Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

"I'm sorry, I seem to be in the wrong ward..." Cheng Qingcong returned an apologetic smile and closed his door, deliberately confessing to a slightly higher decibel voice: "Strange, clearly telling me that Song Qingqing lived This is the ward, why is it wrong?"

When Qin Yinnan was closing the door, he lowered his head to continue reading, but he heard the words "Song Qingchun". He raised his head subconsciously and shouted that Cheng Qingcong was closing the door: "Wait... "

Cheng Qingcong dives his head into the ward and yells at Qin Yinan.

"You just said who are you looking for?" Qin Yinan asked.

"Song Qingchun..." Cheng Qingcong's slightly distressed face suddenly showed a look of expectation: "Sir, do you know Song Qingchun? Can you please tell me, where is Song Qingchun's ward?"

Qin Yinan closed the book and returned: "She had already been discharged from the hospital two days ago."

"Ah?" Cheng Qingcong pretended to be surprised. On the bottom of her heart, she secretly praised her acting skills. It was a pity that she didn't go to Beiying at first. Something fell on me, I made a special trip to her..."

Cheng Qingcong said, raised his head and looked to the south of Qin.

She only came to know today that the elder brother of Miss Song who was sent by the General Manager Su to find her was the man who was crying and laughing when she saw the door of the "gold and magnificent" bathroom.

To be precise, this was the third time she saw him. The first time was at Dior’s new product launch. At that time, he was in a suit, clothes and leather, and he was handsome, but this time it was a body bandage and a swollen nose and blue face...

This world is really small enough... Cheng Qingcong thought about it, but he had a look on his face that he knew nothing about, and asked: "Are you and Song Qingchun a friend?"

"Song Song and I grew up together."

"That means, are you familiar?"

Qin Nan nodded.

Cheng Qingcong asked in a negotiated tone: "Can I put this box with you first, and then I'll trouble you to hand it over to Song Qingchun. I'll catch the plane later, I'm afraid I can't contact her, and go find her again."

"Yes." Qin Yinan nodded meaninglessly, and then he subconsciously wanted to get out of bed to pick up the box, but just sitting up, he saw that he was hit with a plastered leg, and he passed it with some regret. Cheng Qingcong smiled and pointed at his leg, saying, "I'm a little handicapped, can you send it over?"

"Okay." Cheng Qingcan smiled and hugged the box and walked in. He also asked: "Well, can I ask, what is your name? Wait a minute, I will call Song Qingchun Sometimes, you can tell her.

"South of Qin."

Cheng Qingcong had heard his name at Dior's new product launch, but later forgot it, and now listening to it, she found out that his name was very satisfying.

"Mr. Qin, it is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Cheng Qingcong."

Cheng Qingcong also made a brief introduction to Qin Yinan, and then when she was about to walk to the bed, her high heels suddenly slammed, the body flicked, and the box in her hand flew out. , Hit the back of the hospital bed south of Qin impartially.