After her substitute disappeared, the CEO went crazy

"A Zheng, it's great that I can still see you..."

After a long time, Shen Weiqing spoke slowly, with a bit of crying in her voice, Ling Yuzheng heard her say this, knew that she was uncomfortable, and hugged her even tighter with both hands.

Based on his understanding of Shen Weiqing, no matter how much she hates the mother and daughter, the current situation is not the result she is happy to see.

What happened yesterday was too thrilling, and Shen Weiqing never thought that Zhao Yaling would be so crazy, let alone that Zhao Mengmeng would commit suicide.

"Zhao Mengmeng..."

Shen Weiqing bit her lip, pressed her face gently against Ling Yuzheng's, and asked the question she had wanted to know since she woke up, but she didn't expect that Ling Yuzheng gently stopped her as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Promise me, it's over, it's not your fault, forget about it."

Ling Yuzheng raised his head, kissed Shen Weiqing's ear, then pulled her away from his arms, held her shoulders with both hands, looked into her eyes, and said softly.

Ling Yuzheng's eyes were warm and soft, and his voice was full of magic, which made Shen Weiqing inexplicably at ease.

Shen Weiqing didn't speak, and looked back at Ling Yuzheng with her clear almond eyes, thinking in her heart that it was only a little bit, just a little bit, and she would be separated from him forever.

Seeing that Shen Weiqing was still preoccupied, Ling Yuzheng sat on the head of the bed half-reclining, allowing Shen Weiqing to find a comfortable position, nestled in his arms, and gently pressed her warm hands on her pain due to excessive blood loss. The pale little face flicked.

The two of them remained in this posture, and neither of them spoke.

In the quiet ward, Shen Weiqing thought a lot, including Zhao Yaling and Zhao Mengmeng, including Shen Nianci, including Ling Yuzheng, including all the things they would have to face in the future, thinking for a long time, but there was no clue...

Ling Yuzheng watched her frowning more and more tightly, sighed lightly, lifted her chin with his hand, and bowed his head to kiss her in distress.

Shen Weiqing just thought about Zhao Mengmeng's matter in her heart, and she unconsciously wanted to push Ling Yuzheng's chest with her hands, but was immediately restrained by his big hands, and at the same time stretched out the other hand to hold her on the back of the head to prevent her from falling. She moves again.

Ling Yuzheng's kiss was full of domineering as always, but tender and loving.

Finally, Shen Weiqing couldn't resist, she stretched out her arms to wrap around Ling Yuzheng's neck, and responded to him softly.

Sensing her jerky response, Ling Yuzheng no longer restrained himself, and slowly deepened the kiss...

This kiss was gentle and lingering, until Shen Weiqing was short of breath, Ling Yuzheng reluctantly let her go.

But the faces of the two were still very close to each other. Ling Yuzheng looked at her reddish face and gasping for breath, and retracted her arms around her slender waist, bringing her closer to him.

"You and your mother are also victims of this matter, so there is no need to feel that you owe anyone. Zhang Congshan will deal with their affairs afterward. This is the last time. Don't think about these things again in the future, huh?"

Ling Yuzheng rubbed the tip of his nose against Shen Weiqing's, whispering softly while rubbing.

Although originally he wanted not to tell her these things, so as to avoid her feeling uncomfortable after hearing it, but seeing Shen Weiqing frowning unhappy, Ling Yuzheng still said it.

After all, a person who was arguing in front of her one second, and the next...she definitely couldn't accept it for a while.

There is no way, Shen Weiqing is an exception in his life, always breaking his principles, but he just wants to pamper her.

Looking at Ling Yuzheng's serious eyes, Shen Weiqing also realized that if she continued to entangle, it seemed that she was a bit too hypocritical, so she nodded lightly and told herself not to think about it again.

But if you don't think about it, can you really forget it...

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Although they are all luxurious wards, due to the different departments, Shen Nianci's ward and Shen Weiqing's ward are on different floors.

Of course, there is also Jiang Zhao's careful thinking.

At the same time, compared to the warmth in Shen Weiqing's ward, Shen Nianci's ward is another scene.

After Feng Qingyun pushed Shen Nianci back to the ward, he hugged her back to lie on the bed. After everything was taken care of, Feng Qingyun looked at Shen Nianci who was lying on the bed expressionless, with empty eyes, and sighed softly.

Ever since she came out of Shen Weiqing's ward, she hasn't said a word.

Feng Qingyun knew that what she originally believed in was overthrown, and knowing so many truths all of a sudden, she must be very confused.

Suddenly at this moment, Feng Qingyun's cell phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was his apprentice calling.

His new book itself has just been released. It stands to reason that he should be signing speeches in various countries now. Although he is currently in City A, he cannot ignore the work there.

"I'm fine, don't delay work."

Just when Feng Qingyun was deliberating and debating whether to pick it up, Shen Nianci, who had been silent all this time, said softly. After speaking, she seemed to be afraid that he would be worried, and forced a smile towards him.

Feng Qingyun stood on the spot with his mobile phone in his hand and thought for a few seconds, until the phone stopped ringing before he came back to his senses.

Sighing lightly, he bent down and kissed Shen Nianci's forehead, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, don't think about it, you have me here now, you are not alone."

After hearing what he said, Shen Nianci was a little moved, her eyes became moist instantly, she bit her lip and nodded.

"Go, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep for a while."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head to one side, not looking at Feng Qingyun, for fear that she would see the tears welling up from the corners of her eyes.

She was adopted since she was a child, and her adoptive parents raised her, but because she was a girl, after her adoptive parents had their own son, she also suffered a lot of beatings, and then she met Zhang Congshan and gave birth to Shen Weiqing. For many years, I supported it by myself.

This is the first time someone told her that she is no longer alone and she can choose to rely on him...

Feng Qingyun stood on the spot and looked at her for a few seconds, then stepped forward and thoughtfully adjusted the quilt for her, and then went outside to talk on the phone with his mobile phone.

At the moment when the door was closed, Shen Nianci's tears finally welled up until the embankment burst...

Although she didn't show it in front of Shen Weiqing, her heart was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She didn't know how, as a mother, she would accept her daughter with peace of mind, and sell her body in order to save herself.

In the empty room, Shen Nianci's silent tears gradually turned into soft sobs, until finally he felt really uncomfortable and couldn't control it, and turned into beating his heart and crying.

My heart has never hurt so much.

Even in the face of Zhang Congshan's betrayal and deceit, even in the face of the torture of illness, even in the face of the storms and hardships of life, she has never been so desperate as she is now.

I don't know how long I cried, tired of crying, Shen Nianci fell asleep again, and when she woke up again, Feng Qingyun had already finished answering the phone and came back.

He moved a small coffee table to Shen Nianci's hospital bed, and he was using a laptop to deal with work matters.

It was already dark outside the window, and the room was very quiet, except for the sound of Feng Qingyun typing on the keyboard.

Shen Nianci looked at him, sometimes frowning and thinking, sometimes inspired and kept typing on the keyboard, unconsciously staring blankly, forgot to make a sound.

It was not until more than ten minutes later that Feng Qingyun dealt with the matter at hand and looked at Shen Nianci, only to realize that she had woken up.

"Why didn't you make a sound when you woke up?"

Feng Qingyun got up, walked to Shen Nianci's hospital bed and sat down, took her hand and held it in his palm, and said in a gentle tone.

When he came in just now, Shen Nianci had already fallen asleep. When he was making the quilt for her, he found that the pillow was full of traces of tears, which made him feel heart-wrenching pain.

He didn't want to disturb her, but wanted to be with her, so he chose to work in front of her hospital bed, so that she could see himself after waking up, so that she wouldn't be alone.

But I didn't expect that she was really considerate, or that she was used to being independent for so many years, and would always try not to trouble others, including him.

Her strength is actually even more pitiful.

Feng Qingyun also knew that she was feeling bad about Shen Weiqing.

Although he has not had a child of his own yet, since he has chosen Shen Nianci, he naturally treats Shen Weiqing as his own child.

And Shen Weiqing is well-behaved and sensible, and he also appreciates it very much.

"Are you hungry? I ordered some dinner. Get up and eat a little?"

Seeing that Shen Nianci just looked at him without speaking, Feng Qingyun continued to ask.

Ling Yuzheng and Aunt Jiang have already said hello, and the medicinal food for three meals a day will be delivered to Jiang Zhao's office on time every day, and Feng Qingyun will fetch it for Shen Nianci's mother and daughter.

Just now Shen Weiqing's dinner was delivered by Ling An, and he also called Feng Qingyun. After learning that Shen Nianci was sleeping, Ling An personally delivered their dinner to the door of the ward.

Seeing that Shen Nianci was still silent, Feng Qingyun went to the dining table and took out a pure white stew pot from the incubator, brought it to Shen Nianci's bedside, and fed her personally.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Feng Qingyun coaxed like a child, Shen Nianci was stunned for a few seconds when he saw the spoon he handed to his mouth, then opened his mouth and ate it slowly.

It was okay at first, although Shen Nianci didn't speak, but when Feng Qingyun fed her, she would open her mouth in cooperation, but after a few mouthfuls, Shen Nianci stopped opening her mouth when Feng Qingyun passed the spoon over.

Although eating less, it's better than not eating at all, Feng Qingyun thought so, so he didn't force her anymore, put the things in his hands on the small coffee table beside him, took Shen Nianci's hand, and sat by the bed to accompany her she.

She didn't speak, neither did he, and the two of them just sat quietly for an hour.

At Shen Nianci's request, the lights were not turned on in the ward, only a small wall lamp was turned on at the entrance, so Feng Qingyun couldn't see her expression clearly at this time.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Qingyun heard soft sobs coming from the hospital bed. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he still couldn't help the sobs.

So he hurriedly came back to his senses, and turned on the bedside lamp above the hospital bed, only to see that Shen Nianci's face was already covered with tears, and he presumably had been crying silently in the dark for a long time.