contract marriage, marry one get one free

Chapter 51
The big boss was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, and the smoke curled up.

His eyes fell on the floor-to-ceiling glass, and he remembered that in the early morning, he hugged her, writing and drawing in the mist, with his neck twisted, so comfortable.

But now, he was the only one in the villa, and he was extremely upset.

She was simply a goblin, stealing his heart silently.When she's in a good mood, she rewards him with a candy to make him happy; when she's in a bad mood, she tramples on his feelings recklessly, getting involved with other men, and he's so stupid, maybe he's not even a backup .
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Song Qingge stood in the wind, the cold wind was blowing on her face, she was only wearing stockings, her legs were shivering from the cold, her lower abdomen was aching, she wanted Lao Zhong to pick her up, but her phone was out of battery.

The pain became more and more clear, and she clutched her lower abdomen, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The villa behind her was brightly lit, but she didn't dare to knock on the door anymore, she was afraid that she would see his indifferent and refusing expression, and his extremely rude and hurtful words.

Suddenly, she felt a surge of warmth rushing out of her body. It was miserable, as if her aunt had reported for duty suddenly.Her menstruation has always been irregular, and this month, it has been delayed for more than ten days, no wonder it hurts so much.

God, she is still wearing a white dress...

In the distance, the headlights were getting closer and closer, and she turned her head to cover her eyes.

"Miss Song?" Xu Qian looked at her in surprise, and then looked at the villa of the big boss behind her, but for a moment he didn't connect the two.

Her lower abdomen was sore and cold, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. Song Qingge covered her lower abdomen with her bag, "Assistant Xu, can I borrow your mobile phone to make a call." The weather was too cold, and she shivered slightly, "My mobile phone is out of battery."

She dialed the number at home, "Sister-in-law Qin, is Lao Zhong at home?...Let him come pick me up," and then she gave an address.

"Thank you." She handed the phone back to Xu Qian.

The street lights were dim, but even under such light, Xu Qian could still notice her sickness, "Miss Song, are you sick?"

The pain in her lower abdomen was unbearable, she squatted down awkwardly, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Xu Qian found that she was in a very bad condition and wanted to help her.

"No need," she said weakly, "my family will come to pick me up soon." She is not a person who is willing to trouble others, what's more, she is not actually sick, it's just that her menstrual period is delayed and her abdominal pain is caused by the cold of.How embarrassing to be sent to the hospital by a man you don't know very well because of dysmenorrhea.

Xu Qian found her trembling and said, "Miss Song, go sit in my car and wait."

Song Qingge shook her head, the aunt came too suddenly, she had already soiled her clothes, and she didn't want to dirty his car again.

Xu Qian looked at the lights in the big boss villa, "Miss Song, my boss lives here, I'll get you a cup of hot water."

"No need." Song Qingge stopped him in time, "Assistant Xu, I really don't need it." He had already disliked her, and she didn't want him to think that she was a manipulative woman who pretended to be ill to win his sympathy. "I'm not thirsty."

"It's okay, my boss is very nice." Xu Qian said, "Miss Song, please wait for a while, I'll be right out." After finishing speaking, he strode towards the villa.

Doorbell rang.

The big boss was still sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, motionless, until he received a call from Xu Qian and knew it was him, so he came to open the door: "What's the matter?"

"Big Boss, I want to borrow a cup of hot water." Xu Qian has been with him for five years. Although he is not as close as Gao Zirui, he knows his temper well.

Seeing Xu Qian walking out with a water glass in hand, the big boss didn't say anything and continued to smoke.After a few minutes, Xu Qian came back again, the water in the glass seemed undrinked, "That Miss Song is too strange."

The big boss turned around, "Who are you talking about?"

Xu Qian said, "It's that Miss Song who rear-ended last time. I just met her outside your house. It seems that she is very ill. I told her to take her to the hospital but she won't go. I want to help her get a glass of water." , and she left again."

The big boss looked unnatural, "Is she sick?" Half an hour ago, she was fine at the door of his house.

"Yeah," Xu Qian said, "shaking all the time, I can't even stand upright, I can only squat down, and I feel weak when I speak." After all, he is single, has no girlfriend, and has no understanding of women's physiological conditions at all.

"Where is she?" The big boss stood up in a huff.

"I was picked up by her driver." Xu Qian said.

The big boss sat down awkwardly, took a few more puffs of cigarettes, and said in a bad tone, "You knew she was sick, why didn't you help her in and sit down?"

Xu Qian didn't understand why the big boss was suddenly angry, so he could only answer, "I asked her to sit in my car, but she didn't want to. Let alone come to your place." In fact, he was afraid that bringing a woman in would make the big boss unhappy. .

snort!The big boss is depressed, this woman is so strong and stubborn, she would rather ask others for help than look back to him when she is sick. [Voice: Boss, you are too forgetful, how did you ruthlessly reject the heroine from the door?It's a shame to say such a thing now!snort!Lazy fish despise you! 】

Big Boss: "Give me your phone."

Xu Qian was puzzled, but still handed over the phone.The big boss turned to the call log and wrote down a landline number of the most recent call.

As soon as Xu Qian left, the big boss dialed the number, and a strange woman answered, "Is Miss Song there?"

Mrs. Qin said, "Who are you?"

The big boss frowned, "My surname is Xu, Xu Qian, I met her just now, and I borrowed my mobile phone to call her."

After hearing this, Mrs. Qin said, "Oh, Missy hasn't come back yet. Mr. Xu, what can I do for you?"

The big boss hung up the phone.

He started smoking again, and kept staring at the wall clock on the wall. The minutes and seconds seemed to pass slowly. Finally, half an hour later, he called Song's landline again.

"Missy has come back," Mrs. Qin said.

"How is she...?" The big boss said with a pretentious look, "I look at her, she seems to be sick."

After all, it's a girl's privacy, so it's inconvenient for Mrs. Qin to say, "It's an old problem, just rest for a few days and it will be fine."

"Oh." His heart was still hanging.But suddenly I heard Mrs. Qin say something, "Miss, Mr. Xu is calling again, would you like to answer?"

Song Qingge just changed her clothes, her face was pale, she answered the phone, a little weak: "Assistant Xu, hello--" Before she finished speaking, the other party hung up.
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The menstrual period, coupled with the cold and fever, tortured Song Qingge terribly. She lay on the bed for two full days before she got better. However, she was not very energetic, and she still had a little buzz when she spoke. gas.

On the third day, as soon as she entered the office, she saw a bouquet of red roses on the desk, which was so bright and beautiful.

"Who sent it?"

Annie smiled and said mysteriously, "There is a name on the card."

Song Qingge took out the delicate little card, er, it was Sun Chen, she was slightly surprised.

"It's delivered every day." Annie said, "Today is the third day." The office is filled with the fragrance of flowers every day, and I feel very comfortable.

Qingge stuffed the card into a flower, "There is no need to sign for it tomorrow."

Annie was a little surprised, "Why?" These are not ordinary roses, but airlifted from Bulgaria, but the intention of sending such flowers is too obvious.

"Just do it," Song Qingge took a sip.

Seeing that she was not very happy, Annie put away her giggles and started to work. "Mr. Song," she flipped through the notepad, and said, "For the past two days, a gentleman named Xu Qian has called every day to ask about your situation. .”

Huh? "I see," she was very grateful to Xu Qian, "I will call him back later."

"The orphanage said they wanted to invite you to the annual meeting next week," Annie said.

Song Qingge didn't wear makeup, her face was a little pale, she thought for a while, "Remember this for me, if you have time, remind me to go."

At the end, Annie asked, "President Song, haven't you found those business cards yet?"

Song Qingge stroked her forehead, and said helplessly, "I probably won't be able to get it back." In the past two days, in addition to physical discomfort, it was more of a pain in her heart. She felt extremely uncomfortable and didn't know what to do up.

When Annie was about to go out, Song Qingge stopped her, "I want to ask a personal question." She coughed lightly, and a question that troubled her for two whole days: "A man has a cloudy temper. It's fine, but you turned your back on the next moment, what should you do?"

Annie was so confused that she didn't understand at all, "Is it Young Master Chen?"

Song Qingge shook her head in embarrassment, "I'm just asking casually," forget it, "Go out and do something."

After Annie left, Song Qingge leaned on the leather chair and closed her eyes to rest. To be honest, she really didn't know what to do with the big boss.

Lying in bed for the past two days, she also thought a lot. She had something wrong, such as He Shichen, but she also had difficulties, but so did he. She had already taken the initiative to find him, but he ignored her at all. ...And, for two days, he has no news at all, no phone calls or text messages. It is completely different from the affectionate affection he had when he was tired of her. It seems that he has forgotten her. Song Qingge's heart tightened slightly, and he What a cruel and indifferent man.

She pursed her lips, put aside all the random thoughts in her heart, and then called Xu Qian to thank him. At that time, Xu Qian was sitting in the car of the big boss to check the unit of the group.

"Miss Song?" Xu Qian was a little surprised, looked at the big boss beside him, and lowered his voice a little for fear of disturbing him.

"Assistant Xu," Song Qingge still hadn't fully recovered from her cold, and she was breathing heavily when she spoke, "Thank you for what happened that day."

"It's just a matter of little effort," Xu Qian heard her buzzing, and said, "Miss Song is still ill?"

The big boss at the side had an expression on his face, but when he heard that it was Song Qingge who called, he was very disturbed, so he quietly listened to Xu Qian answering the phone.

Song Qingge took out a piece of paper and pressed her nose. She felt that it was necessary to thank her, "Assistant Xu, thank you for calling and caring these days. I'm almost better."

"Huh? I didn't call." Xu Qian was a little confused. He borrowed his mobile phone to call her that day. If she hadn't called now, he would have been too busy to forget about it.

The big boss gave Xu Qian a blank look and frowned.
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Xu Qian didn't call?Song Qingge frowned, who could it be?

She took a sip of water, pursed her lips, thoughtful, could it be... that night, Xu Qian entered his villa, then maybe he would know that she was not feeling well.

Thinking of Mrs. Qin asking her to answer the phone at home, but she hung up as soon as she answered the call.

If her guess is correct, the person who pretends to be Xu Qian should be the big boss who treats her cold and hot.

"Annie," she pressed the pager, "help me find out what the number was when Mr. Xu called?"

As a result, naturally, as she had guessed, the phone number of the incoming call belonged to the big boss.She looked at the number written by Annie, and the smile in the corner of her eyes revealed her mood.

This man is too profound... What the hell is he thinking?
It is undeniable that when they are in bed, the fit between them is like a couple who have been together for many years. He knows every sensitive point on her body and can make her happy like flying. Even, at that time, Song Qingge I could feel his strong liking for her.

But he never said anything about liking these two.

What did he mean to her?Since I can call her home and work to care about her, why don't I call her directly, or just send a text message.

While she was thinking about him, she received another call from Sun Chen.

In the afternoon, she took Annie and two assistants to Dongzhou Group. In the meeting room, she met the person in charge of the pharmaceutical company, and they began to formally discuss the sales details of Song's baby food in pharmacies.

Song Qingge was very surprised. Although she was communicating with the person in charge of the pharmaceutical company on the details, Sun Chen was listening the whole time and would occasionally give a reasonable suggestion.It can be seen that his importance to this matter,
It was already late after the meeting that day, and Sun Chen proposed to have dinner with her, and she readily agreed.

He is still gentle and courteous, and the restaurant he chose is also elegant and unique. At the entrance of the restaurant, Song Qingge looked at his professional attire, which seemed to be inconsistent with the style of the restaurant.

During the meal, he ordered red wine as usual, but he didn't seem to like drinking too much, but he sipped lightly as usual.In the way Sun Chen looked at her, it seemed that he no longer concealed his liking for her.

"Miss Song," he raised his glass with warm eyes and a gentle tone, "it seems that every time we meet, you can bring me a different feeling. Is this a surprise?"

Song Qingge was slightly startled.

Sun Chen took a sip of wine, "The first time I saw you, you were sexy and beautiful but elegant; the second time you were young and beautiful, with a charming look; today," he smiled slightly, "Professional and capable, you are simply a beauty in the workplace." With a smile, "It's hard for me to imagine that you only have a few months of business management experience."

"Mr. Sun," she was a little embarrassed, "it's too much."

Sun Chen raised his eyebrows, "Actually, we can call each other by their names directly," he suggested, "Mr. doesn't need to come, Miss. It feels very...very strange."

Song Qingge smiled awkwardly, bowed her head to eat.

Seeing that she was a little restrained, Sun Chen folded his hands, and said very seriously, frankly and directly, "Qingge, I... I feel very relaxed with you, and I want to date you on the premise of marriage."

(End of this chapter)