The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!When Xiang Henglai opened the door, the state of the whole person was very bad.

His face was pale, his feet were vacant, and he could hardly stand still.

Ling Qianmo changed his shoes and went in. Seeing that he could stand firmly on the wall, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to help him, "Why don't you go to the hospital if you are so sick."

"It's okay, it's just a little dizzy." The man looked at her with a pale and weak smile. "Say it, what can I do?"

Ling Qianmo didn't say, turned around and poured water for him.

Then I found out the cold medicine I bought at the pharmacy just now from my bag and handed it to him, "You take the medicine first."

"I take medicine. Tell me what you are looking for with me." Xiang Heng bargained.

"Ok."

Seeing her nodding, the man stretched out his hand to take the water glass, raised his head and swallowed the medicine.

After drinking the whole glass of water, he looked at Ling Qianmo and said, "Go ahead."

She couldn't say anything and didn't believe it, so she told about the invitation letter, "Your company has more contact with printing production companies. Do you know which one has the same printing technology and quality as Xinyuan?"

"Yes, wait, I'll contact you." As he said, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call.

"No, you give me the phone and I will contact myself."

However, Xiang Heng seemed not to hear him, and went straight to the balcony to make a call.

The man's figure has been thinner from the back, and it seems that he is not doing well during this period.

When Xiang Heng returned from the call, he saw Ling Qianmo looking at him in a trance.

The clean eyes, with a touch of concern, are no longer as shiny as before.

He still remembered that when she looked at him before, her eyes were always bright.

"I've already contacted you. When you turn back, you send the file to the other party's mailbox, and he rushes to do it for you." Xiang Heng walked over and put his phone on the coffee table, "Why not find Ye Zi'an?"

Their relationship is so close, she should have thought of him first when this happened.

Moreover, using Ye Zi'an's contacts to solve this small problem is nothing at all.

"He's busy." Ling Qianmo froze for a while and blew his head. There was an unspeakable loss in his heart, and finally said, "Thank you, you have a cold. I won't bother you. Rest. This medicine, remember Must eat."

After speaking, stand up, ready to go.

Just after two steps, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist.

The pale handsome face, the original cold expression suddenly became a little excited, "He is not treating you badly, isn't he?"

"No." Ling Qianmo replied quickly, "He treats me very well, really."

If you only look at a man's attitude towards women, he is indeed very good to her.Just if you want more, not so.

Sometimes it is difficult for her to understand Ye Zi'an's mentality, but she doesn't want to let herself think too much.

It seems that this is the only way to maintain a posture of staying out of the matter, and to prepare yourself to withdraw at any time.

She was silent for a while, just about to speak, when she saw the man's body sway, "Xiang Heng, why are you..."

Before he finished speaking, the man who was still standing suddenly closed his eyes tightly and pressed straight towards her.

She was caught off guard and was crushed.

How can a woman's body bear the weight of a man.Ling Qianmo was overwhelmed on the ground, and the back of her head was heavily on the tiles on the ground, and circles of gold stars appeared in front of her in pain.

"Xiang Heng, Xiang Heng..." She pushed the person on her body, motionless, and she realized that he had lost consciousness.

Raising his hand to reach his forehead, the temperature was shocking.

Ling Qianmo quickly dialed 120, and then moved out from under him with difficulty.

The ambulance came quickly and dragged Xiang Heng to the hospital.

Acute pneumonia caused by high fever, if later, may be life-threatening.

***

Ye Hang International, in the president's office.

Assistant Lin stood aside, holding his breath, not daring to breathe.

Opposite him, the handsome and extraordinary man had a gloomy face, and seemed to burst into ruining anger at any time.

"Say it again, where is she?" The words came out between the teeth, already dull and frightening.

Assistant Lin didn't want to say, but he didn't dare not say, "Ling... Madam Ling went to Xiang Heng's house after leaving, and now... in the hospital."

Early in the morning, Ye Shao ran to the company, his face was ugly, so he asked him to investigate Ling Qianmo's trace.

He didn't dare to delay, and quickly found out the whereabouts of the person, but the answer made him want to turn the clock back, pretending that none of this happened.

Mrs. Shao actually ran to the ex-boyfriend's house early in the morning, and followed to the hospital with concern.

No wonder the young master is going to get angry!

Ye Zi'an kicked the chair next to him. Okay, he really went to private meeting with the old lover.

***

Xiang Heng woke up with a dazzling white in his eyes.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air, and the woman sitting in the chair next to her seemed very sleepy, leaning on the back of the chair, her head little by little, but she slept very restlessly, frowning tightly.

He lay on the hospital bed and thought about it carefully, only to remember that he was sick, and she happened to ask him for help, so she went to his house.

Then he fainted suddenly, he should have been sent to the hospital by her.

Xiang Heng sat up, slid out of the bed, bent over and prepared to carry Ling Qianmo onto the bed and let her rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, when his hand touched Ling Qianmo's shoulder, the latter woke up.

I looked up a little dazed, seeing that it was him, and it took a long time to react, "Are you awake, are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's better." Xiang Heng's hand hesitated, and he withdrew from her shoulder, and curled his fingers slightly, "Why didn't you go back?"

Ling Qianmo stretched out and said naturally, "How can I go back like you."

After speaking, I found that Xiang Heng was stunned for a while, and then his eyes looked a little hotter.

"Um... we are friends anyhow, you are so sick, how could I just leave you behind." Aware that the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous, Ling Qianmo quickly explained, as if he was afraid that Xiang Heng would think more.

However, Xiang Heng has already thought about it a lot.

He grabbed her hand quickly and said urgently, "Qian Mo, you worry about me so much, it means you still care about me, don't you?"

Without waiting for her answer, he said, "I know, I was not good before. But, would you give me another chance?"

"Xiang Heng..." Ling Qianmo wanted to pull her hand back, but the other party was holding it too tightly. She failed after two attempts, so she could only sigh, "You misunderstood, I..."

"Oh, it seems that I came at an untimely time."

A sarcastic and cold voice came from the door. When Ling Qianmo turned his head, he saw the elegant and expensive man leaning against the door frame. Seeing her turning back, he pulled out a mocking sneer.

"Mrs. Ye, I didn't expect that you were actually meeting an old lover in private."