Chapter 115 Serving You
I have to say that these annoying paparazzi really do ask questions, and each one of them can hit the most intrusive spot.
Song Qingxing's eyebrows twitched slightly, but she still maintained basic politeness. One bad thing about being a public figure is that you can't answer questions casually.
Because someone will dissect the meaning of your words from all angles to see if there is a deeper meaning.
"I'm not disfigured, please don't speculate too much."
Song Qingxing only said this and prepared to get in the car, but how could these paparazzi and reporters let it go?
I have to follow immediately.
Xie Jingcheng rarely loses his temper in front of the media, but it does happen. There were several times when he was pressed on the issue and just put on a sour face.
However, public opinion always stands on her side. Of course, if it does not stand on her side, she can directly control public opinion and stand on her side.
“Stop filming.”
Xie Jingcheng raised his hand to block it, moved the camera lens further away, and his tone was already tinged with impatience.
"Did you hear me? Stop filming. This is private time!"
The bodyguards started to drive them away, and their methods were not gentle, but brutal enough. Many reporters were pushed and almost stumbled to the ground.
Song Qingxing glanced at him worriedly, fearing that Xie Jingcheng would be posted online and scolded for being a big shot. But then she thought, Xie Jingcheng's identity was indeed extraordinary.
Even if there are any public relations issues, the Xie family should be able to handle it, so you don't have to worry too much.
Things turned out just as Song Qingxing had expected. The incident did not escalate at all, but her response to the topic of disfigurement did appear on the Internet.
Many of Song Qingxing's fans who were worried were relieved. As long as she was not disfigured, it would be fine. After all, the idols they follow are either based on their figure or their face and personality.
None of these are indispensable.
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Xie Jingcheng brought his men back to their previous house. It was quiet here with few people passing by, making it the best place to recuperate.
I don't know when a few green plants were planted outside the house. The leaves of the plants were stretched out. They were evergreen and never withered even in autumn.
"Seeing these will make you feel better, right? I asked the doctor, and he said that a good environment can indeed help patients recover faster."
Seeing the little rabbit staring blankly, Xie Jingcheng couldn't help feeling proud. It seemed that his preparation was fine and the money he spent was worth it.
But as long as I can make a beautiful woman smile, it is worth it for me.
Song Qingxing had an injury on her calf, but it wasn't serious enough for her to have to walk with a cane. She just needed someone to support her occasionally when she got tired.
Xie Jingcheng held her waist and led them into the house. Of course, the first thing they did when they got home was to take a shower. The smell of disinfectant in the hospital was about to make them sick.
Faced with Song Qingxing's request, Xie Jingcheng certainly could not refuse and nodded in agreement.
She filled the bathtub with hot water, helped people choose pajamas, and did everything that needed to be done, just like a caring home nanny.
It makes people feel quite embarrassed.
"Okay, you can go wash now."
Xie Jingcheng came to the sofa and looked down at Song Qingxing, but there was no contempt in his eyes.
"Um."
"Thanks!"
Song Qingxing stood up obediently, but before she could take a step, her waist was hugged and then she was picked up.
This feeling was like being suddenly carried like a princess, but Song Qingxing did not struggle. Her cheeks flushed, and she hugged Xie Jingcheng's arm with a little fear.
"What are you doing? I can walk there myself."
Although her arms and calves were injured, she had been taken care of by Xie Jingcheng for several days. Song Qingxing felt that if she continued like this, she would become a giant baby.
So I want to be a little more independent.
As a result, he had just taken one step when he was carried by someone.
"It's quite a distance from the living room to the bathroom. Do you want to tear the stitches off the wound?"
Although Xie Jingcheng spoke righteously on the surface, he was secretly delighted in his heart. The feeling of holding the person he loved in his arms was indescribable.
It's like holding soft, fragrant and warm jade in your arms.
"I don't want to, but it's not that serious. I just walked all the way from the car to the doorstep."
Song Qingxing was still resisting.
"That's because I'm here to support you, little fool."
Xie Jingcheng felt helpless and took the person directly into the bathroom. The bathroom was spacious, but because there was a bathtub full of hot water, the whole bathroom was a little foggy.
Everyone looks as if covered with a layer of soft light.
It was not convenient for Song Qingxing to undress by herself, but she was still very strong-willed and kept unbuttoning her clothes with one hand.
Xie Jingcheng just watched and thought for a long time before he realized that he was a little too nervous when treating Song Qingxing, just like treating a child.
This will make people lose the self-respect that adults should have.
"Can you do it alone?"
"If that's okay, I'm out."
Song Qingxing originally just wanted to try whether she could unbutton her clothes, but as soon as she raised her left hand, the place where the stitches were was slightly painful.
Sure enough, the wound did not heal quickly after being cut by the knife.
But he didn't expect that his action would make Xie Jingcheng misunderstand him.
Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Song Qingxing still reached out and grabbed Xie Jingcheng's clothes, and the words she spoke were a bit shy and timid.
"I can't."
"You stay here. I just wanted to see if I could unbutton my clothes. Now it seems that my injury is not healed enough. I can't do it without you."
Those who heard these words felt happy. It turned out that Song Qingxing didn't dislike that she was too meticulous and left no room to breathe.
It's because I wanted to try to see to what extent the wound has recovered.
"Just because you can be discharged from the hospital doesn't mean your injuries are healed."
Xie Jingcheng sighed helplessly, half squatted down, and patiently unbuttoned the man's shirt, one by one, and soon the buttons were unbuttoned.
The shirt slid down her snow-white arms, making people's blood boil. As expected... Song Qingxing's whole body, whether it was her face or her figure, was the most seductive.
But if the shirt is taken off, the bandage will be exposed.
Xie Jingcheng's charming thoughts were extinguished in an instant, just like a match being lit in the cold wind and then burning out at a rapid speed.
Next comes the pants.
The bandage on the calf is wrapped more tightly, after all, the legs are used more than the arms.
"Put your legs and arms outside the bathtub later, and I'll wipe them for you."
Xie Jingcheng explained seriously.
"Um."
Song Qingxing nodded obediently and slid into the water neatly, with her legs placed aside, although it was a strange posture for taking a bath.
But during those days in the hospital, she had only simply wiped her body. Now that she was completely comfortable, Song Qingxing closed her eyes in comfort.
Although I feel embarrassed to be served by others.
but…
If Xie Jingcheng gets sick someday, I'll have to take care of him myself.
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