"Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao...get up and have something to eat!"
Ling Wenxiao half-opened his eyes and vaguely saw a woman squatting in front of him holding a bowl and calling to him softly.
Ling Wenxiao hadn't woken up yet. He closed his eyes and stretched lazily. As soon as he exerted force, he couldn't help but cry out in pain that pierced his heart.
"Slow down, slow down, stop moving, Mom will feed you!"
When Ling Wenxiao heard the word "Mom", he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. The happy moment between the original owner and his mother appeared in his mind.
Ling Wenxiao couldn't help but want to cry. She had never experienced what a mother's love felt like. She had been envious of this kind of life with a mother since she was a child. She always fantasized about when someone would come to the orphanage to take her back.
Home, let her experience the warmth of home.
"Come on, open your mouth! You need something in your stomach at night, otherwise you won't be able to sleep well and you'll be hungry."
Mother Xiao, with a doting look on her face, slowly fed Ling Wenxiao into Ling Wenxiao's mouth bit by bit with a spoon, just like feeding a child.
"So good!" Mother Xiao gently touched Ling Wenxiao's face and smoothed the broken hair on her face.
Ling Wenxiao couldn't tell what the food in the bowl tasted like. These two words "mother" were enough to make her obsessed, and she fought back the tears.
After finishing the meal, Ling Wenxiao carefully asked Xiao's mother: "Mom, can you...can you lie down...and hug me for a while?"
Xiao's mother danced excitedly after hearing this: "You are so good today, don't you usually not let me hug you? Okay, mom, go wash your hands first."
Ling Wenxiao watched Xiao's mother walking happily to the bathroom, and quickly wiped her eyes, with big tears flowing uncontrollably.
After Xiao's mother came back, she lay on her side and put Ling Wenxiao's head in her arms. She hugged her with one hand and gently stroked her shoulder. The other hand covered Ling Wenxiao's hand and placed it on her chest.
On one's own chest.
Ling Wenxiao rubbed her head against Xiao's mother, inhaling deeply through her nose. She wanted to remember her mother's smell and the warmth of this moment.
There seemed to be a kind of magic power in her mother's arms, even though her whole body was still hurting just now! Now it felt much better, and she fell asleep without realizing it. This night, Ling Wenxiao slept extremely soundly.
The early morning sunlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering Ling Wenxiao's body like silk. Various headlines popped up on the screen saver of his mobile phone, and the ding sound kept ringing. Ling Wenxiao rubbed his eyes sleepily and picked up the
Cell phone, clicked in with one eye half closed.
"Just now, Qingmuhan Studio has announced that it will hold a press conference at nine o'clock today and broadcast it live online."
Ling Wenxiao looked at the time. It was already half past eight. Ling Wenxiao planned to see what other scheming things Qingmu Han would do.
Xiao's mother came to Ling Wenxiao's room and saw that she was awake. She went to the bathroom and took out a towel that had just been soaked in warm water. With a little excitement on her face, she came over and wiped Ling Wenxiao's face.
"Hmm~ Mom~ I can do this by myself, I can still move my hands."
Ling Wenxiao was like a kitten, struggling with his hands in the air.
"It's okay. Mom will wash your face. Since you went to college, you seem to have grown up all of a sudden. You no longer need your mother to take care of you. You are even more busy after work and don't even have time to go home."
Ling Wenxiao choked up when he heard Xiao Ma's voice, and looked up to see Xiao Ma's tears streaming down the corners of her eyes.
"Well~Mom, why are you still crying~"
Ling Wenxiao raised his hand to wipe away Ma Xiao's tears, feeling really envious of the original owner.
"Mom, I've been doing well. I can take care of myself. This injury was really an accident. The fence on the stairs was in disrepair and was loose, so I fell down."
Ling Wenxiao made up a white lie. She didn't want Xiao's mother to know these dirty things.
"Mom just sees you suffering and feels sorry for you. She wishes I could suffer this for you."
Xiao Ma's eyes were filled with distress, and the white hair on her head seemed to have increased a lot compared to yesterday.
"Oh, it's okay, Mom. I really survived a catastrophe. I will be blessed later. Look, I don't have to work now and can rest. When the injury is healed, Mr. He will send me to study abroad!"
Ling Wenxiao pretended to be relaxed, held Xiao's mother's hand, and said coquettishly:
"Mom, I'm hungry. What delicious food can you make for me in the morning?"
When Xiao's mother heard that Ling Wenxiao wanted to eat, she immediately smiled and pinched Ling Wenxiao's cheek with her hand.
"Mom made some steamed dumplings for you, so I'll bring them to you."
At this time the doorbell rang, Xiao Ma quickly went to open the door:
"Oh, Mr. He came here so early and brought so many things, it was a waste of money~"
"You're welcome, auntie, Ling Wenxiao is an employee of my company. I came to see her when she was injured. This is also the company's obligation."
Mother Xiao looked at the tall and strong young man in front of her. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became. With a motherly smile on her face, she took the things from Mr. He's hand and led him to Ling Wenxiao's room:
"Xiao Xiao, look who's here. You guys can chat for a while. Mom will heat up the steamed dumplings for you."
After saying that, he closed the door. Ling Wenxiao raised his hand in embarrassment to stop Xiao Ma, but Xiao Ma's quick eyes and quick movements were beyond doubt and she had already closed the door and slipped away.
"Ahem...Mr. He, please sit down quickly and try my mother's cooking soon."
He Qiyan saw that she was a little embarrassed, so he wanted to tease her, and then sat next to her bed:
"I see you cared about me before, didn't you? Why are you not excited at all when I come?"
"Hey! Mr. He, of course I'm excited, but aren't I injured now? I can't laugh, otherwise my ribs will really hurt."
He put on a painful look and said, "Oh, no, it hurts even if I speak loudly. I didn't entertain Mr. He well enough."
He Qiyan couldn't tell whether she was really in pain or just pretending. He couldn't help but feel nervous. He picked up Ling Wenxiao's hand, pressed the acupuncture point in Hukou, and started rubbing it vigorously.
"They say that pressing here can relieve physical pain. I will try it for you today."
Ling Wenxiao joked: "I didn't expect Mr. He to be quite good at taking care of people."
He Qiyan curled his lips, ignored Ling Wenxiao's teasing, lowered his head slightly and carefully massaged the acupuncture points.
Ling Wenxiao looked at the man in front of him, observing him. His deep eyes seemed to have a pool of spring water in his eyes, clean and peaceful. He was very similar to A Qi who grew up with him in the orphanage when he was a child.
It's just that there is a bit more sharpness in his eyes now, but since I have confirmed with him before and don't know He Yan, why should I think He Qiyan is him.
Ling Wenxiao comforted himself in his heart and was in a trance.
He Qiyan happened to want to raise his head at this moment to see if Ling Wenxiao had alleviated the pain. The two looked at each other, and the air in the room had a sultry smell. Ling Wenxiao felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward and quickly averted his eyes.
, just then the message pushed by the mobile phone dinged.
Ling Wenxiao immediately picked up the phone and clicked in as if he had found a savior.
"Mr. He, have you seen it? Qing Muhan is holding a press conference today, and it will be broadcast live on the entire network."
"I saw it. I was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable after seeing it. I wanted to come to you early to avoid letting you see it!"
Ling Wenxiao smiled slightly: "Mr. He, you underestimate me too much. When I see him now, I just want to skin him. There are no other uncomfortable symptoms. I want to take a good look at what will happen to this kind of person.
."
He Qiyan was amused by her appearance, and his hands never stopped pressing the tiger's mouth for her.
"Well, you performed well. It's true that I underestimated you."
Xiao's mother opened the door and came in. She happened to see He Qiyan holding Ling Wenxiao's hand with both hands, and the two were talking and laughing. She immediately showed a look that I understand, came in, put the steamed buns on the bedside, and patted them.
He patted He Qiyan on the shoulder and said, "Our family Xiao Xiao will be taken care of by you, I'm relieved!"
After saying that, he looked at Ling Wenxiao with a proud look as if he was taking credit. Ling Wenxiao frowned and quickly pulled his hand back with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Mom~, what are you talking about? He always presses the acupuncture points on his hands for me!"
Xiao's mother thought that Ling Wenxiao was shy, so she immediately catered to him: "Okay, okay, Mom knows. Mom has gone back to the room to rest. You guys can have a good chat. Call me if you need anything."
"Auntie, don't worry, I will take good care of Xiao Xiao. Go and have a rest!"
Xiao Ma nodded with satisfaction, exited the door and closed it again.
Ling Wenxiao now had a dark look on his face and felt extremely embarrassed.
Fortunately, the live broadcast started, Ling Wenxiao clicked in, and the screen was projected to the ceiling.
"Mr. He, why don't you just lie down next to me? It's such a big place. It's too tiring to look up at it!"
He Qiyan looked at her bed and found that there was indeed a lot of empty space.
"Okay, it just so happens that I can feed you something."
Ling Wenxiao waved his hand: "No need, Mr. He, I can do it myself, I can move my hands."
"Don't be polite to me. Although we are superiors and subordinates at work, privately I also hope to get along like friends."
"Okay, Mr. He, thank you! If anything happens to you in the future, I will definitely treat you with the utmost sincerity."
Mr. He nodded: "But I still hope nothing will happen to me, hahaha..."
"That's that, that's a metaphor!"
The live broadcast has begun. There are at least fifty reporters from media and TV stations sitting under the stage. There are also many people who have no space to gather around. Hundreds of machines are set up in a row and aimed at the center of the stage.
Qing Muhan walked onto the stage wearing sunglasses and sat in the middle. Wearing a black sportswear, his whole aura showed a hint of dignity.
Qing Muhan picked up the microphone in his hand, spoke in a low voice, pretending to be thinking, slowly raised his head and looked at the camera in front of him and said:
"Hello everyone, my name is Qing Muhan. I am very sorry that I have only come out to meet you now. I know you have been waiting for a response from me, so I chose to give you an explanation in this way.
First of all, what I want to say is that I am indeed in a relationship with Ling Wenxiao. She is a very good girl who has sacrificed a lot for me. It was me who failed to withstand the temptation and did something sorry for her. Now I find out
I still love her very much, and whether she forgives me or not, I will respect her choice.
Secondly, I want to say sorry to my fans for everything you have done for me. As an idol, I shouldn’t fall in love, but I hope you won’t disturb Ling Wenxiao’s life. Thank you all.
Finally, I want to say that I am sorry for the company that has cultivated me and the work team that has worked so hard for me, and that I have made you suffer.
I declare that from today on, I will withdraw from the entertainment industry and never come back."
After that, he stood up and bowed to everyone, maintaining a ninety-degree posture. After holding this position for thirty seconds, he walked backstage and left without looking back.
Qing Muhan was escorted out of the door by the staff. Outside the door was surrounded by a large number of fans who had spent money on him, sent him gifts, and supported him in losing fans. When he came out, they threw whatever he had in their hands at him.
Fans shouted in unison: "Qingmuhan, pay back the money! Qingmuhan, pay back the money!..."
Qing Mu Han was hit and ran away with his head covered. The media rushed to find the best angle to broadcast live with their cameras. The scene was very lively.
The siren of the police car came from a distance. Qing Muhan was thankful that he was saved. He squeezed in the direction of the police car with all his strength and waved at the police car:
"Comrade police, I'm here!"
The police stopped the car on the side of the road, and two uniformed policemen got out of the car and handcuffed Qing Muhan's hands: "You are suspected of a kidnapping case, and you are now arrested in accordance with the law."
There was warm applause at the scene, and the media's camera rolls were changed one after another. The media friends were very happy. Today's news was a big profit. This chapter has been completed!