Give Me Your Hands and Marry Me Chapter 111 An Ill-Fated Relationship!

"He will contact us when he is finished." Shen Xinglan squinted his eyes. Le Yi had spent a whole night inside the operating room; who was it that made him work so hard to save...

A Miao knew something of his suspicions. She said with her head tilted, "I think it must have been a woman."

Shen Xinglan raised his eyebrows. "Then I can guess who it is."

"Who?" A Miao shot him a glare.

Originally, he did not intend to gossip with her, but if he could distract her from thinking about Zhou Xiao, Shen Xinglan did not mind gossiping.

"Ling Lang."

A Miao gave a blank stare. "Why her?"

In the evening, Le Yi came back.

"You haven't rested." Shen Xinglan scowled.

Even A Miao could see that Le Yi's coat was wrinkled and his eyes were full of fatigue.

"I'm fine." He rubbed his eyebrows and sat down on the sofa. Auntie came and brought out a cup of tea soon afterward.

Shen Xinglan took A Miao to sit opposite him and waited for him to take a sip of tea before he asked aloud, "Come on, what's going on?"

"It's all because of you." Le Yi sighed. "If it weren't for you tossing her out, we wouldn't have met."

Le Yi went to the battlefield before, not because of how noble he was, but because a rich man from East Africa wanted a trip, so he traveled to the battlefield. As a result, he was shot by stray bullets, so people spent a lot of money and found connections to invite Le Yi.

"When I was about to leave, I met the terrorists at their base. They didn't know my identity, they just locked me up with the other hostages."

A Miao was nervous when she heard what he said, but the two of them talked casually. Shen Xinglan flicked his leg. "Then you found that the policewoman was also being held hostage inside."

"Yes." Le Yi nodded. "Our meeting was more than a chance encounter, so we made an alliance."

"And then what?" A Miao asked hastily and cried again, "I know, she must have been injured in order to save you, so you have to try very hard to save her in return!"

Le Yi sniggered, laughed out loud, then looked at Shen Xinglan and said, "It seems that you have taken good care of A Miao. She talks like a 20-year-old girl."

"..." A Miao stared at the two men. "Are they laughing at me?"

Shen Xinglan touched her head and said, "Listen to Le Yi, let him finish."

"She was injured trying to save people, but not me." Le Yi shrugged his shoulders. "It was a child five or six years old."

Ling Lang blocked the child's shot and the bullet went through her lungs. In this world, no one could save her except him.

"I told you she is a good person!" A Miao turned to look at Shen Xinglan.

Shen Xinglan pinched her hand and said, "I know."

"Then you can talk while I go upstairs to do my homework." The two men had not seen each other for so long. There must be something to talk about. A Miao took the initiative to avoid it.

When she left, Le Yi smiled. "It seems that you two get along well. You know what she means before she speaks."

"A Miao doesn't want me to target that policewoman." Shen Xinglan was beaming with pride, and he did not even notice it.

Le Yi found out and suppressed what he wanted to say.

"You still have something to say." Shen Xinglan stared at him.

"I'm thinking about Officer Ling." Le Yi bowed his head and picked up a cup.

Shen Xinglan raised his eyebrows. "Does she know your identity?"

"All she knows is that I am the hand of God." Le Yi moved his neck. "I'm exhausted. I'll go up to rest and go to the hospital tomorrow."

"If you are free, you can stay for another two months," said Shen Xinglan suddenly. "I need your help."

Le Yi gave him a look. "Is it related to A Miao?"

"You'll know then." Shen Xinglan snorted.

Seven days after Zhou Xiao died, A Miao and Song Baohua went to the cemetery. This time, her mood was much better. Although she was still a little depressed, she had figured it out.

"The summer vacation began, and the baozi shop has no business. I want to go back to my hometown." When returning, Song Baohua grabbed her and said, "I'll come back at the end of August."

A Miao was a little surprised. She never knew that Auntie Song had relatives back home. "Why didn't you mention it?"

"There are no relatives there." Song Baohua shook her head. "But in the village, there are still two damaged houses left. I'll go back and see if I can sell them."

"I'll go with you," A Miao said immediately that she did not rest assured.

Song Baohua glared at her. "Nonsense, what about Mr. Shen? I'll call you when I return."

"Then I'll book your plane ticket."

In the end, Song Baohua promised that she would fly back, and she did not delay much, so A Miao bought a plane ticket three days later. After sending Song Baohua away, A Miao was completely idle.

"I've had to work during the summer vacation in previous years, but now suddenly I feel very unaccustomed to doing nothing."

Shen Xinglan was looking down at some documents. Since A Miao started her summer vacation, he moved almost his entire job home.

"At the end of the month, you will not be idle." He tossed out a sentence.

A Miao looked at him curiously. "Why? Do you want to arrange a job for me?"

"Can you do that?" Shen Xinglan replied to her. "You can consider being my personal secretary."

"What the hell is going on..." A Miao leaned in.

Shen Xinglan closed the document. "Let's not say talk about this. Didn't you want to see Ling Lang before? She woke up."

"She's awake?" A Miao laughed. "I'll go tomorrow morning."

"I'll accompany you."

A Miao got up early in the morning the next day to cook porridge. She could not go to see the patient empty-handed, so Shen Xinglan was very dissatisfied.

"Let Auntie do it or go out and buy some ready-made food. Why are you cooking it for her?"

A Miao did not know whether to laugh or cry. No wonder people said that men were childish like children, they had to be jealous of this kind of thing.

"I specially cooked you little wonton, go to the dining room to eat!" She carried the white porcelain bowl and pushed Shen Xinglan out.

In the hospital, A Miao stood at the doorway and heard Le Yi's voice. She looked at Shen Xinglan, who went straight in...

"Shen?" Le Yi was a little surprised, and when he saw A Miao following him, he stepped back from the hospital bed with a look of understanding.

Ling Lang was lying on the bed, looking rather pale, but her spirits seemed good. She smiled at A Miao. "I didn't expect to see you so soon."

"Yes, but the way you see me this time is unique!" A Miao smiled and handed the porridge to Le Yi.

Ling Lang said with some self-mockery, "It seems that every time we meet it's very strange."

"When you feel better, I'll treat you to dinner." A Miao poured out the porridge Le Yi had checked. "At that time, I believe there won't be a problem!"

"Very fragrant. Did you make it?" Ling Lang moved her nose.

A Miao nodded and took the bowl. "Well, I'll feed you."

Just as the voice reverberated, Ling Lang felt perceived cold eyes on her. She glanced at Shen Xinglan and the corners of her mouth bent. "No, let Dr. Le feed me!"

"Huh?" A Miao was stunned. The bowl was taken away by Shen Xinglan.

Ling Lang said bluntly, "That is what he should do. You are welcome." Then she asked Le Yi, "Isn't that right, Dr. Le?"

Le Yi smiled and took the bowl Shen Xinglan gave him and sat down by the bedside. "Since Officer Ling doesn't mind, of course, I don't mind."

"What's the matter with the two of them..." A Miao poked Shen Xinglan.

Shen Xinglan said, "I'll tell you later."

When she left the ward, A Miao kept looking at Shen Xinglan. He pinched her nose and said, "Get in the car and then I will tell you."

"Well, come on!" As soon as she got in the car, A Miao followed him and asked him.

Shen Xinglan motioned with his lips. "Kiss me."

A Miao did not respond.

"Smooch!"

"Kissed."

Shen Xinglan was somewhat dissatisfied, he grabbed A Miao and kissed her until she pushed him away with a red face.

"Don't do this outside in the future."

The little woman's eyes were blurry and full of amorous feelings.

"Also, nobody saw it."

In the driver's seat, Shen II had the expression of a dead man...

"Strictly speaking, Ling Lang's injury has something to do with Le Yi." Shen Xinglan was playing with A Miao's fingers. "At that time, they both came up with a plan. Le Yi insisted on using his."

However, due to the holes in his plan, several hostages were put in danger. Ling Lang saved the youngest child with her own injury.

"Wow..." A Miao's heart was suddenly moved to say, "What an ill-fated relationship!"

Shen Xinglan scoffed at that. Le Yi would not be involved with the police.

The following week, a typhoon arrived in City S. Shen Xinglan seemed to have found a new pleasure as he discovered that A Miao was sensitive to the sound of thunder.

As a result...

"Hold me." He turned over and pressed down on A Miao's body.

It was already midnight, and A Miao gave him a weak look. "No, I'm tired."

"Rumble..." With the thunder and lightning outside the window, A Miao shivered.

"Then I'll open the window," he said shamelessly.

A Miao bit him and held him by the neck. "Shame on you!"

"Be good!" Shen Xinglan kissed her.

After the typhoon passed, A Miao found that Shen Xinglan suddenly became very busy. Every day, he left early and returned at dusk. When he came back this day, he also brought with him a bunch of people.

"Making evening gowns?" A Miao blinked. "I haven't worn a lot of what's inside in my wardrobe."

Shen Xinglan winked at those people and pulled A Miao upstairs. "Those are from last season. Didn't I tell you that you would be busy at the end of the month because there are so many parties and you have to go with me?"

"Well." A Miao did not doubt him, but let the people obediently do their thing.

When Le Yi came back in the evening, she also complained. "I've never seen him do this before for a banquet. What's up this time?"

"Maybe it's a very important party!" Le Yi made tea and smiled at her. "Shen will not harm you anyway."

"I didn't mean that. I just feel strange," said A Miao as she smelled the tea.

"By the way, how is Ling Lang?"

Le Yi helped pour her a cup of tea. "Her recovery is good, but she is still a long way from walking."

"That's too bad." A Miao pursed her lips. "I was thinking of asking her to go to the party!"

"I don't think she's interested in parties either." Le Yi frowned at the thought of the woman.

A Miao smiled secretly and went to the study to find Shen Xinglan.

On the last day of July, a heavy rain fell early in the morning, keeping the hot weather cool. After breakfast, A Miao was surrounded by several people putting on her makeup and doing her hair.

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