Dressed As the President’s First Love

"you're awake?"

Cheng Hao opened his eyes, the incandescent lamp above his head pierced people's eyes sorely. An enlarged face appeared in front of him with the lines of time. He opened his mouth: "Mom?"

His throat was itchy and painful when he breathed out, he coughed subconsciously.

"Don't get up soon. Yesterday you burned to forty degrees before sending your bodyguards to the hospital. Do you want to die?"

Cheng Mu's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and she sat next to her and wiped her tears.

Cheng Hao supported his forehead, only to realize that a needle was inserted in the back of his left hand, and the transparent drip tube was dangling in front of his eyes.

The back of the hand is a bit cold.

He lay his eyes open and asked:

"what time is it?"

"It's past ten o'clock."

Cheng Mu reached out and probed her forehead, still a little burnt, and muttered to pour water.

Cheng Hao turned his head and looked out the window. There was no sun, the sky was gloomy, and snow particles hit the window glass, leaving criss-cross watermarks.

It's past ten o'clock, the plane should go.

Father Cheng came in, hula la and a group of people followed in. As soon as they were busy taking blood pressure and heart rate measurements, these experts finally came to a conclusion that the fever had subsided.

"Get more rest and relax..."

Cheng Hao listened, but it seemed like he didn't listen.

Seeing his absent-minded death, Cheng's father wanted to call him.

It's a pity that the father-son relationship in their family is different from that of other families. The father next to him naturally disciplines and beats and scolds, and he has no stand on his side.

After the experts were busy, they huffed and left.

The ward was suddenly empty, and there were only two middle-aged men and women who seemed strange because of the estrangement.

"Dad, company..."

"Don't worry, I can't do it!"

Father Cheng sat down on the other side angrily, "I'll let someone see you for a few days. The doctor said you haven't had a good sleep for a few days. Why, do you still want to do that for the cold?"

"No."

Cheng Hao's voice was very dumb, "I just can't sleep."

"Thinking about her?"

Cheng Hao subconsciously wanted to deny it, but a itch in his throat made him cough.

Father Cheng has nothing to say.

He couldn't understand this kind of feeling. In his opinion, his son continued to invest in Tang Mi's stock, which made it clear that it was high-risk and low-return, and should be thrown away.

He patted him:

"Make a new girlfriend early, I think Yu Jie is a good girl."

Saying that Cao Cao would be here, a burst of laughter came from the door of the ward, and Yu Jie opened the door:

"As soon as I come in, listen to my uncle compliment me."

She held a bunch of red roses, and the whole ward was lit up: "I heard that you like roses, I'll join in the fun."

Cheng Hao sat up halfway, leaning against the head of the bed, Cheng Mu took the rose:

"I'll find a vase to put it in."

The two old men wisely looked for opportunities to exit the door, leaving space for the two young men.

Cheng Hao looked at her with a pair of dark pupils, which reminded Yu Jie of the soft rocks of the stream, cold.

"How did you come?"

She laughed: "I heard that you are sick, so I came here to take a look. Why, are you not welcome?"

Cheng Hao turned his head, the snow was still falling, and the whole world was white. Whose voice is ringing in my ears: "Azheng, hurry up, warm me, I'm freezing to death."

"Look, my pile of Xiao Ahzheng, do they look like you?"

He can still remember the temperature and shape of her fingers, and the unbridled smile on her face.

"Snowing."

For a long time, Yu Jie only got a rough and meaningless sigh.

"Well, it's big."

She sat down by the bed, picked up an apple and peeled it without seeing the place. She kept peeling and peeling the whole one. "Can you eat it?"

Yu Jie handed it over, smiling brightly.

"Thank you, don't eat."

Cheng Hao condensed his eyes on the apple. The apple was peeled beautifully. The world seemed to be upside down in his place. Someone peeled him, but he missed the person who straightforwardly instructed him to peel it even more.

Yu Jie was boring and not discouraged.

She took the initiative to approach Cheng's mother, and Tang Mi did not go to propose to her, she guessed that sooner or later there would be such a day.

Sure enough, the effort paid off, she became his first blind date, but unexpectedly, this man had come, his soul had not come, and he was wandering the whole process.

People are really cheap bones, and what you can't get is the best.

Yu Jie laughed at herself and wiped her hands:

"Don't want me to come?"

"Honestly—" Cheng Hao nodded, his throat hurt even when he said short sentences, "Yes."

"This will complicate the situation."

He made it clear to her the last time he took her back.

Yu Jie's eyes darkened, and she soon regained her energy.

He solemnly apologized to her that day, but it made her more heartbroken. Most of the men in the circle saw one love one. Like him, he only loved one woman from beginning to end, and they didn't find too few of them apart.

This kind of dedication is worth spending more patience and energy to fight for. Yu Jie has never been ashamed of the high risks and high returns.

"Friends come to visit, but it doesn't work? It's also a partner anyway."

Yu Jie took a step back wisely.

Cheng Hao glanced at her.

He saw the same desire in the eyes of too many women, but Yu Jie was even more unconcealed, she was determined to win him. Such a partner in the mall is reassuring.

But put it in personal feelings, but it disgusted him.

Cheng Hao discovered that a different person had the same perseverance, but the result was so different.

He sighed faintly:

"Miss Yu should have seen the attitude of my parents. Come, in their eyes, they can't be ordinary friends."

"Really unfeeling."

Yu Jie smiled bitterly, "This makes me even more envious of Miss Tang. I heard that Miss Tang took the initiative to pursue Mr. Cheng back then."

Know yourself and the enemy, and a hundred battles will never end.

Regarding their past, there are different opinions on the Internet, and the forums of Beicheng University are about to be ripped apart.

Yu Jie saw so many pasts that belonged to them. In the photo, the shy and affectionate man was completely different from the gloomy and pale man on the hospital bed.

The former is young and sincere, while the latter is mature and sincere. Yu Jie desires him to see herself with the same eyes as Tang Mi, which makes her excited.

Cheng Hao closed his mouth.

He has no intention of sharing the past with others, just saying:

"Miss Yu should go now."

"Then I'll wait for you and see you at the company."

Yu Jie smiled, she collapsed as soon as she got out of the ward. She was really a man who couldn't get in. But... she became happy again. The harder the mountain is to climb, the more beautiful the scenery on the top of the mountain.

Good climbers never fear dangerous peaks.

Not long after Yu Jie left, Special Assistant Sun came.

He has been very busy these past two days. Mr. Cheng was down and everything was weighing on him. For many things, he couldn’t make up his mind. He had to discuss with Dong Jiang. The two of them dealt with each other, plus the old Mr. Cheng sent. The professional managers who came here reluctantly got things right.

Cheng Hao looked at the snow on his shoulder, rarely sincerely and sincerely:

"Old Sun, thank you."

In Sun Tezhu’s sincere and sincere eyes, his boss changed the subject, “Go and help me discharge the hospital later.”

The people in the hospital are uncomfortable.

"But the doctor said--"

"It's just a small cold."

Cheng Hao's disapproval, he was retributed in the afternoon.

Holding a bunch of signed documents, Sun Tezhu went to go through the discharge procedures for the boss. After finishing the procedure, he found that the man made of steel and iron had a high fever again.

The whole person was burnt as red and hot as the cooked shrimp, but he held on to the little turtle doll that he didn't know where he was hitting.

Sun Te helped his death for a few times but didn't pull it out. The doctor could only put him on his side and give him a needle.

"What's all this."

Cheng's mother felt distressed like something, "It looks pretty good in the morning."

"High fever will recur. Don't count it too high. It's better to stay in the hospital for a few days and observe."

The doctor confessed a few words and saw the nurse behind him staring at the doll without moving his legs, "What's the matter?"

"That, that is a gift from a fan to Tangtang."

The nurse said, realizing that there was something wrong with the negotiation here, and blushed and went out with the doctor, leaving Sun Tezhu and Cheng Mu with big eyes and small eyes.

After a long while, Cheng Mu sighed quietly:

"Blam me."

It's so good to inherit his dad's heartlessness, she has to inherit her heartlessness.

Sun Tezhu wanted to cover his ears and didn't listen to anything.

"Xiao Sun, you said, if you call Miss Tang now, will she come to see Ah Zheng?"

When asked about the facade, Special Help Sun couldn't help but answer: "Miss Tang should have gone to Wen City to film now."

"Fine."

Mother Cheng tucked the quilt for her son. She didn't force him. If he really wanted to be with Miss Tang, he would stay together. She has no objection.

Sun Tezhu went back on the road, and finally couldn't help but get through Tang Mi's call.

Tang Mi didn't answer, but the agent answered, Li Rong's carefree voice came:

"Brother Sun, what's the matter? The kitten is filming."

"Zong Cheng is sick."

Sun Tezhu wanted to describe it more seriously, but Li Rong was taken aback as expected: "What disease?"

"Fever, high fever of forty degrees."

"Oh, fever... It's okay. The Cheng family is rich. Ask twenty-four experts to take turns for consultation. It will soon be better. There is something about the kitten, I won't talk to you anymore."

The phone hung up with a click.

Sun Tezhu looked at the white snow on the side of the road and sighed: Mr. Cheng, I can only help you get here.

Finally, Li Rong talked to Tang Mi during the filming.

"Fever and cold..."

Tang Mi had a good understanding. Maybe it was a poor boy who resisted creation. In the four years of university, Cheng Hao never had an illness. Even after more than a year of reunion, he rarely felt uncomfortable.

"Go back to the bridge and return to the road. If you break it, just break it completely."

Tang Mi shook her head and rejected Li Rong's offer to call.

She was nestled in a military coat, in a difficult snow scene. Long made a whim to add a "childlike innocence" snowball fight. The filming was good. She was cold all over her body now, and the **** soup was useless.

Li Rong took the iPad and followed the data. The recent news that Tang Mi broke up and won the newcomer award, in the rumors of Donghuang Entertainment's soaring rumors, just smashed a **** road and won a wave of traffic.

"Hold the grass! Qin Sisi... she is enough."

Yu Yao sat next to Tang Mi and glanced at the ipad in Li Rong's hand:

"Oh, she rotted early."

Tang Mi didn't know why the topic turned to Qin Sisi again, took the ipad, and realized that today's headline was occupied by Qin Sisi.

#拔开某纯纯女女名人不知道的面#

After the link, I followed a complete video of the celestial body. Although the key parts are mosaics, the face cannot be faked.

Blowed by fans into a clear stream in the entertainment industry, Qin Sisi, who has been quiet and well-designed for years, entangled with a man on all fours on the deck, taking the sky and the ground to do big things.

And that man, who was recently revealed to be married, had a long-distance run in love with his wife for twelve years, which moved countless people to eat melons.

"..."

What's wrong with this world?

Tang Mi was thinking, she didn't do anything yet, why did Qin Sisi suddenly kill herself.