Chapter 130 High Fever
At this moment, this set of pictures showing her face was sent out.
Cause a small-scale discussion on the Internet.
Her Weibo name is: vivi
"Oh my God!! I have been following vivi for a while, but I never thought that vivi is Song Qianjin, the future young lady of Zhongnuo Group."
"Ah ah ah, it's Sister Vivi."
"Handsome guys and beauties match each other very well. It turns out that Song Qianjin's face is so beautiful. If I were Mr. Liang, I would be fascinated to death." The person who said this was Song Weiqiang. My own trumpet.
She was a little ashamed, but she enjoyed the fact that hundreds of people liked her after she said this.
In just one hour, her Weibo account gained 100,000 followers. Even though it was not on the trending search, netizens followed suit and captured it, which made it even more popular than the trending search. In addition, major KOLs forwarded it. , Rich people like to eat gossip everywhere, especially the legendary top wealthy families.
She immediately posted another ambiguous Weibo.
Neither admit nor deny.
“I just came to Hongjiang City. The wind is very good. I’m going out to enjoy delicious food tonight. I brought a few skirts with me. Please help me choose them. I don’t know if he will like them.”
“It turns out that Vivi is planning to dine with Mr. Liang! What a sweet love!”
“Vivi has such a good figure, Mr. Liang will like whatever clothes she wears.”
But There are many words of praise and many words of ridicule.
"Ah? This is called a figure, okay? It's so flat, I wonder if you can stop praising rich people's stinky feet."
"Swimsuits can't hold up. Men don't like this look. I don't I don’t believe Mr. Xiao Liang is so ignorant.”
“The IP above is from Hong Kong. Do you have any inside information?”
“Mr. Liang and Miss Vivi are about to get engaged. They are a perfect match. , Wu has already bought into the sweet love story of the two. "
"It's so bitter, so shallow, and only criticizes women's figures, vivi, don't be afraid, they are just jealous of you"
"A family like Mr. Liang likes someone as gentle and pretty as Vivi. Those big-breasted sluts are so vulgar. I don't believe Mr. Liang is so worthless."
"Mr. Liang doesn't have any women." I've seen it before, how could his eyesight be so bad? I told you, it's really enough for you. He has such a bad figure and average looks, but you still insist on praising his good looks. What a thick filter, I really vomited. Maybe Mr. Liang doesn’t agree with this marriage at all, so you just post it here. "An ID named 'Miss' posted comments passionately and harshly. Many netizens criticized her, and she posted one comment after another." Not only is her figure poor, she doesn’t even have a groove, her butt is also flat, her waist has been slimmed down, and the traces of retouching are all there, her legs are also elongated, and the skin on her face is so worn that her facial features can’t be seen clearly. I really don’t know that there are Why do you have the courage to post on Weibo? Isn’t it just for people to read? Aren’t you allowed to leave negative comments? Who do you think you are? The mayor’s daughter is amazing. She has the ability to sue me. Just sue me and let the judge Let’s judge!”
Meng Yuan was lying on the sofa, typing with her fingers, and she squirted one after another.
Every comment she posted touched Song Weiqiang's heart.
She directly deleted the comment and blocked it.
Totally popular.
Facing the mirror, Song Weiqiang looked at herself. Ever since she was a child, her facial features had been very ordinary. She could only be described as pretty and delicate. It was not just her appearance that struck her, but also
One netizen said that Mr. Liang would not agree to the marriage and she was the one who insisted.
Mrs. Song came over and brought a fruit plate. When she saw her daughter crying, she quickly comforted her. Song Weiqiang said, "Mom, I really want to marry Liang Jincong. No matter how I use it, please help me." "Vivi, don't cry. Isn't he sick? Go and see him. Men are most vulnerable when they are sick."
"But his assistant said that it is not convenient for him to see guests, even Mrs. Liang, he doesn't even want to see his own mother."
"You are his future wife, you have the right to visit him, Your anxiety, worry, and waiting can be turned into a ribbon that follows him and wraps around him. In front of such a cold and mature man, the more gentle you are, the more benefits you will get. " Mrs. Song took a deep look at herself. daughter.
Her marriage to Mr. Song back then was also a marriage.
And at that time, the other party was already in an important position. He was transferred and she accompanied him all the way. He was also an indifferent person, but he was also entangled in his tenderness.
Song Weiqiang changed her clothes. She wore an aqua skirt that looked dignified and elegant. She looked clear and slim, with no offensive power.
Sprayed a little more perfume.
I ordered a meal at the hotel, a light and nutritious meal specially prepared for visiting patients.
Before leaving, I passed by Ying Songqi and was stopped by her, "vivi, my son has mysophobia. He doesn't like the smell of perfume that is too strong."
Ying Songqi Qi was aware of her son's temperament. To be precise, he hated the smell of strong perfume.
Song Weiqiang's perfume is too heavy.
She was afraid of offending the little girl, but she also knew Liang Jincong's character well. She couldn't understand her son's mysophobia at first, until she went to where Liang Jincong lived. Although they were in the same villa area, it was still difficult to drive there. A certain distance is required. The place where Liang Jincong lives is on the top of Houshan Mountain. When he walks in, there is a cold and clean smell in the air.
Except for the cold cedar aromatherapy, which he likes, he doesn’t like any other scents.
Song Weiqiang immediately blushed and went back to change clothes.
Ying Songqi smiled at Mrs. Song, "After getting married, this little problem will be corrected. Who can not cherish such a good child like Vivi?" What she said made her laugh. Both parties were satisfied, and Mrs. Song also laughed, but Ying Songqi sighed in her heart.
She had just arrived when she learned that Liang Jincong was ill and had a fever.
Ying Songqi had been worried about his arm injury before, and Ying Songqi couldn't sleep well for several nights, but this time, she didn't even let him see her. Outsiders didn't know, but she knew that if Xu Hui hadn't received Liang Jincong's orders, how could he have dared to respond to her like this? .
Actually, she was a little hesitant in her heart. She was afraid that Song Weiqiang would go to the hospital to visit Liang Jincong and make him unhappy. She knew better than anyone else what kind of character her son was after raising him for nearly thirty years.
But looking at Song Weiqiang's shy face, her eyes lit up when Liang Jincong was mentioned, ordering food and changing clothes, the little daughter's thoughts were clearly revealed.
"vivi, auntie, please go with you. Just in time, I am also worried about Jin Cong." Ying Songqi went with her. If Liang Jincong was unhappy, he would not show it on the surface. For himself, Liang Jincong himself Children are respected.
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Meng Ying didn't expect that it would be night.
Liang Jincong's fever got worse, and her body temperature was measured at 39.2 degrees. She touched the man's hot cheek, feeling uneasy. She heard Liang Jincong's murmurs in his sleep several times, hoarse and indistinct, and breathing heavily, which was extremely uncomfortable. She even wiped his body with alcohol twice in the afternoon.
The doctor said that because of the poor recovery from the stab wound on Liang Jincong’s arm, he suffered burns on his chest and was infected.
So the disease is coming fiercely.
Meng Ying stayed in the ward all afternoon, looking at his burnt, white and flaky lips. She moistened a cotton swab with water and wiped it gently, imitating the way he touched her. She lowered her head and placed her cheek gently on his forehead.