Marriage with a child: the second wife is too popular

After explaining, Song Yichen turned around and went upstairs again.

Looking at the back of his departure, I feel that he is not as difficult to get along with as everyone said.

I feel that Mr. Song is a very respectable person, and he feels really comfortable.

When I first met him, I was stunned. I didn't expect the director of a general hospital to be so handsome, and I didn't know if he had a girlfriend.

When I think of this, my face turns red involuntarily. When I think of the two of us living in this house in the future, I feel very happy in my heart.

When I watched Mr. Song leave, I couldn't wait to sit down and eat the food on the table desperately.

In fact, I was so hungry that my chest stuck to my back. Thinking about it, I ate a pancake fruit for a few hours at noon today, and I haven’t even eaten a drop of water. My dinner goes into the kitchen again.

Although I hate cooking, I am very hungry now. If I let myself cook again, I must be very upset in my heart.

After more than ten minutes of gobbling, I finally fed my stomach full, but I also ate up a few dishes on the table.

Song Yichen, who was hiding upstairs, saw all the process of her eating, and was very surprised at her appetite.

He didn't expect a girl to be so skinny and so edible. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

But she didn't pretend at all when eating, which made people feel very cute, and it also made him know a different girl again.

Thinking of this, the corners of Song Yichen's mouth showed a slight smile, which he didn't even notice.

After finishing my meal, I tidied up the kitchen and returned to my room with a tired body.

What I have experienced today feels like I have never experienced it in my life. Although it is very tiring, it is also very satisfying.

I am even more curious about what will happen tomorrow, not knowing what kind of things will be waiting for me tomorrow.

Because I was too tired, I fell asleep on the bed, and when I woke up, it was already 7 o'clock the next morning.

Looking at this time, I was so scared that I quickly bounced off the bed.

I still remember that Uncle Ma said that Mr. Song had to eat on time at 7 o'clock every morning, but I had to wake up two hours to prepare breakfast for him.

And I have to sort out the suit and shoes he wears to work. When I think of this, I can't wait to rush out the door. When I came to the kitchen.

I saw Mr. Song preparing breakfast for himself in the kitchen alone, which made me very uneasy.

It's over, I didn't cook by myself on the first morning, but asked the boss to do it. Isn't this the rhythm of telling me to get out.

When I came to the kitchen, I hesitated and said. "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I was too tired yesterday, so I overslept, but you can rest assured that I will never do this again next time, please give me another chance."

Speaking of this, I feel like I am about to cry, I blame myself for being so sleepy, I should have bought an alarm clock yesterday, why did I make such a low-level mistake.

Song Yichen, who was standing in the kitchen, looked at me blaming myself and didn't say anything.

He knew very well that it was normal for a girl who came out to work not to get up on the first day, so he just forgave her today.

If there is a next time, he can't guarantee that she will continue to work with him, after all, his patience is limited.

"I'll forgive you this time, but I can't be like this next time. Bring the prepared breakfast over."

With my head down, I heard Mr. Song say this, so I quickly raised my head and looked at him gratefully.

In fact, I really feel indescribably grateful in my heart now. I didn't expect Mr. Song to be such a good person, but why did those people who sent me here say that Mr. Song is a very bad person?

But no matter what kind of person Mr. Song is in the eyes of others, in my heart Mr. Song is really a very good person.

"Don't worry, Mr. Song, I promise I won't make such a mistake next time."

After I finished speaking, I turned around and took out all the breakfast that Mr. Song had made.

Seeing my excited appearance, Song Yichen felt unspeakable happiness in his heart, which surprised him very much, but he didn't want to find out why?
Song Yichen, who was sitting at the dining table, looked at me standing next to me, and then looked at my hair, and knew that because I was too anxious, I probably haven't washed it yet.

"Lan Xin, go and do your work. I don't need you to serve me here. I also made your breakfast and put it in the kitchen."

Standing next to me, I didn't expect that I didn't get up to make breakfast. I forgave myself, which surprised me very much. I didn't expect Mr. Song to make breakfast for myself.

What do I have to say, it makes me a little embarrassed.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, I'm not hungry now, and it won't be too late for me to eat after you finish your meal."

Although she wasn't hungry, standing next to her in her current image really affected his appetite.

"Even if you're not hungry, should you go and wash yourself up?"

After being reminded by Mr. Song, I just remembered that I haven't brushed my teeth, washed my face or combed my hair since I woke up. Isn't my image now very bad?
When I thought of this, I couldn't wait to run out. When she returned to her room and looked at herself in the mirror, she wanted to find a hole to drill into and die.

In the mirror, besides the fluffy hair that looks like a witch, there is eye gum in the corners of the eyes. The most frightening thing is that I drool last night, and there are marks of saliva on the corners of my mouth.

Why would he see him in such a bad state?This makes me how to face him in the future?When I think of this, I feel that I am really the sloppiest woman in the world.

And Uncle Ma also said that Mr. Song is a very clean freak. No wonder he asked himself to leave when he was eating just now. It should be his image that made him unable to eat.

At this time, I couldn't wait to tidy myself up from beginning to end, but when I returned to the living room, Mr. Song had already gone to work.

Suddenly I felt very lost in my heart, which made me very strange.

Although Mr. Song has left, I also remember what Uncle Ma told me, that Mr. Song's place is cleaned at least twice a day inside and out, so I couldn't wait to clean it from upstairs after breakfast.

After cleaning all the rooms, I was already tired and sat on the sofa. I finally knew why others couldn't do it for a long time. Just cleaning the house is already killing people, and I have to cook.

I just don't understand why Mr. Song wants to live in such a big house by himself, why can't he change to a smaller one? Is it because he wants to highlight that he is rich?

And it has to be cleaned again in the afternoon. Can't the house be cleaned only once a day?It seems that when Mr. Song comes back tonight, I must have a good discussion with him to see if I can find a compromise. If this continues for a long time, I will definitely not be able to bear it.

After taking a break, I looked at the time and was going to cook again.

Even though I work in a hospital, there is a cafeteria in the hospital itself, so why do I have to cook and send it to me? Isn't this embarrassing?
If I don't deliver food to him at noon, I may have an hour or two of rest time, but if I deliver food at noon, then I really don't have any rest time during the day.

No wonder the salary is so high to work here!If I knew this was the case, when I was looking for a job yesterday, I should have found someone with a lower salary. This way, I would feel more relaxed. Now I am really going crazy.

Although I was complaining endlessly, it didn't waste my cooking time.

After an hour of hard work, I finally prepared a few dishes. After packing them, I checked the time and found that there was not enough time. I didn't care about eating by myself, so I took the lunch box and went out.

Although Uncle Ma said that he would deliver meals for him at noon, and that Mr. Song paid the round-trip fare, but he didn't give him any money yesterday, so he has to use his own money to post it now.

Seeing that time was running out, Lan Xin had no choice but to hail a taxi and rush to the hospital.

When the car stopped at the hospital, I had an urge to commit suicide.

I didn't expect that a taxi would cost me 10 yuan in just two, three, and 200 minutes to get on it. Isn't that killing me?
"Miss, are you okay?"

Sitting in the back seat, I shook my head in pain.

"Uncle, can you offer a discount? I only sit for a few minutes, why do I need 200 yuan?"

When the driver in front heard what I said, his smiling face immediately became serious.

"Miss, what are you talking about? I'm a timer, not a bargainer. The usual car is 200 yuan when I get here. If you don't believe me, you can ask others. I didn't mess around at all. Is it okay to take your money?"

These people nowadays are going too far. They want to take a car but don't want to pay. After all, he is an employee of a big company.

Anyway, he didn't collect money indiscriminately today, even if she sued the company, he wouldn't be afraid. He had seen many such customers, but what he didn't expect was that such a beautiful girl could do such a thing.

"Uncle, you misunderstood, I just..."

When it comes to this, I don't know what to say!Forget it, since I have taken all the rides, the money must be paid. The next time I don't take a taxi, I should buy a bicycle.

Otherwise, I would deliver meals to him every day, so it would be impossible to take a taxi every day. How much would the fare be for a month?

As soon as I thought of this, I quickly took out 200 yuan from my pocket and handed it to the driver.

After getting out of the car, I couldn't wait to run to the hospital. After some inquiries, I finally came to Mr. Song's office, but the nurse told me that Mr. Song had an operation today and had to wait until he came out, so I had no choice but to stay in his office with my food. wait.

It should be that I have been working since I got up in the morning, and I haven't rested until now, so I fell asleep as soon as I sat on the sofa.

Song Yichen, who had just come down from the operating room, saw Lan Xin lying on the sofa and falling asleep as soon as he walked into his office.

Seeing her sleeping soundly like a baby, Song Yichen couldn't bear to wake her up.

At this time Song Yichen took off his coat and put it on for her.

In fact, he was quite tired this morning. He had two surgeries in just one morning, and he hadn't had a sip of water since morning, so he felt really exhausted.

Looking at the food on the table, Song Yichen picked up the chopsticks and couldn't wait to eat.

After a few minutes, he ate up all the food that Lan Xin sent. After eating, Song Yichen sat on his stool, looking at Lan Xin who was sleeping soundly, and felt very satisfied in his heart.

That's when the nurse rushed in. "Dean, the patients in bed 26 are dying..."