he stretched his body to touch it for the second time, and the third time...

Such a gentle and gentle touch also made her lips stained with his saliva, making them moist.

"I have already greeted the dean of the pharmacy. You will accompany Ying Rui as a nurse, and your salary will be paid according to the normal nursing care. The pharmacy will not arrange work for you for the time being. When Ying Rui recovers from illness, you will pay again. Go to the pharmacy."

In fact, Song Yixian wanted Liang Jincheng to go to Huanqiu Boyi to be his personal secretary, so that he could see her, kiss her, and hug her all the time!

But he knew that she would not agree.

At least not now... Let's find a better time.

……

After Song Yixian left, Liang Jincheng splashed cold water on his face several times.

But she not only needs cold water to splash her face, but also ice cubes to calm her mind.

After she took a few deep breaths, someone knocked on the door.

She changed her clothes and went to open the door. Standing outside was Fang Yuan, Song Yixian's assistant.

"Miss Liang, this is the divorce agreement. After you sign it, the subsequent procedures can be completed today."

Liang Jincheng took the white paper from Fang Yuan and flipped through a few pages.

At the same time, Fang Yuan succinctly stated the general content of the document, "According to Ms. Liang's request, I will leave the house without leaving the house."

"Okay, I see, I will sign now."

Fang Yuan handed the pen to Liang Jincheng, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If it wasn't for Ms. Liang's request to leave the house, the lawyer said that at least half of the shares in Shen's Group could be won for you. Ms. Liang can consider it." one time……"

Liang Jincheng shook her head, "Money is just something outside of the body. I don't bring it with me when I die. I just hope that I have nothing to do with the Shen Group. If I take the money, there will definitely be countless troubles later."

Even if Shen Chen didn't pursue it, Yan Qingqiu and Shen Xiaoya could drown her with their saliva.

Fang Yuan smiled, "If the president knows that you can think about him like this, he will definitely be very happy."

In Fang Yuan's eyes, he gave up a huge amount of property in order to have a clean relationship with his ex-husband. In Fang Yuan's eyes, it must be for Song Yixian's consideration. What's more, it is just a mere Shen family, and Song Yixian can give her more with a wave of his hand.

Liang Jincheng knew that Fang Yuan had misunderstood, but the relationship between her and Song Yixian was easy to be misunderstood, so if she explained more, it would be hypocritical.

She took the pen, didn't even bother to turn around, and directly put the divorce agreement on the wall, and signed her name in a flash.

And next to her name is Shen Shen's name...

Shen Chen, a word that hurts when you see it.

I should have forgotten.

……

After Fang Yuan left, Liang Jincheng rearranged her things again, because the little guy was still sleeping, so she moved lightly.

After tidying up her things, she cleaned the room a little.

He took out a set of clothes that Song Yixian wore yesterday from the bathroom.

The haute couture handmade clothes were left on the bathroom floor.

Clothes are wrinkled.

Liang Jincheng knew that this kind of expensive thing needed the most maintenance, so she quickly put it away and put it aside.

While stacking, she picked up the man's inner clothes. She blushed and caught the things in the middle of the clothes.

If she can't see it, she's comfortable.

Thinking about sending these things to the laundromat when I have time, but thinking back, will the laundromat wash those things?

Let's wait until Mother He comes, she should be more experienced than her.

After checking that all the instruments were working properly, she was fine.

Sitting on the head of the bed, she suddenly remembered the sweater her mother knitted for Ying Rui before she passed away.

One sleeve is missing.

After finding out, she sewed it up stitch by stitch according to the method her mother taught her.

On the small white sweater, a puppy is specially outlined on it. Looking at the pattern on the dog's body, it looks like a flower...

Ying Rui will like it, she thought with a smile on her face.

And beside this white sweater, there is also a dark gray sweater.

Because it was too late, only a small part was knitted.

Dark gray...is his favorite color. In Liang Jincheng's impression, most of Song Yixian's clothes are dark colors.

She opened the closet, and there were all dark clothes inside, and the texture looked good.

He shouldn't be wearing such hand-woven things.

Thinking of this, she collected the dark gray woolen thread and put it aside.

Concentrate on making another one.

"Boom boom boom"!
It's only ten o'clock now, Song Yixian is unlikely to come back now, it should be He Ma.

She put down the sweater and went to open the door.

The moment I opened the door, I saw a man I hadn't seen for a long time.

She frowned slightly.

Before she could ask him what he was doing here, the other party opened his mouth first, his thin lips trembling slightly, "Why are you here?"

The man was wearing a hospital gown, the gauze on his forehead was still there, and his cheekbones were raised. Compared with him a while ago, his figure looked much thinner now.

Liang Jincheng raised her head, and said coldly, "Mr. Shen, you seem to have no right to interfere with my private life."

(End of this chapter)