Two cute babies: Mr. Si loves his wife too much

After a while, Si Mohan closed the book, looking at the endless blue sky and white clouds outside the window, the anxiety gradually came to his heart.

Suddenly, with a few "cough coughs", Si Mohan bent over and began to cough violently again, his fair face flushed instantly, he covered his mouth with a very ugly face, and his clear eyes were immediately covered with bright red bloodshot .

"Young master!" Qi Feng ran over when he heard it, and then took out a few medicines from the tea table beside him and hurriedly brought them to Si Mohan's mouth, while the latter tremblingly raised his water glass and swallowed them slowly .

"You can't delay any longer, young master, you have to get treatment quickly!" Qi Feng's face was pale, obviously Si Mohan's appearance just now frightened him.

After a long while, Si Mohan finally recovered, took a long breath, and said with a smile, "It's okay."

"Young Master." Qi Feng wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by Si Mohan.

"What did he say?" Si Mohan asked softly.

"He..." Qi Feng sighed, lowered his head and said, "He said he didn't understand, he didn't understand why you did this, he didn't know where he was wrong."

When Si Mohan heard the words, he just smiled dumbly, and he didn't lose his temper like Qi Feng thought, but he just said lightly: "If you don't understand, then you want to understand. I want to see if his time is worth it."

Qi Feng nodded immediately when he heard this, and didn't dare to say anything more.

After a while, Si Mohan enjoyed the rare tranquility for a while, and said again: "Book today's ticket, go to the capital, and help me contact Wang Yue to meet at the old place tonight."

"Yes!" Qi Feng answered quickly and neatly, then turned around and went out to prepare for the trip.

At this time, Si Mohan was the only one left in the room. He picked up a very cool sports car model and looked at it carefully, and whispered softly: "When will you really grow up?"

Then, a deep sigh came from the room, which lasted for a long time.

Time passed quickly, and the sun had gone down in a blink of an eye. At this time, at the door of Si Mohan's office, a man with fiery red hair was squatting in the corner of the corridor with a dejected expression, covering his cheeks and not knowing what he was thinking. Did not care about the eyes of the staff coming and going.

At this time, a tall figure slowly walked towards Ling Youting. I saw him in a suit and leather collar, with a back comb, a confident smile, and the appearance of a corporate executive. At first glance, he was not ordinary people.

"I'm not here, why are you in such a mess? You're still the same as you were when you were studying, and you haven't made any progress at all." The man looked at Ling Youting condescendingly, with a bit of disdain and disappointment in his eyes.

Hearing this, Ling Youting immediately spread out his palms, raised his head and looked up, and saw a familiar figure standing in front of him, Ling Youting couldn't help screaming: "It's you! Why are you here!"

"If I don't come, you will lose the last bit of your dignity, do you know that?" The man raised his mouth and reprimanded Ling Youting unceremoniously.

"This is my business and has nothing to do with you. If you came here just to see me in such a state of desperation, I admit, you won!" Ling Youting gritted his teeth and forced out such a sentence.

The man laughed when he heard the words, and slowly took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to Ling Youting, and said slowly: "Wipe the stains on your face, I even look down on myself, who else would care about you?"