Chapter 169

She pulled the news to the bottom and found that the newspaper she reported was suddenly her company, and the writer was still her boss.

It's ironic.

Good things do not go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, her mobile phone has received a lot of sympathy from colleagues and friends, are comforting her, let her not sad.

But none of them can understand the sadness in her heart. They just say don't be sad, but they won't feel the same with her.

As long as Anhua remembered his father's rigid body, she couldn't help crying.

He Feng silently handed her a paper towel. Anhua bit her teeth, forced her to cry, wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, and forced her tears back.

She can't cry any more. Crying can't solve the problem. She is just too cowardly. She must be strong as soon as possible.

Ye Shengge is still in a coma in the hospital. As ye Shengge's nominal sister, she has to stand up and deal with all kinds of things. Don't always let her sister stand in front of her.

"Cry if you want to." He Feng couldn't see her. He couldn't help but say.

"I can't cry." Anhua stubbornly shook his head, "there are many things waiting for me to deal with, I must be strong."

He Feng took a deep look at her. He wanted to talk but stopped. Anhua saw it and frowned: "you can say whatever you want. Why is it that you can't say what you want?"

He Feng light said: "that's because I really can't say, although want to tell you, forget it, when the time is ripe to tell you."

"Mysterious, when is the so-called time?" Anhua shrunk his nose and threw his cell phone back into He Feng's arms. "You're a little boring."

She turned back to the room.

He Feng looked at her back and shook his head helplessly.

Anhua returns to the room and calls ye Shengge with his mobile phone, but the person who answers the phone is "who are you?" Anhua heard that the person who answered the phone was a man, and immediately frowned, "why is ye Shengge's mobile phone in you?"

Gu Jingchen said: "you don't need to know who I am. You just need to know that I am the closest person to ye Shengge. Ye Shengge hasn't woken up yet."

The closest person? "Are you her boyfriend?" she asked subconsciously

"I'm her husband."

Anhua turns her lips and thinks Gu Jingchen is joking, because nowadays young people like to call each other's husband and wife. Ye Shengge is not at the legal age to get married. Where's her husband?

"No matter who you are, since you can get Shengge's mobile phone, you should be trustworthy. I hope you can take good care of Shengge for me. I'll go to the hospital to see her tomorrow."

"You don't have to say that I will take care of her," Gu said

Anhua whispered, "thank you."

Hung up the phone, she went to the bed, looking at the drizzle outside, the mood is as bad as a rainy night.

Remembering that the news about his father's death was shut down by the newspaper, Anhua was angry and took out her mobile phone to dial her boss.

When the phone was about to hang up automatically, the other side got through and asked impatiently, "what's the matter with you? Do you have to call me sometime?"

Anhua said in a deep voice, "I'm calling you about my father's news."

The editor in chief was very disdainful: "Oh, you want to say that our newspaper should not publish your father's news? Who do you think you are? "

"How did you get the news? Also, a news content is not true, my father did not commit suicide! Even if you want to make headlines, you should investigate things first, shouldn't you? " Anhua said angrily.

An Luoqing has been on the news several times because of Ye Sheng's song. In addition, his style review is always good, so the public has a good impression on him.

After his death was reported, it quickly caused a sensation, netizens have been noisy, some said it was suicide, some said it was not suicide.

But most people still don't believe that a diligent former mayor an will commit suicide. Netizens speculate that he moved the interests of some people, so he was killed.

For a time, everyone felt dark and asked for justice for anluoqing. The two people on the Internet were fighting.

And the first time to publish a piece of news of the emperor media is very excited, because they caused a hot spot.

"Do you think people care about the truth?" The editor in chief sneered, "you are a media worker, Anhua. You know people's psychology best, don't you? They just want to watchAnhua's red eyes, unable to accept his father's death, has become a lively scene in other people's eyes“ Please, for the sake of being an employee of the company, can I stop reporting this? I don't ask you to withdraw the news sent out before. I just want you not to pay attention to one thing in the future and give us a little breathing space. "

The editor in chief said hypocritically, "Anhua, I know you are very sad now, but you can't damage the company's interests, can you? "The next news"

Anhua abruptly hung up the phone and didn't want to hear the chief editor's disgusting long speech.

It's an interest society. Everyone only pays attention to their own interests. How can you let them give up their own interests? It's her innocence.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" He Feng knocked on the door, "you'd better have a rest early."

Anhua calmed down and said to him, "thank you. I'll go to bed soon."

The sound of footsteps came from outside, and it was getting far away. Anhua lies on the bed, pulls the quilt over, and suddenly feels a familiar breath, which is the smell of He Feng.

Smelling the smell, she didn't feel sleepy at all. She felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Outside the rain gradually stopped, the air is water vapor, even the room has become moist up.

Ye Shengge opened his eyes and his face was as pale as paper. He was much weaker than when he woke up for the first time.

Gu Jingchen looked at her with worry in his eyes“ Baby, you finally wake up. I'll let the doctor come and see you now. "

Ye Shengge opened his mouth, but found that his throat was so dry and hoarse that he even had a problem talking.

Gu Jingchen seems to see something wrong with her, poured a glass of warm water to her mouth, carefully asked her to drink half a glass of water.

With a moist throat, ye Shengge thinks of the remains of an Luoqing he saw in the mortuary, and his eyes turn red again.

Gu Jingchen picked her up from the bed and held her tightly in his arms. His eyes were full of love“ Don't cry. I'll be with you in the future. "

Ye Shengge tightly grasped Gu Jingchen's clothes and gave out a suppressed cry in his arms, which made Gu Jingchen feel distressed.