The Runaway Wife of the Godfather of the Republic of China

Chapter 30 The same food
He was indeed angry.

He had never been so soft-spoken to a woman.

He tried to let go of his reserve and arrogance and get along with her, but she would not agree to him because he was "under the knife" for her and was in a "dangerous period".

If he wanted to get her, he would have asked for it when he gave her the Black Tie Token in the car, and would he have waited until now to lie here and pretend to be a knife?

As a woman, she gave him a different feeling.She is beautiful without being flamboyant, noble without being pretentious, stubborn without being overbearing, he wants to approach her in a way that can accommodate all her strengths and weaknesses, approach her, and then own her, he doesn't want to use his strength to subdue her, so he set up Arrangement, taking the knife for her, just in exchange for a chance to live in peace, for myself and for her.

Because this is the woman he identified, the woman he wants to marry as his wife, somewhere in his heart he told himself more than once, to give her a chance to fall in love with him, and then let her marry him willingly, but she resisted everything about him .

He really didn't want to destroy the beauty of this peaceful relationship. When he thought of seeing her smile with that boy in the afternoon, his heart was surprisingly cold.

He chose to tear apart the false tenderness that was concealed outside, and let's see where she goes!

"You can't give me what I want. Let's go." Tang Chengxun looked at her lonely.

"I don't want to live in a huge debt of favor for the rest of my life. If I want to leave, I will wait for you to recover." She didn't dare to look him in the eyes.

"This time it's my fault, it has nothing to do with you! If you don't leave, what if I can't hold back and touch you, what should I do! I'm an out-and-out playboy, and I'm too old!" He laughed at himself.

"No, you won't!" She was even more determined, "Mr. Tang, it's getting late, you should rest first. I'll sleep at the door, call me if you need anything." She leaned on a single chair near the door, Turned his back, tears streaming down.

She really wanted to leave, but as long as she had a little conscience, she would stay.

When he saw her secretly wiping away tears, his heart was pierced like a knife.

Such a persistent woman once again touched his heart like a violin string being plucked fiercely.

All night, all is well.

Ye Qingran changed the cold towel for him a few times, but he kept his eyes closed and didn't look at her, that's fine, so as not to be embarrassed.It was almost dawn, when Ye Qingran felt that the temperature of his forehead was normal, he relieved his burden and fell asleep peacefully on the chair by the door.

When he saw that she was really asleep, he took the blanket and covered her.

He looked at the woman who was close at hand, his long eyelashes were slightly raised, his jade-like face moved naturally under his even breathing, and under the tall bridge of his nose were cherry lips that were already crimson without powder, what a perfect look Zhang face, so touching sleeping!
Will she be his wife?

Will her heart open for him?
Once she is forced to marry her, will she accept her fate?
When Ye Qingran woke up, the sun was really on her ass, she rubbed her sore neck, and the people on the hospital bed were already staring at her.

"Are you feeling unwell? Are you still hot?" Qing Ran walked towards him while rubbing her eyes.

He smiled, as if the unhappiness of last night had never happened. "It's long gone, it's time for breakfast."

"Sorry, I overslept. I'll buy what you want to eat."

With a smile on his face all the time, he pressed the hidden button on the wall.

A man in black appeared at the door.

"Push up the breakfast!" Tang Chengxun ordered.

The man in black beckoned out, and two young women in western-style cook clothes pushed a large dining cart in, laying out breakfast quietly and politely.

Ye Qingran was a little surprised.

The dining car has Western-style breakfast such as milk, sandwiches, seasonal fruits, as well as fried rice, steamed buns, side dishes, and rice porridge that Shanghainese often eat.The utensils for holding food are all bone china.

With a wave of Tang Chengxun's hand, the two cooks went out in good order.

The life of the rich is different!

"Wow, where did you get such a sumptuous breakfast?" Ye Qingran was puzzled, "Could it be that the hospital prescribes something for you?"

"Can you eat the food in the hospital? This is made by the cook of my Tang family. Just wait for you to wake up and eat it quickly."

Ye Qingran swallowed a mouthful of saliva, to be honest, this night was exhausting, and she was really hungry.

"Wait, you haven't washed your hands yet." Qing Ran hurriedly went to the bathroom to freshen up briefly, then handed Tang Chengxun a clean wet towel, "Wipe your face."

Seeing that she was so considerate, Tang Chengxun was in a good mood, so he took it obediently.

Qingran asked, "What do you want to eat, I'll help you."

"A glass of milk, a sandwich with salmon." He pointed.

"Milk, here." She handed it to him, "You can't eat salmon, it's not good for your wounds, eat steamed buns, here, there's shredded chicken porridge, and some sweet-scented osmanthus mixed with lotus vegetables." He looked at her like Like a housekeeper, picking vegetables for him is a little crazy, this is not a dream, he really enjoys it.

"Ah, that's not right. Milk and these are combined to form a combination of Chinese and Western." She babbled, "Let's just save the milk for after dinner."

He smiled, "Okay, what do you choose, what do I eat, and you eat quickly."

Ye Qingran picked up a vegetarian stuffed pan fried, and took a portion of lotus seed porridge.

"Do you people in Shanghai like to eat raw pan fried?" Tang Chengxun asked with interest.

"I'm not from Shanghai, I just grew up in Shanghai. My hometown is in Tongxiang, Zhejiang." She said while eating, "However, I have loved this since I was a child. You have some meat." She picked one for him.

He tasted the fried minced meat she had picked up as he said, and he found that as long as he didn't go too far, whether it was out of conscience or to repay his kindness, she would be more considerate to him, and he couldn't be too impatient, otherwise he would just will get farther and farther away from her.

(End of this chapter)