Luxury family's favor: BOSS's forbidden heart

After speaking, Ziqi turned and entered the ward, leaving two women with pale faces.

She knows that she is relying on her own money, but she is rich. What does she have? Although it was Huangpu's money, she paid the price for spending Huangpu's money.

The two women outside the door were very upset.

Xiaomei asked Xiaoli, "this woman is too narrow. Her face would have left scars. Why, don't anyone say it?"

Xiaoli said in a low voice, "Xiaomei, Xiaomei, don't say any more. It's good not to tell the dean. Going out from this hospital will be very smooth in the future. If you tell the Dean, we will be blocked."

Xiaomei looked puzzled: "so, I have to thank this woman?"

Xiao Li sighed and said helplessly, "forget it. Who told us to do something wrong? If we do something wrong, we should be responsible for our behavior. We'd better resign."

After Ziqi entered the ward, she fell and sat on the sofa, and her sleep mood was gone. She leaned back on the sofa and stared at the luxurious ceiling, feeling that her eyes were really painful.

She was just an ordinary person. She just wanted to be a simple and happy ordinary person, but she didn't expect that her life was going to make her feel unreal.

In this state, she doesn't know if she will collapse at any time.

I don't know how long Huang puchong's feelings for her can last.

Even if she scratched her face, she couldn't get a reassuring yes answer. All this is still unknown.

In such an unknown state, the only thing she can do is stick to it.

Ziqi was in a good mood. After such a toss, she had no mood at all. The whole person seemed to lose her fighting spirit at once. The only thing she wanted was to hope that Huang puyong could come back earlier.

But the more he looked forward to it, the man seemed to disappear, and there was no news at all.

She had been holding her mobile phone for a while and wanted to call Huang puchong, but she thought it was too hypocritical for her to stick to him, so that he couldn't do anything. It was really too much.

Therefore, in this tangled mood, Ziqi looks forward to Huang puchong, his phone, his text message and his return.

But she found that the more she looked forward to him, the more he wanted to disappoint her. There was no news at all. She was really worried.

Time flowed and disappeared minute by minute. When Ziqi was sweet, it was already dark, and the whole hospital was shrouded in bright lights, which would not make people feel dark.

But even so, what can be done?

Ziqi felt frightened. Even if the hospital was like a resort hotel, she still felt that the person who could reassure her was not around. She didn't have any meaning at all.

She told herself that it was already dark. Even if the Huangpu meeting was not finished, it would have a half-time break. Therefore, she should call him, even if she just asked him if he had dinner.

This reason is very sufficient, so that she can't find a reason not to make this call. After thinking of this, she immediately dialed Huang puchong's phone.

But there was a beep sound in her ear. She didn't answer it for a long time. In that long beep sound, she had to let herself fall into a state of wishful thinking.

Clenched her cell phone, she was thinking, when will Huangpu answer her phone? Isn't he finished yet? Or did you forget to eat out?

She really needs his news. If he doesn't give her any more news, she will go crazy.

In this state, Ziqi kept calling him. There were dozens of calls.

If he refused to answer again, Ziqi was thinking that she might run to him and question him.

Just when her idea became more and more intense and surging, Huang puchong finally stopped the phone.

He was full of apologies at the other end of the phone: "Ziqi, I'm sorry, I just went to the bathroom and didn't bring my cell phone. I'm really sorry..."

Listening to his persistent voice of apology, Ziqi knew that her own worry was superfluous, and her hanging heart settled down and didn't let herself think nonsense again.

She clenched her cell phone and said softly, "Huang puchong, I miss you. When will you come back?"

A woman's coquetry seems to be very effective. Originally, Huang Puyu's tone of voice towards her is very gentle. As soon as she is so coquettish, his tone becomes softer.

"Right away, Ziqi, I'll go back right away. Do you want anything? I'll bring it for you."

"No." she said definitely, "as long as you show up in front of me, as long as you show up in front of me, it will be more useful and effective than anything."

Only when he is around will she feel safe.

This feeling, since her face was injured, made her more and more sure that she was more and more inseparable from Huangpu.

Maybe, she might go crazy if she left him.

So what she needs is that he can appear in front of her immediately.

He said, "OK, I'll go back right away. In half an hour, I promise I'll appear in front of you in half an hour."

Listening to his voice, Ziqi's heart was finally spacious. She clenched her mobile phone and said to Huang Pu, "well, I'll wait for you."

When she hung up the phone, she felt very happy. The haze that had shrouded the whole afternoon was finally calmed. She leaned heavily on the sofa and her nervous tension was relieved at once. Then the whole person was very tired and wanted to have a good sleep.

In this state, Ziqi unconsciously fell asleep.

Huangpuchong drove back to the hospital. Everything was fine, but when his car passed the red light intersection in front, he received a phone call.

It was su ziyao's hospital. At the other end of the phone, the nurse asked anxiously, "is this Mr. Huang Pucheng?"

"It's me." Huang puchong was so anxious to hear the nurse's voice. He was worried whether something had happened.

As soon as he thought about it, a nurse's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "yes, Mr. Huang Pu, your wife is making a fuss to jump from the top floor of our hospital. Please come quickly, okay?"

When Huang Pu hung up the phone, he couldn't help but frown and jump off a building. How dare he do such a thing, thanks to Su ziyao's imagination?