Just when Zhang Qiaoqiao was hesitating whether to rush in and save the young mistress from her young master.
Shen Chiyan suddenly put the medicine into his mouth, lowered his head and kissed the young lady.
Zhang Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the scene.
Shen Chiyan put the medicine into Song Qinian's mouth with the tip of his tongue. After Song Qinian tasted the pain, he wanted to spit it out, but he pinched his chin and pushed the medicine to his throat.
Then he quickly pushed it open, took a sip of water and put it in again.
He didn't push it away in a hurry. After Song Qinian swallowed the medicine, he let go of him with a cold face and gave him another medicine in the same way.
Song Qinian was mute and couldn't cry out when she felt uncomfortable, she could only frown.
Chen Chi Yan has wiped off the water on Song Qinian's chin, and covered Song Qinian tightly with a quilt.
Song Qinian felt uncomfortable with the heat and wanted to kick off the quilt, but he scolded her harshly, "If you move again, I will chop off your legs!"
Having said that, he did not forget to wipe away the sweat from Song Qinian's forehead and the tip of her nose.
Zhang Qiaoqiao, who was peeking outside, covered her mouth and snickered. The young master always said he was mean to the young mistress, but in fact he still cared about the young mistress very much.
Although the marriage between the young master and the young mistress is not based on love, but according to this trend, sooner or later the young master will see how good the young mistress is and gradually fall in love with her.
When Song Qinian woke up again, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. As soon as she opened her eyes, she felt that her whole body was limp and she had no strength at all.
She was very thirsty. There was a glass of water by the bedside. She picked it up and drank it without thinking. It turned out to be warm.
The door was suddenly opened, and Zhang Qiaoqiao walked in.
"Young lady, you finally woke up!"
She ran over and touched Song Qinian's forehead, "It's okay, it's okay, the fever hasn't returned again."
Fever? Does she have a fever?
Seemingly sensing Song Qinian's doubts, Zhang Qiaoqiao said: "You had a fever around four o'clock in the morning. The young master gave you medicine and stayed with you to wipe your sweat. After your fever subsided, the young master Just went to the company."
Did Shen Chiyan feed her medicine?
How can it be?
He was so angry last night and almost killed her for a long time, how could he be so kind?
"Oh, I know you don't believe it, so I have evidence here."
Zhang Qiaoqiao took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album and handed it to Song Qinian, "Hey, you can see for yourself, there are photos and videos. Not only did the young master give you medicine, he also gave it mouth to mouth. Oh, it's so embarrassing. Got it!"
Zhang Qiaoqiao covered her face, her heart was surging, and she was twisting and turning. This time she finally got it for real.
Song Qinian: "..."
Song Qinian picked up her phone and saw that she was lying unconscious on the bed. Shen Chiyan put the medicine into his mouth, then opened her mouth and lowered his head to kiss her.
If it weren't for the evidence before her eyes, Song Qinian would really not be able to believe that all of this was true.
"Young mistress, the young master is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. Although he often scolds you, he is quite anxious when you are sick. Also... the young master has mysophobia. He never sleeps in other people's rooms, but he often sleeps in your room. Think about this. Why?"
If Song Qinian knew why, things would be much easier to solve.
Furthermore, during the three years of their marriage, Shen Chiyan only came to this villa occasionally. Song Qinian had no idea where he slept at other times.
But no matter what, Shen Chiyan left without leaving her with a fever, which gave her some hope.
In the evening, Chen Chi Yan did not come back. Early the next morning, Song Qinian made a sandwich with her own hands and took it to the company, intending to repay Chen Chi Yan for taking care of her.
After hearing from Li Nanxun that Shen Chiyan was in the office, Song Qinian knocked on his door.
"Come in!"
Hearing Shen Chiyan's voice, Song Qinian tightened her hand holding the packing box, then opened the door and walked in.
After taking a look at Shen Chiyan's white tie, Song Qinian walked directly towards him and placed breakfast on his desk.
Shen Chiyan raised his eyes and looked at her coolly, "What is it?"
Song Qinian nervously gestured, "Breakfast."
Chen Chiyan snorted, "When Shen Yushu was here, you brought him the breakfast at home, but now that he's gone, the target has been changed to me? Isn't your method of winning over people too outdated?"
Seeing the misunderstanding at Shen Chi Yan, Song Qinian immediately explained with gestures, "This is the breakfast I made myself. Thank you for taking care of me yesterday."
"You misunderstood. I don't want to take care of you. I'm just afraid that if you die, I won't be able to explain to grandma. Besides, I don't want to get a bad reputation for killing people."
Song Qinian really didn't expect that Shen Chiyan would say that word loudly. Her cheeks turned red and she ran out of the office.
Chen Chi Yan looked at Song Qinian's fleeing figure, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of mockery.
But when his eyes fell on the packing box, he squinted slightly and opened the box.
There is a heart-shaped sandwich inside the box, and even the eggs and ham inside are heart-shaped.
"Hmph...a mute is quite straightforward!"
I never hide my love for him!
In the afternoon, in the hospital.
Seeing that Shen Chiyan was in a good mood, Lin Qiutong couldn't help but curiously asked: "Ayan, are you so happy, has something good happened to you?"
Chen Chiyan looked at Lin Qiutong calmly, was he happy?
Yes, we concluded a big business deal last week, so we should be happy.
"It's just that the work went smoothly."
Lin Qiutong: "..."
As the president of Dingsheng Group, Chen Chiyan is worth over 100 billion. He has always been indifferent to joy and anger. How could he be so happy just because his work went well?
"Really? That's good. By the way... your grandma didn't give you any trouble about what happened in Yanshan last time, right?"
"No."
"Qinqin..."
"I gave her a sports car."
A slap was exchanged for a sports car. Although Shen Keqin made a note of Shen Chi Yan, he decided to let him go first and did not tell his grandma about Yanshan.
"Oh, then Song Qinian... did you two quarrel after you went home?"
Chen Chiyan didn't want to mention Song Qinian in front of Lin Qiutong. He didn't want to make Lin Qiutong unhappy.
But Lin Qiutong didn't intend to let him go just like that, "Ayan, I heard Lan Xing tell you the reason why you married Song Qinian. His father hurt me first, and their family also used such despicable means to get you to marry Song Qinian." Nian, and grandma, doesn’t she love you the most? Why do I have to force you!"
Speaking of sadness, Lin Qiutong's tears fell again.
Chen Chiyan's face looked a little ugly, and Lin Qiutong's words brought him back to the unbearable three years ago.
The ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang. After Shen Chiyan glanced at the phone, he stood up and said lightly to Lin Qiutong, "I have something else to do and I have to leave first. You can recover well and I will come see you next time."
Shen Chiyan left like that, and Lin Qiutong felt quite uneasy as she looked at his leaving figure.
When Lin Lanxing arrived, Lin Qiutong asked Lin Lanxing in despair: "Xingxing, didn't you say that the person Ayan likes now is not me? Why hasn't he divorced Song Qinian after I've been awake for so long? "