Xiaoxia came in with a rose in her arms, and Butler Chen and Mrs. Zhou fell on her doubts, "What's wrong with Madam? Xiaoxia!"
"When I went down the steps, I stepped on a small stone and accidentally sprained my ankle." Xiaoxia told them, "I just came back from Dr. Chen and got the medicine."
“Is it serious?”
"It should not be serious. Dr. Chen said it would be cured in two or three days. Just apply medicine on time, but it will definitely hurt now and you can't walk on the ground."
Mrs. Zhou and Butler Shen were worried and worried.
Upstairs bedroom.
Jingting carried her to the bed, took off her shoes and covered her with a quilt, "Get a good rest." Then a light kiss fell on her forehead.
"I can't sleep." She frowned.
Jingting hugged her so much that she leaned against the head of the bed, took a book and handed it to her, "Then read the book."
He turned on the Bluetooth speaker and played some light music.
After putting her in place, Jingting returned to the study.
When he walked out of the master bedroom, he put away the softness on his face, his eyes became sank, and his aura was a little cold.
Sitting down at the desk, he took out his cell phone and dialed Zhang Linmo's phone number.
Shooting on set.
Zhang Linmo was resting in the waiting room. When he heard the ringtone ringing, he glanced at it and slid over the answer button and put his phone in his ear. "Hey?" he said with a little impatientness.
"Why did you go to the recording studio?" Jingting's cold voice came over with a hint of warning, "Are you too idle? Want to run to?"
Zhang Linmo was unhappy, "Is that your territory?"
"You answer me."
He smiled, "Is Mr. Jing not confident?"
Jingting's eyes were slightly darker, "It's not that he was not confident, it's a reminder."
"The president of the Tangtang Jingshi Group will feel so insecure?" Zhang Linmo laughed at him.
"Listen to me." Jingting whispered, "It's better to stay away from her and don't let the media slander her. This is the best protection, if you love her."
After saying that, Jingting hung up the phone directly.
But Zhang Linmo's heart seemed to be stabbed hard, reminding him that he actually had nothing... what's the use of loving her?
Didn’t you marry someone else?
Jingting really didn't go to the company these two days. He stayed at home to accompany Xiaomi, patiently applied medicine and massaged her, and did not let her get out of bed, and he did not leave and stayed with her.
Mo Fan's phone calls came one after another, and he answered and hung up sometimes.
Li Mi looked at him who was considerate and moved, but she was anxious for him, "The company must have a lot of things. Or you go, Mrs. Zhou and Xiaoxia are here, so they can take care of me."
"What should you do when you go to the bathroom?" he stressed, "Your feet cannot fall to the ground, otherwise they will be swollen."
"Then I won't land. I'm not a three-year-old child, let them help me." Li Mi emphasized, "It's impossible for me to hug you when I go to the bathroom, right?"
"Why is it impossible? I'm still waiting to hug me!"
I saw him pick up a book and sit in the chair in front of the bed, "I'm waiting for you to call you here and be ready to serve you at any time."
"..." Li Mi was speechless, "Then whatever you want."
Not long after the words were finished, her cell phone on the bedside table rang.
"Take it for me."
Jingting stretched out his long arm and took the phone into his hand. He accidentally saw the one above, and his hand that handed it out retracted.
"Who?"
The ringtone continued, and Li Mi asked in confusion, "Why don't you give it to me?"
I saw his long fingers slide over the answer button and stick his phone in his ear.
"Are your feet better?" Zhang Linmo's concerning voice came over.