She said with confidence: "Who made her not honest under my nose? If I were not fiercer, maybe she would take the opportunity to touch you when she bandaged the wound."

Wen Lin was silent.

Maybe it was Jiang Handong who told Zhong Qiuyao that after get off work, Zhong Qiuyao and Qin Huiyue came to the hospital to see Wen Linyan.

Just a few minutes after they arrived, Jiang Handong also came.

After Zhong Qiuyao understood the whole story, she joked: "Lawyer Wen, my family will not be widowed in your profession, right?"

Wen Linyan said without changing his expression: "No, how could I bear to let her be a widow."

Zhong Qiuyao: “…”

This wave of dog food was sprinkled well, leaving her speechless.

Song Qianti was looking happy, but when she heard Wen Linyan, she said slowly: "Do you think she is a widow? Maybe she will take my money to keep a few young men and live another free and comfortable life."

Song Qianti: “…”

Why does she think this sound familiar?

Zhong Qiuyao smiled and said, "This is indeed something she will do."

Song Qianti: “…”

This time, even Qin Huiyue and Jiang Handong couldn't help but smile.

Song Qianti looked at Zhong Qiuyao, then looked at Wen Lin and said, "Is this suitable for you two to say in front of me?"

Zhong Qiuyao said: "It's better than talking about it behind your back?"

Song Qianti laughed: "I would rather you carry me on your back."

She came to the hospital in a hurry last night, so she took the car keys and cell phone. She didn't bring a bag, so the cell phone would run out of power.

Wen Linyan's phone ran out of power last night and turned off.

Qin Huiyue stood next to her, and she said to Qin Huiyue: "Let me borrow your phone to make a call."

Qin Huiyue took out her cell phone, unlocked it and handed it to her.

Song Qianti took it, looked at her screen and curled her lips and said, "So Lin Sheng is your idol."

Qin Huiyue was slightly stunned and realized that her mobile wallpaper was a photo of Lin Sheng.

She looked unnatural and her hair was broken in her ears: "Yes."

Song Qianti didn't say anything else and took her cell phone to the balcony.

She called Han Qian and asked Han Qian to go to her house, get her some clothes for changing, and buy some daily necessities.

When she returned to the ward, she ordered takeout using Qin Huiyue's mobile phone, and then returned the phone to Qin Huiyue and asked her to help pay.

Now that everyone knows that she is Catherine, Zhong Qiuyao did not avoid Wen Linyan and Jiang Handong and talked about the serious matter with her.

"Today I received a lot of invitations from magazines and they want to interview you."

This was something Song Qianti expected, and she said, "I don't have time."

Wen Linyan is so injured. She must have to take care of him in the hospital recently.

Moreover, her eyes are not well yet, so she must take photos during the interview, so she cannot see anyone.

Zhong Qiuyao said: "Other small magazines can ignore them, but "Metropolitan Magazine" is the most fantastic and largest magazine in our city. I think it is necessary for you to accept this interview, which will be beneficial to Qian Niya's listing."

"Let's talk about this later."

Zhong Qiuyao nodded: "Then I'll drag it first."

Song Qianti asked: "Did Ruan Yousi go to find you today?"

Zhong Qiuyao curled her lips and said, "I'm going, it's a big fuss, but I'm in the police station now."

Jiang Handong looked at Song Qianti: "You are not only a genius screenwriter, but also a famous Katherine in the fashion industry. You are too awesome."

Although the reporters did not interview Song Qianti last night, they took photos of her. She had been on hot searches for a whole day today.

Jiang Handong saw on Weibo that she belongs to Catherine.

Fortunately, except Wen Linyan, he had never said anything else before that Song Qianti had a financial backer behind him.

This face hurts more and more every time.

No wonder he fooled her into the entertainment industry, and she didn't want to.

This identity is deeper than the other.

Song Qianti said with a smile: "You can't really just be a vase."

Jiang Handong asked with interest: "Do you have any other identities?"

Her eyebrows were curved: "You guess."

After chatting for a while, Zhong Qiuyao and the others left.

At nine o'clock, Han Qian pushed open the door of the ward with her things.

"Mr. Song."

She nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

Han Qian said: "This is what I should do."

Song Qianti introduced to Wen Linyan: "This is my secretary, Han Qian."

Han Qian put the things on the sofa, walked to the bedside, looked at Wen Linyan and said a little embarrassedly: "Lawyer Wen, I should buy you some supplements, but there are a lot of things and I can't take them, so I just..."

Wen Linyan gently pulled his lips and showed a pale smile: "It's okay, I'm like this and I can't eat anything."

Han Qian also smiled, she left after staying in less than ten minutes.

Song Qianti opened the bag, took out the charger from it, charged the phone, took the toiletries to wash, and then tore a mask and put it on his face.

I stayed up late last night, and stayed up late hurt the skin the most, so she had to apply a mask to take care of it.

In the past, she applied one piece every now and then, but since she was with Wen Linyan, she applied her facial mask very regularly.

There is no way, who made the boyfriend she was looking for was so handsome that he was easily missed?

The older a man is, the more attractive he is, but women are different. When they get older, they become yellow-faced women.

In order not to be poached by those young girls, she has to pay attention to maintenance at all times.

Wen Linyan smiled softly when she saw her coming out with a mask on her back.

Hearing his laughter, Song Qianti looked at him and raised an eyebrow: "Do you want one?"

Wen Lin said, "Have you ever seen a man applying a facial mask?"

Song Qianti sat down and picked up her phone to play: "It is because I have never seen it before that I want to meet you."

Wen Linyan said: "Let Song Jinghan show you, don't play with your phone, your eyes are not yet well."

Artists rely on their faces to make a living, so they need to be maintained.

She said, "Don't forget it. After ten or eight years, you are already old. I am still like this. If you have handsome guys hooking up with me every day, it feels exciting to think about it."

The man was silent for a moment and said, "Give me one too."

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Song Jinghan pushed open the door of the ward and saw each of them wearing a facial mask.

"Brother-in-law, you are too spoiled with her. You have to apply a mask with her."

Wen Linyan was not embarrassed at all and spoke calmly: "Men should be delicate so that they will not have green on their heads."

He didn't let Song Qianti play with his mobile phone. Song Qianti had nothing to do, and sat on the sofa eating the fruits that Zhong Qiuyao and the others brought. Hearing this sentence, he burst into laughter.

Song Jinghan wanted to make sense, but when he thought about it, it seemed that it had nothing to do with him.

He is a single dog, and he will not be green on his head.

Wen Linyan looked at him and asked, "It's so late, why are you here?"

"I heard from Yaoyao that you are injured and hospitalized. I'll take a look."
Chapter completed!