Chapter 63

Song Yarong is waiting for him to take away the box, but there is no response for a long time. Just as she wants to ask again, a force at her waist makes her quickly fall back. Her foot hits the foot of the table and falls to the ground.

The box in my hand also fell to the ground, and the bracelet inside was also broken in the box.

He can do whatever he wants. Do you really think he is Jin Beihan and can do whatever he wants?

Song Yarong yelled, "Jin Beihan, what are you mad about?"

"This is the end of our cooperation. You don't need to go further, Jin family." Jin Beihan quickly got up and left.

Jiang Huai gave her a look of her own thinking, and then left.

Song Yarong fell to the ground, all of a sudden.

Who she's provoking every day? Why does Jin Beihan lose his temper with her? Does she really think she's such a bully? Anyway, it's also a cooperative marriage. She's not afraid to break it when it's over

Open the skirt corner, see the red mark on the leg, faintly almost purple and blue.

The corner of his eye squeezed back tears, took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone call, "Uncle Zhang asked the driver to pick me up. I want to go back to Jin's, bah, I want to go back to song's!"

She doesn't care about the Jin family. Jin Beihan is the devil who can't figure out why he is angry.

I really don't know what she did at the beginning. She promised to cooperate with him. Isn't that self inflicted.

Looking at the broken emerald bracelet, he got up angrily and left, leaving only the broken Bracelet lying there in the rest room.

Once back at Song's home, song can't wait to give herself a cold bath. To get rid of her bad luck, she goes to bed and sleeps.

After this sleep, something happened to song Yarong.

When she woke up early the next morning, song Yarong felt weak and hot on her forehead. She hurriedly found out the thermometer and measured it at 38.7 degrees.

Decadent sitting in bed, this is called what things ah, what things are not smooth, even their own body have to give her trouble.

I had to go downstairs, boil a pot of water for myself, find some antipyretic, take it and call the acting head teacher.

"Hello, teacher, this is song Yarong. I have a fever today. I want to take a leave." She sniffed and walked like this, feeling that she could fall down and sleep at any time.

"Song Yarong? You still ask for leave. Even if you asked for one day yesterday, you can still ask today. Have you finished the task I told you? How many of you agreed to come? "

A sharp voice pierced song Yarong's eardrum through her mobile phone. She quickly took the mobile phone far away and decided that she would not speak any more.

"I'll help you with this. I'll give you an answer in the afternoon. Will you let me take the leave or not?" Song Yarong has no strength to argue with the head teacher.

Phone there, silent for a few seconds, or agreed to leave song.

After hanging up, song Yarong dials another phone.

After a few beeps, song Yarong said with an apology, "Uncle Zhang, can you help me to contact you one by one and let everyone participate in this campus public welfare activity as much as possible."

"This matter, as early as I said, Uncle Zhang is worried about nothing to do. I'll call him later." Uncle Zhang, who was opposite, agreed enthusiastically, "why isn't your voice right, Yarong? Is it sick?"

"It's OK, Uncle Zhang. It's just like this when I just get up." Song Ya Rong eased his voice and said it in a normal voice as much as possible.

"That's good. Take good care of yourself. Uncle Zhang will go first."

Hung up the phone, song Yarong hid in bed, wrapped in a quilt, fell asleep, she had a long dream.

Jin's consortium.

The senior leaders sat in the meeting room with fear.

Just because this is the president who makes them scared. Because of Jin Beihan's momentum, he didn't dare to take a breath.

However, after this speech, the speaker's words are not sharp, and the baton pointing to the whiteboard is shaking, which is very unstable.

Jiang Huai looked at them and worried about them. Fortunately, the president's mind didn't seem to be here.

Otherwise, no matter how good his temper is, he will be angry to death with his speech.

More than half an hour's meeting ended abruptly in ten minutes. Trembling, he put down his baton and said to Jin Beihan.

"President, do you think this is OK?"Everyone looked at Jin Beihan, and his movements did not change, as if the time had been fixed.

Jin Beihan was silent for a while, then slowly spit out two words, "redo."

"Yes, find out the best way as soon as possible to make up for the empty this time."

In a hurry, he was really scared.

Jiang Huai silently lit a candle for him. Since he left the mental hospital, his father was like this, cold and calm face.

It's not all song Yarong's fault. She doesn't know what happened to Jin Beihan and Jin's father. It's unexpected that she got the bracelet in her hand.

It can only be said that the Lord has not been able to put down the knot in his heart.

He was waiting for Jin Beihan's subordinates. Seeing that Jin Beihan got up, he walked towards the door of the conference room. When he stepped out, everyone in the conference room seemed to have laid down a heavy stone.

There was a long breath in my heart.

At night, song Yarong is sweating, and the smell of dishes comes out. Uncle Zhang is cooking for her in the kitchen.

Uncle Zhang had been struggling for a long time, but he felt something was wrong. As soon as he finished what song Yarong told him, he rushed to the Song family.

Fortunately, he came here. Song Yarong had a high fever. If he didn't go to the hospital, song Yarong's brain would burn out.

Song Yarong is taken to the hospital by Uncle Zhang. She dispenses medicine and drips it. After a long time, she comes back with her

After wiping the sweat on her body, song Yarong feels light and comfortable, and smells the smell of dishes downstairs.

The greedy insects in Song Yarong's stomach are about to be picked out.

Down the stairs, standing in the kitchen door, Uncle Zhang is busy inside.

"Uncle Zhang, what are you cooking?" Song Yarong looks at the delicious food in the pot with her eyes

"Don't look. There's nothing delicious. Porridge with vegetables." With a smile on his lips, Uncle Zhang turns to look at Song Yarong and turns back.

How can you be full with porridge and vegetables.

Song Yarong immediately asked Qu Baba to look at the busy figure, "Uncle Zhang... Uncle Zhang..."

"Oh, well, I'm too old to stand your coquetry." Uncle Zhang put down the tools in his hand, pushed her and went outside, "after a while, you'll know what you're eating, what's the rush."