Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 71 The business trip was decided temporaril

As Song Qingcheng said, he looked at Shen Che and smiled slightly: “I am a person who still bears grudges. Over the years, I have been thinking all the time, if one day I can reach the sky in one step, I must make those who abandon me regret what I did. Decided, but after so long, I still struggled at the bottom, and the person who once made me bow my head still lives on top.”

Shen Che felt uncomfortable: “It’s not so good now, I’m going to live a normal life…”

“Plain, that’s for you.” Song Qingcheng took a deep breath and said quietly, “Now I have lost even the opportunity to make this society treat me fairly.”

“A lot of things, not as pessimistic as you think.”

Song Qingcheng smiled: “Think optimistically, have you always depended on the Lu family for a living? It’s like raising piglets, fattened and sold to the butcher for slaughter.”

Shen Che’s Adam’s apple moved a little, but couldn’t find the right words to answer.

“Alright,” Song Qingcheng walked to the door and opened the door: “I’ll go to work tomorrow, go to bed.”

After Shen Che left, Song Qingcheng did not continue to blow his hair.

Putting the hair dryer in her hand on the table, she sat on the back of the chair for a long time.

That night, Song Qingcheng couldn’t sleep peacefully. In her dreams, various pictures flowed intermittently, but when she woke up, she couldn’t remember what she had dreamed of.

When she got up, there was no movement in the next room.

Song Qingcheng stood in front of the bathroom mirror and saw that the bloodshot eyes were a little heavy. She leaned over, washed her face with cold water, tied her hair with a rubber band, and simply picked up herself and went to the balcony to collect the early morning laundry. She didn’t wake up Shen Che, changed her clothes and went out quietly.

Song Qingcheng went to the hospital first because he didn’t go to work until half past nine.

On the aisle connecting the inpatient department and the outpatient building, I once again met Gu Qingwei by chance.

Unlike Gu Qingwei’s “enemies meet with jealousy”, Song Qingcheng’s expression remained as usual, and he did not actively provoke him, and went straight to the inpatient department.

Staring at her back, Gu Qingwei sneered, turning around to find that Wang Mingxiu had come out of the bathroom for some time.

Wang Mingxiu’s face was ugly, and he obviously saw Song Qingcheng.

Today is the day when Wang Mingxiu came to the hospital for a pregnancy test.

In the elevator, Wang Mingxiu finally couldn’t help but said, “Weiwei, that Song Qingcheng and your brother, were they boyfriends and girlfriends before?”

Gu Qingwei disdainfully said: “It’s purely a shameless surname Song who sticks to my brother, thinking about marrying a rich man all day.”

Realizing that there was no sound from Wang Mingxiu next to him, Gu Qingwei quickly changed his contemptuous expression, and took Wang Mingxiu’s hand to comfort: “Sister-in-law, don’t think about it. My brother cares most about you and the baby in your belly now. Coquettish bitch, my brother must not even want to take a look.”

Wang Mingxiu curled the corners of her lips slightly, but still couldn’t let it go, and asked, “How did they separate?”

Gu Qingwei was vague and unwilling to elaborate.

“I don’t mean to pursue it. I just want to understand your brother’s past.” Wang Mingxiu spoke at a rapid pace, and then whispered: “I ran into this Miss Song in the hospital last time, your brother’s. I was a little absent-minded for a few days…”

When Gu Qingwei heard this, she was immediately anxious: “Sister-in-law, they are really nothing. At best, my brother was so young and ignorant that he was tricked by the surname Song to buy her an apartment for more than 2 million yuan. Later, my mother knew. Two hundred thousand surnamed Song was given, and the surname Song stopped immediately, and did not continue to pester my brother.”

Wang Mingxiu heard it, but didn’t say a word.

For fear that Wang Mingxiu would be unhappy, Gu Qingwei said: “Last time my grandfather had his birthday, I saw a woman surnamed Song hugging an old man. A woman like her can’t keep up with her except for her beauty. Sister-in-law, you compare.”

Wang Mingxiu remembered Song Qingcheng’s bright and charming smile, and bit her lip involuntarily.

Men and women are not the same.

It is not only women who love bad men. Most of the time, the worse a woman is, the more men love her, even if she is notorious.

No matter what kind of man, there is a desire to conquer in his bones.

Conquering bad women is always challenging.

Song Qingcheng didn’t take the encounter with Gu Qingwei to heart. When she spent breakfast with her grandma in the ward and packed the disposable dishes, her grandma asked about the blind date that night: “Have you chatted with someone online these days? ”

People are refreshed on happy occasions, and the old man’s complexion has improved a lot: “I heard what Aunt Xu said, the man is very satisfied with the blind date. Whenever you have time, you can bring people over and let grandma take a look.”

“I only met for a few days…” Song Qingcheng showed helplessness.

She was selfish when she went on a blind date. She didn’t want to develop further, and she didn’t want to delay the other party.

Seeing her perfunctory attitude, the old man stared at her unhappily: “What’s wrong with knowing a few days, as long as the person is suitable. I have talked with Aunt Xu several times, she is the kind of real person, and the children in the family are definitely not worse. Where to go.”

Song Qingcheng knew that the grandmother, who could only argue with education, only said, “Then I have to ask his opinion first.”

Grandma listened and smiled very satisfied.

At 8:50 in the morning, Song Qingcheng felt that it was almost time, and left the hospital to go to work in the imperial court.

Coming out of the elevator and walking to the lobby of the inpatient department, he was lightly patted on the shoulder.

Song Qingcheng turned his head, it was Yu Tingchuan’s driver-Lao Zhao.

Old Zhao’s face is honest, and when he smiles, he is easily reminiscent of the kind elders at home: “I was in the elevator just now, and I looked at it for a long time, for fear of admitting my mistake, I didn’t expect it to be you.

Song Qingcheng smiled: “Are you here to visit patients too?”

“My wife does the cleaning work here.” Lao Zhao said: “She forgot to bring the key when she went out in the morning. I will bring it to her.”

“…” Song Qingcheng smiled.

Old Zhao asked: “Are you going back?”

Song Qingcheng nodded: “Well, I’m going to work in the imperial court.”

Lao Zhao is always enthusiastic. Seeing Qingcheng and his son are about the same age, he is very well-behaved and sensible. He immediately said: “It’s just on the way, let’s go, I also want to go home.

Song Qingcheng did not refuse, and waited to get into the car before saying, “Are you going to rest today?”

“The boss is on a business trip, and I can rest for a few days as a pawn.”

“Mr. Yu is on a business trip?” Song Qingcheng asked.

Old Zhao started the car and said, “I went to Bingcheng. It was decided temporarily. I won’t be back until a week later.”