After the crush boss was discovered

Jian Zong turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, there was a crashing sound from the door, like the sound of a cup falling on the floor. He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly moved over, putting his ear against the door.

Through the wooden door, he faintly heard low gasps coming from inside, as if he was suppressing something, Jian Zong felt a palpitation, and immediately went to knock on the door.

"Second Young Master! What's wrong with you? Open the door, are you okay?"

In the dark room, Chang Lingqing was sitting on the cold floor, feeling dizzy for a while, just now he was about to drink a glass of water, but unexpectedly the effect of the medicine wore off suddenly, and the pain seemed to come out of the bone marrow.

Because of the pain, the clothes on his body were all soaked in cold sweat, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up. Chang Lingqing heard the sound of Jane from outside, and tried to sit up with his hands on the ground, pressing the broken glass shards with his palms On the bed, warm blood flowed out immediately, but he didn't feel it at all, the pain in his body made him unable to feel this small pain.

"Second Young Master? Did you hear that?" Jian Xun's worried voice sounded, and the doorknob turned, but it couldn't be opened because it was locked.

Chang Lingqing's chest heaved up and down, he slowly closed his eyes, opened them again, looked towards the door, endured the pain, and forced himself to calmly say: "I'm fine."

"What was that sound just now?" Jian Xun still felt something was wrong.

"I'm going to sleep." Chang Lingqing's low voice sounded from the room, with a hint of impatience, "Go back."

Hearing Chang Negqing's cold voice, Jian Xun felt as if someone had slapped him in the face, and in an instant, the surging worry in his heart suddenly cooled down.

what is he doingUnexpectedly, just because of a few words from others, he started to catch up again, putting his hot face on his cold ass.

Thinking of this, Jian Zun felt his eyes warm, he let go of his hand, turned around and left, and left here quickly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away from the door, Chang Lingqing relaxed, his eyes darkened for a while, and his body fell limply.

He just lay there on the cold floor all night, and he didn't wake up from the coma until the next morning. There were knocks on the door, and the housekeeper called for someone to bring the key.

Jian Zong didn't sleep all night, and didn't fall asleep until dawn. He slept until noon. He stretched himself, lifted the quilt, got up, took his mobile phone, and called Nan first.

Nan seemed to be fine, but he missed Jian Xun very much, and kept asking him when he would come back. Jian Xun thought of Chang Lingqing's indifferent attitude last night, and said, "Just for a few days, I don't need me here."

After getting an affirmative answer, Nan happily hung up the phone. Jian Xun sat alone on the bed for a while before he came over. Chang Lingqing would definitely not let him go. He can only stay for a few days at present, and then... annoy Chang Negative Qing, let him drive me away.

Thinking about it this way, Jian Zong pulled himself together, went out of the room after washing up, and just reached the stairs when he heard a low coughing sound from below.

He stopped and looked down through the railing. Chang Lingqing was sitting at the dining table with a pale face and coughing suppressedly.

Jian Xun remembered that Chang Lingqing didn't cough last night, why did she suddenly start coughing?His complexion looks ugly too, maybe he's sick...

stop!Why did he start worrying about men again?Chang Lingqing was the second youngest of the Chang family, so many people surrounded him, if he really got sick, he didn't need to worry about it.

Besides, he didn't want to have a hot face and a cold butt.

After making up his mind, Jian Zong straightened his back and walked down. Chang Lingqing saw Jian Zong coming downstairs, and immediately held back his cough. Because he had been unconscious on the floor all night, he had a high fever now. Antipyretics, the fever went down a bit, but the body still couldn't bear some reactions.

"Four sons, come over for dinner." Chang Lingqing raised the corners of his lips, trying to put on his best state to face Jian Xun. When he said this, he thought of something, and added, "These meals are cooked by the chef." of."

"Oh." Jian Xun replied indifferently, pretending not to see the chair Chang Lingqing pulled out, and purposely sat down at the place farthest from Chang Lingqing.

Chang Lingqing was stunned for a moment, a trace of injury flashed in his eyes, he lowered his eyes, and a puff of breath began to surge in his chest again, uncontrollably, he let out a low cough again.

Finally suppressing the remaining cough, Chang Lingqing raised his head, and met Jian Xun's eyes. The man's eyes were cold and clear, without a trace of emotion. Such eyes were like a sharp blade, stabbing Chang Lingqing. Blue chest.

"Have you caught a cold?" Jian Zong asked, and he purposely said irritating words, "Then you haven't eaten these dishes, have you? I don't want to be infected."

Chang Lingqing's eyes froze, and the blush that had just floated on his face disappeared completely. Looking at Jian Xi with an indifferent expression, his eyes suddenly turned black.

The slender palms clenched the armrest tightly, and the joints were raised high. Chang Lingqing relied on her strong willpower to survive this period of pain.

Jian Zong, who was sitting opposite, was still talking, and those words reached his ears intermittently.

"Do you still want me to stay here for a few days? There must be a deadline, right? Nan is still waiting for me to go back. He is very timid and needs me. Besides," Jian Xi tightened his lips, looking unhappy Chang Lingqing said word by word, "If it wasn't for you, he would be living a better life now."

Chang Lingqing slapped the palm of the table suddenly, Jian Xun was so frightened that his body trembled, his whole body froze, and he finally pissed off the man, and his goal was achieved.

Chang Lingqing supported the edge of the table and stood up, his chest was heaving, his eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. Just when Jian Zong thought that Chang Lingqing would get angry, the man pushed away the chair and staggered away from the dining table.