Accidentally Entangled with the Rich: 112|107.106.8.20|

Meng Yungui was lying on the hospital bed, watching Zhou Shiguang leave in the morning, and waiting for her to come back in the evening, these days... What a **** fuck!

When Xu Zihan came to find him, Meng Yungui was reading the materials without raising his head.

"Pour me a glass of water."

"Meng Yungui."

Meng Yungui raised his head to look at the soft female voice, his face suddenly changed, it took a long time.

Xu Zihan was a little embarrassed, rubbing his fingers and pursing his lips: "Your elder brother did something wrong——"

"Go away."

Meng Yungui lowered his head and continued to read the documents, but frowned.

"Anyway, you are brothers. If you kill each other like this, can the old man rest in peace in the ground? Don't you say anything about your affection?" Xu Zihan was about to cry when he said that: "Meng Yungui, you can't be so cruel , even if it's because of Ziqi—"

"He has the ability to cheat the corpse."

Meng Yungui snorted and raised his eyes with a sarcastic expression: "You are still free if you leave now. If you leave later, you will be dragged out."

"You—"

Xu Zihan had never looked at Meng Yungui directly, but now he begged in a low voice, and he had such an attitude. His eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth for a while: "Why are you talking like that? You're so immature!"

Just as the nurse came in, Meng Yungui said, "Who let her in? Where is the person at the door?"

The nurse also looked confused, and immediately reacted: "Miss, don't rush into other people's wards, you should get out quickly."

"Don't touch me!"

Xu Zihan married the boss of the Meng family, and gave birth to three daughters in succession before he had a son, thinking that he could reach the sky in one step.

Who would have expected that by some unforeseen circumstances, that useless old thing would go to jail.

Now, her orphan, widow, and mother don't even have anyone to rely on, and they all rely on the man in front of her.

"Meng Yungui, you are really cruel."

Xu Zihan shook off the nurse and pointed at Meng Yungui: "You deserve it all your life!"

Meng Yungui suddenly raised his head and shot his black eyes, sharp as a sword: "Get lost!"

"You will regret it."

Xu Zihan's eyes were red and he gritted his teeth: "Meng Yungui, you will definitely regret it."

She turned and walked outside.

"Xu——" Meng Yungui narrowed his eyes, he didn't look at Xu Zihan: "Xu Ziqi is back?"

Xu Zihan already understood in his heart that Meng Yungui was still thinking about it. Since he had this kind of relationship, it would be easy to negotiate terms, so he looked back at him and sneered.

The air was silent, and after a long time, Xu Zihan said, "Don't you just want to know where she is? I know, but I have conditions."

Meng Yungui looked into Xu Zihan's eyes and narrowed his black eyes.

"Tell me."

"Leave my husband alone, we will go our separate ways in the future."

Meng Yungui's hand holding the document was a little tight, and after a while, he smiled and said, "Even if Xu Ziqi knelt down to beg me, it's impossible, let alone you?"

Xu Zihan exploded immediately, she was played by Meng Yungui, this man without quality! Xu Ziqi had no self-restraint at all, and left the ward cursing.

Meng Yungui raised his hand and threw the document on the table, and it fell all over the floor.

He raised his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows. Back then, Xu Zihan pointed at his nose and scolded him in the same way, telling him to stay away from the promising Xu Ziqi.

What a powerful woman.

Xu Ziqi is really back?

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It was past ten when Zhou Guang came back at night, and he pushed open the door of the ward.

The light inside was on, she walked over lightly, and then saw Meng Yungui with his eyes open.

Looking at each other, Meng Yungui sat up propped up.

Zhou Guang quickly put a pillow under his waist and put down the bag in his hand.

"Didn't sleep?"

"Yeah."

Meng Yungui snorted, not in a good mood.

"It's a bit late to finish work."

Zhou Guang opened the lunch box, smelling the aroma, she took out a portion: "I brought it for you."

"Not hungry."

Meng Yungui wanted to smoke, and searched the room with his eyes.

"Looking for what?"

"Where is the smoke?"

Zhou Guang picked up the spoon to drink by himself, and didn't want to talk to him.

Meng Yungui clutched his chest, raised his legs to get out of bed, Zhou Guang quickly walked over and threw the cigarette case on the cabinet into the trash can.

Who brings him cigarettes? I don't want to live anymore.

Meng Yungui raised his thick eyebrows and glared at Zhou Shiguang: "Do you want to die?"

"If you smoke again, you will die."

Zhou Guang was also a little angry, but it quickly disappeared, and she drank the soup on her own.

Meng Yungui gritted his teeth: "Zhou Guang, have you become more and more arrogant recently?"

He is a paper tiger, he won't really do anything anyway.

Zhou Guang filled a spoonful of soup and delivered it to his lips: "Would you like to try it? I ordered it in the morning, and the hotel prepared it all afternoon. I drove around to pick it up again in the evening. I thought you would be hungry, so I went." Buy."

Meng Yungui's domineering anger gradually dissipated, and he finished drinking with a spoon.

Rubbing her hair: "Just be mad at me."

Zhou Guang handed over another spoon, Meng Yungui stared, but she didn't put it down. After a long confrontation, he opened his mouth and drank the soup, dying of anger.

After drinking half a bowl of soup, Zhou Guang put down his spoon.

"I don't need to go to the set tomorrow morning, I will go out with you for a walk."

"No."

Meng Yungui raised his legs to go to bed, and Zhou Guang sat by the bed.

"Is there anything you want to eat recently?"

The director gave her half a day off. She was stuck on a line today, and Zhou Guang was also very depressed.

"Lie here."

Meng Yungui moved away.

"It's squeezed to the wound."

Zhou Guang was a little worried, and he didn't dare to go to the bed, the bed was very narrow.

"I haven't taken a shower yet."

Meng Yungui frowned thickly: "Come here."

Forcibly pulling her onto the bed, Zhou Guang didn't dare to struggle too much, for fear of pulling his wound.

Meng Yungui had been lying in the hospital for a while, back and forth, the two of them hadn't had **** for almost a month.

Meng Yungui thought about it a bit, he put his arms around Zhou Guang's waist.

Because the injury was on the left chest, the hand pulled the wound as soon as it moved, and it hurt.

Close to her and kiss her ear: "Time."

"Huh?"

"Do you want to?"

She took off her coat, and there was a sweater underneath.

Meng Yungui's hand easily broke through the sweater, caressing her slender waist, and snorted: "You are busy every day."

"Don't touch it, it's itchy."

There is no place to shrink when Zhou Guang shrinks, and he can't control his troublesome hand, he just wants to jump out of bed, turn around and run.

Meng Yungui kissed her lips front-on, delicately. His kissing skills are good, and he can't do anything while lying on the hospital bed, so there is only a little thing left to ponder. His fingertips scratched her waist, kissing her until she couldn't breathe before letting go.

Zhou Guang found a bit of reason in his bewildered mind, and pushed Meng Yungui's hand.

"The door is not locked."

Don't untie your pants!

"Then you lock it."

Zhou Guangguang dawdled over and locked the door, Meng Yungui's dark eyes were dark, waiting on the bed with an appearance of being determined to win.

She was also... drunk.

"It's all affecting the heart, you have to live in peace for a while, wait until you're done."

Meng Yungui grabbed her arm and looked at her deeply for a while: "No."

Zhou Guang couldn't hold him back, and he was about to get out of bed bravely when he saw him. Leaning over, pressing against Meng Yungui's ear, his face turned red to the base of his ear: "I'll use my hands, and you'll be quiet when you're done."

Meng Yungui let out a low-pitched laugh.

"Okay."

Zhou Guang lost his face after living for twenty-three years. He didn't finish once, but Zhou Guang was tossed and softened into water, leaning on Meng Yungui's arms dripping with sweat. He bit Zhou Guang's ear, his voice was muffled and hoarse: "Sit up."

Your uncle! No!

Meng Yungui withdrew his fingers and pinched her waist: "Try."

"No!"

Meng Yungui was very aggrieved, he didn't listen to coaxing, and he was afraid of his life even if he was strong.

She doesn't know anything, Meng Yungui pulled her hand out and pressed it aside.

"Pinch it any further, and your sexual happiness for the rest of your life will be over."

The chaos was over, Zhou Guang went to turn off the lights, and lay down beside him.

"What's wrong with you today?"

Zhou Guang thinks that Meng Yungui's mood is abnormal, although he has always been quite moody.

"What's wrong with me?"

He put his arms around Zhou Guang, looked at the darkness above his head, and squinted his eyes.

"Something feels wrong." Ask the nurse tomorrow, who did Meng Yungui meet?

Meng Yungui snorted, tilted his head closer to Zhou Guangguang: "Is it not enough?"

Zhou Guang didn't understand at first, until he pinched his neck with his hand, and suddenly his face flushed red.

"Sleep."

"You can really sit on it and try it, it's fine if you don't touch the wound."

Uncle Meng, you are the one who loves to die!

Zhou Shiguang closed his eyes, and Meng Yungui stroked her cheek with his fingers: "Fingers... are definitely not as comfortable as real swords and guns."

You go! Weird sorghum.

Meng Shushu's temptation failed, he fell asleep watching Zhou Guang, his breathing gradually stabilized.

Sighing, he scraped her face with his fingertips.

I really want to smoke a cigarette.

In the early morning, Zhou Guang woke up to the knock on the door of the ward round doctor, and jumped up quickly after being confused for a while. The sun shines in from the window, the room is bright, and there are tissues on the bed. He was sober all of a sudden, and it would be embarrassing if outsiders saw him.

Quickly cleaned up the mess on the bed and threw it into the trash can, then covered Meng Yungui with a quilt, and he just slept with his legs crossed like that. Sir, this is not at home anymore.

After tidying up, I went to open the door. I quickly apologized to the round doctor and let them in with a smile.

Meng Yungui woke up as soon as the doctor came in, checked the wound, gave a few words of advice, then suddenly turned his gaze to Zhou Guangguang: "Observe for another week, it is best not to have **** during this time."

Zhou Guang's face turned red, and the doctor said: "It's inevitable for young couples to be impulsive. There will be more time in the future, so bear with it for a while."

The bright red strawberries on her neck were seen by the doctors and nurses when they entered the door.

When Zhou Guang saw the smiling nurse, he really wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

When the doctors and nurses left, Meng Yungui leisurely leaned against the head of the bed: "Mrs. Meng, you buttoned your pajamas wrong."

Zhou Guang lowered his head, and sure enough, he buttoned up in a panic, and the lower part of his clothes didn't match, making him even more depressed.

Facing Meng Yungui, he fastened his back and turned to go into the bathroom. Meng Yungui's laughter was deep and ear-piercing behind him.

Going out for a walk in the morning, it was too cold, so the two came back together.

Zhou Guangsi sat by the window reciting his lines, and Meng Yungui's ears hurt from listening. Fortunately, Assistant Zhu came over not long after.

"The construction has started, but the second batch of loans has not yet been issued."

Assistant Zhu handed the document to Meng Yungui: "Mr. Meng, take a look."

Meng Yungui looked at it for a while: "Have you contacted the person in charge of the bank?"

"I haven't been able to get in touch recently, and the other party is hiding."

"I will go in the afternoon."

"President Meng?"

Zhou Guang also put down the script and looked up.

"Can I die? What's your expression?"

As soon as he turned his head to meet Zhou Shiguang's eyes, Meng Yungui's face became even darker: "What are you doing?"

"Why don't I go with Assistant Zhu? Don't bother me."

Zhou Guang put down the script and stood up: "Your injury hasn't healed yet, what are you tossing about?"

"Let's play." Meng Yungui took a breath: "If I don't go, they will think I'm dead."

Zhou Guang looked at him for a while: "Then I will accompany you there in the afternoon."

"What are you doing with me?"

Meng Yungui frowned: "Don't make trouble."

Zhou Guang wanted to throw the script in his face, while Assistant Zhu was busy smoothing things over: "I'll be with Mr. Meng, Ms. Zhou, don't worry, I'll send Mr. Meng back as soon as I need anything."

You were there when he was shot? There is an egg!

Zhou Shiguang couldn't persuade Meng Yungui: "Do as you please, don't put your life in it."

The script was thrown aside, turned around and walked towards the door, and turned back halfway: "What's for lunch? Mr. Meng."