After a lingering night, Jin Hengchuan hugged Song Wei tightly and fell asleep.
A dreamless night.
The next day when Song Wei was washing up, she found a few traces on her body, including ambiguous red marks on her neck. She gave the sleeping man a hard look in embarrassment.
Seeing that Jin Hengchuan was still sleeping, Song Wei hurriedly went over to wake him up, "Hey, wake up quickly, I'm going to open a shop."
Jin Hengchuan didn't respond. Song Wei touched his forehead and found that it was frighteningly hot.
It seems that the cold caused the fever.
"Hengchuan, wake up quickly, I'll take you to the health center."
Jin Hengchuan said drowsily: "I don't want to go, Weiwei, I want to lie down and sleep." His words were as thin as mosquitoes and flies, but Song Wei still heard them.
There was no way she could take Jin Hengchuan to the hospital alone.
Song Wei put a towel on Jin Hengchuan and hurried to the electrical appliance store.
Qin Xianxian was holding a stylish little parasol and yawning. Song Wei walked up to her and said, "Miss Qin, you don't have to come to work today. I will settle the wages as usual."
Qin Xianxian did not answer her immediately, and kept staring at Song Wei's neck.
Song Wei tilted her head uncomfortably, Qin Xianxian clenched her palms tightly, and her nails dug deeply into her palms. After a while, she finally said: "Brother Hengchuan, why are you here alone, sister-in-law?"
Song Wei said: "He has a fever. I have to go back to take care of him later."
As he was about to leave, Qin Xianxian quickly stopped him, "Sister-in-law, let me go with you. How can you come here alone? Besides, I always carry medicine with me when I go out, so you don't have to buy it."
Song Wei did not refuse, "Okay, come with me."
Arriving at No. 221, the bungalow area of Ziweihua Street, Qin Xianxian was immediately envious when he saw the three-story bungalow.
"Sister-in-law, is this your home?"
Song Wei nodded.
"Wow, brother Hengchuan is so rich. I really envy my sister-in-law to marry him. She lives in a better place than mine." Speaking of envy, the jealousy in Qin Xianxian's eyes was so strong that she couldn't get rid of it.
Song Wei frowned and said, "Go in."
Qin Xianxian followed Song Wei in. Looking at the exquisitely decorated living room, her heart ached again. If she married Jin Hengchuan, wouldn't she have everything.
She knew that the Jin family was extremely rich, much richer than her father.
But why, why would a young master from such a wealthy family like a country bumpkin from the countryside?
Qin Xianxian looked at the back of Song Wei who was making soup, jealousy flashed in her heart.
Doesn't it just look better? She is not uglier than Song Wei.
Just as he was thinking this, while Song Wei was making soup in the kitchen, Qin Xianxian swallowed a mouthful of water and pushed open the bedroom door.
Jin Hengchuan's eyes were closed tightly, his long eyelashes like crow feathers drooped, and his handsome and cold lines added a softness. Qin Xianxian seemed to have returned to his childhood, that handsome boy in his early ten years.
Qin Xianxian's eyes were fascinated and she couldn't help but reach out to touch his face. Later, she was attracted by the notebook on the shelf and couldn't help but take it out and take a quick look.
Although Qin Xianxian knew nothing about these, he could still tell that these were design drawings, and they seemed to be well designed.
But what does this have to do with her? Thinking of the purpose of her coming, Qin Xianxian tore off her clothes, messed up her hair, and prepared to lie down next to Jin Hengchuan and pretend to do what she was going to do.
Jin Hengchuan suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Get out."
The voice was hoarse, but very sharp, which made Qin Xianxian jump.
Qin Xianxian explained subconsciously, "No, I just went to the wrong room."
Jin Hengchuan didn't give her a chance to explain, he pointed at the door and told her to get out.
How could Qin Xianxian accept that she was treated like this again and again, her brain immediately shut down and she kissed Jin Hengchuan regardless of her gestures.
"I want to be yours. After this time, you have to be responsible for me." After saying that, he held Jin Hengchuan's face and started to mouth.
Jin Hengchuan quickly turned his head and said, "You...get out of here!"
Qin Xianxian smiled and said: "I don't want to pretend to be a little white rabbit anymore. I found that you won't pity me at all. It's faster to just take advantage of me."
Qin Xianxian wanted to bully him again. Jin Hengchuan wanted to struggle, but how could he be Qin Xianxian's opponent while he was ill? Qin Xianxian smiled proudly, her eyes obsessed and crazy, suppressing his moving body.
"Stop struggling. Song Wei will take a long time to cook the soup. I will already be yours when she brings it over."
"Brother Hengchuan, can't you be more honest? I'm much better than Song Wei."
Jin Hengchuan's eyes were filled with blood, and his murderous intent overflowed, "You will never be worthy of comparing with Weiwei."
Qin Xian, the proud daughter of Immortal Heaven, was even more furious when she heard this. She was about to force herself regardless, but was interrupted by a voice.
"What are you doing?!" The soup in Song Wei's hand rolled down. It fell to the ground with a "pop" and broke into pieces. The hot soup splashed onto Song Wei's hand. She didn't care about her hand. He shouted in disbelief at the pain he felt.
Qin Xianxian clicked her tongue and immediately looked like she was about to cry, "Sister-in-law, brother Hengchuan thought I was you and wanted to take me by force. If you hadn't arrived, sister-in-law, I would...I would have ..."
"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, it's all the fault of the immortals." After saying this, tears streaked down his face.
"She farted!" Jin Hengchuan's face turned red and he shouted loudly while suppressing the effects of the medicine.
How could Song Wei not see that Xing Fangfang had done such a thing once before, how could she believe Qin Xianxian's words.
Song Wei's heart was filled with anger. If she hadn't heated the soup in advance, Jin Hengchuan might have been succeeded by Qin Xianxian by now.
Qin Xianxian's crying appearance did not arouse any pity from Song Wei, and she quickly stepped forward and gave Qin Xianxian a slap in the face.
"Pa—" Qin Xianxian's face was slapped to the side. It took him a while to react, covering his face and looking at Song Wei in disbelief.
"You hit me? He wanted to be strong, why did you hit me?" Qin Xianxian reacted and said sharply.
Song Wei sneered, "Do you treat me like a fool? It's you I beat. How did Hengchuan rape you when he had a fever in bed?"
Qin Xianxian argued hard, "He helped me think of you!"
Song Wei slapped her again, "Get out of here!"
Qin Xianxian covered her face, and the burning pain made her shed tears.
"You bitch, I'll fight you!" He immediately rushed over and prepared to fight back.
But how could she, a pampered young lady, be the opponent of Song Wei who often did farm work and was submissive to her?
"Just wait, Song Wei, I won't let you go, you will definitely divorce Jin Hengchuan!" After saying that, he broke free from Song Wei's arm and ran out immediately.
After Qin Xianxian left, Song Wei's anger calmed down a little.
In fact, she knew that Qin Xianxian was not a good child. Song Wei felt that she was Qin Wanmin's daughter after all. As long as Qin Xianxian didn't go too far, openly said that she liked Jin Hengchuan, or really did bad things, she could just turn a blind eye. Close one eye.
But she actually dared to put her thoughts on Jin Hengchuan!
