Song Qingmo rubbed his waist. He hadn't expected that pushing the old man's wheelchair for several hours would make him almost exhausted. Now he had to go back to the company to deal with the secretary. Life was not easy...
In a few months it will be Song Qingmo and Mu Hengshi's wedding anniversary. Mu Hengshi seems very excited. Don't ask Song Qingmo why he knows it. If you want to know, just look at Mu Hengshi smiling every day, and he won't even frown when he sees Song Qingmo.
In fact, Mu Hengshi would frown when he saw Song Qingmo. Song Qingmo knew it, but he didn't say anything. Compared with what Mu Hengshi had done before, this was child's play. So Song Qingmo thought it was harmless.
At this moment, Song Qingmo was looking at the K-line chart on the tablet in the office, frowning. He heard that the company would have a major inspection this year, and the inspection had been very strict recently. But at this juncture, Mu Hengshi's company had a big project, and then gave this project to the Song family, saying that it was a small part of the wedding anniversary gift prepared in advance. Song Qingmo didn't believe that he was so kind, but looking at the information above, the land was indeed good.
Song Qingmo didn't say anything. Although the Mu family valued this project now, it was just the tip of the iceberg. There would be no loss in giving it to Song Qingmo. On the contrary, the two families would become closer.
However, he did not have much energy to think. His body was becoming weaker and weaker. He stared at the line graph on the tablet computer, but it was glaring and blurry, with double vision. His eyelids became heavy, and he slowly closed his eyes and fell down.
Knock knock... "President, are you there? There will be a meeting later. You need to prepare now. I'll bring you the meeting content." The president's assistant gently knocked on the door of the president's office. He waited for a long time with the documents in his hands, but there was still no sound from inside. He was worried that something had happened, so he hurriedly opened the door, and sure enough, he saw Song Qingmo slumped on the office chair.
The assistant quickly rushed to Song Qingmo's side, called the chairman, and then dialed 120. He tried to wake up Song Qingmo with his voice, "President, what's wrong with you..."
The unpleasant smell of disinfectant hit Song Qingmo's brain. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the white, reflective ceiling. "Where is this?" Song Qingmo murmured as he stood up. A large hand held him down as he tried to get up.
Song Qingmo opened his eyes and saw that it was Mu Hengshi. "You are too tired from work and fainted. Don't get up now and have a good rest." Mu Hengshi pushed Song Qingmo back to the bed in an unquestionable tone and also considerately helped him tidy up his bedding.
Compared to Mu Heng's radiant energy, Song Qingmo saw his own utter embarrassment. "What? I fainted at work? What a joke! Even if all the CEOs in the world fainted from exhaustion, I wouldn't." Song Qingmo had cultivated a strong body for over 20 years, how could he faint so suddenly? He was so irritated that he struggled to get up from the bed again, proving that he was in good health.
This time Mu Hengshi didn't stop him. Song Qingmo stood up and was about to walk out. Mu Hengshi's cold voice reached Song Qingmo's ears. "The company is busy with a project recently. Why don't you just lie in bed and recuperate? This will only cause trouble for your parents."
As expected, after hearing these words, Song Qingmo immediately lost his temper. Mu Hengshi knew how to control his life force. He returned to the hospital bed, pulled open the quilt, and lay down obediently, but his eyes were fixed on Mu Hengshi.
In his peripheral vision, Song Qingmo seemed to have caught a glimpse of Song Xingwu's figure. He wanted to call out to Song Xingwu who was about to leave the ward, but he was in the hospital now and could not make loud noises. His resentful eyes immediately became flattering, and when he looked at Mu Heng, he frequently nodded to the door, the meaning was self-evident.
Mu Hengshi certainly knew who was outside the door. He sneered, "Why am I your husband? It's enough to have me by your side. Do you need another man to be with you?" After saying this, he was stunned again, and then he returned to that cold and ruthless expression. He just sat there and ignored Song Qingmo's complaints about him.
Song Qingmo listened to Mu Heng's nonsense and didn't care at all that he was crazy. It had been going on for more than a day or two anyway. It was true that it was better to rely on yourself than on others. He lifted the quilt and stood up, intending to open the door himself.
"What are you doing? Just lie down obediently. You are just opening the door for Song Xingwu. Just wait." Mu Hengshi pushed Song Qingmo back onto the bed, gave him a warning look, said this, turned around and walked towards the door.
Song Qingmo was pushed back onto the bed by Mu Hengshi again. He was very unconvinced, but his strength was much weaker than before. At this moment, he was like a sickly beauty and could only lie obediently on the bed.
Song Xingwu felt disappointed when he saw Mu Hengshi accompanying Song Qingmo by his bedside and the two of them interacting intimately. However, he still had to stay with Song Qingmo. He always felt that this was very strange.
Seeing Mu Hengshi come to open the door, he regained his former domineering aura, nodded slightly to Mu Hengshi and walked in. Mu Hengshi gave him a provocative smile. The moment he passed by, he whispered, "You can never be with him in this life, who told you to be a coward." Song Xingwu's body stiffened for a moment, and soon he started again. "It's better than you using dirty tricks."
Seeing that Song Xingwu, who had been avoiding him, was finally willing to see him, Song Qingmo immediately became restless in bed. It was really boring to be together without someone to quarrel with. "You have been avoiding me for so long, and finally you are willing to see me. Come and sit here. I saved this seat for you." Song Qingmo patted the side of his bed while speaking, smiling happily.
Song Xingwu saw that he was a heartless person. He sighed and was about to sit on the edge of the bed when Mu Hengshi's face gradually became gloomy. "You just asked me to let Song Xingwu in. Now that you have seen him, you can go to sleep, right? As for Mr. Song, I guess your company is very busy. You should go back and don't disturb Qingmo's rest."
He didn't answer Mu Hengshi's question, but instead stared at Song Qingmo without saying a word, which was considered as tacit agreement before turning around and walking away. Seeing Song Xingwu coming and going in a hurry without saying a few words, Song Qingmo was about to find Mu Hengshi to argue, but he saw Mu Hengshi turn Song Qingmo's head and cover his head with the quilt.
Song Qingmo pulled the quilt aside to let in some air. He looked around and found that Song Xingwu had disappeared. Only Mu Hengshi was still there. He turned his back to Mu Hengshi and was so angry that he wanted to bite the quilt. Why did he let this crazy person accompany him?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he actually fell asleep. Mu Hengshi listened to the gradually steady breathing sounds on the hospital bed, bent down, and inexplicably put his hand into Song Qingmo's soft hair, his eyes gloomy.
He looked at Song Qingmo who was defenseless in front of him on the bed. Mu Hengshi wanted to reach down and hold Song Qingmo's slender neck, but he didn't do it. After all, the plan had already begun.
Is that what Song Qingmo cares about? Then take them away one by one.
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