Her heart collapsed.
If he was not the president of Jingrui Group, would their ending be different?
Shi Yan's nose felt sore when she suddenly received a call from Lao Zhang, "Shi Xiao, you left something behind. I'll bring it to you."
"Lao Zhang, please bring me some medicine."
Old Zhang nervously asked what happened to the cigarette, carefully asked the doctor what precautions he needed to take, and carefully bought medicine and went upstairs.
…
Song Yuchen drove back, staring at the man in front of him with his dark eyes.
Old Zhang was wearing a slightly loose, old suit, slightly long pants, and leather shoes of an unknown brand.
This was the man she wanted to marry.
Such an ordinary man, tempered by life.
Song Yuchen's car was parked downstairs all night.
Upstairs, Lao Zhang was enthusiastically making soup. "My cooking skills are fine, just watch. Xiaoshi, how does your ankle feel now?"
"It hurts a little, but it's not a big deal."
Old Zhang smiled innocently, "You still have to spray those two medicines. Spray the small bottle first, then the other one."
"Thank you."
"Why are you being so polite to me? Oh, by the way, I just saw that the water pipe in your kitchen is broken. I'll fix it for you later."
Shi Yan stood up and limped over. Lao Zhang raised his head and hurried over. "You, if you have anything to say, call me. Do you want anything? Do you want some water?"
"Lao Zhang, it's just a sprained ankle, don't be so pretentious. I'm just surprised you can fix water pipes."
"What can't a grown man do? I've experienced more life than you and have more life experience, so don't worry."
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