Part 3 Chapter 101 Love to the Extreme

nancy nausea and weakness, later being squeezed by the fetus often feeling shortness of breath, or unable to sleep at night, thinking about the pain and danger of giving birth, he was afraid just thin...Flustered and a little bit conflicted, she didn't know which car to take back. Zheng Ke and the class monitor were easy enough; they were her own people, so she didn't have to worry too much. But Song Mu had arranged a driver, and there was also a leader from her department. She felt a little embarrassed. Glancing at Song Jingye, he didn't need her to say anything. He directly told the family driver: "You guys go back first, I'll contact home later."

Then let Chen Ling get back in the car of her department leader, this shows that the unit values her, and she should certainly accept this favor.

The leader was very easygoing. After getting in the car, after a few pleasantries, she asked, "Where does Xia Chen live"

Xu Haichen glanced back at her, then at Song Jingye, smiling and waiting for Chen Ling's reply.

Chen Ning could only answer the address of the unit-allocated apartment.

Sitting at the back, Song Jingye remained composed and said, "That place isn't suitable for your convalescence."

After finishing his sentence, he told the driver, "Please go to street number 36."

"Xu Haichen then smiled and said, 'Everyone in our unit knows about you and Coach Song. You don't need to hide it anymore.'"

Chen Ning smiled awkwardly, and the leader also laughed: “Go back and take good care of your health first. Come back to work when you’re better, no need to rush.”

"Okay, thank you, leader."

They arrived at Song Jingye's house soon, got out of the car, and watched it drive away before turning to enter the courtyard.

Finally back in her familiar surroundings, Chen Ling felt a lump forming in her throat. Since she left for Xili Country, she had silently bid farewell to this house in her heart, fearing that she might not return. Unconsciously, she had come to view this place as home, as her roots.

Song Jingye also had some feelings, but he didn't say anything. He embraced her and walked into the house, "You rest first, I'll go get you some hot water for a bath."

She said that she could shower every day at the hospital, but there was an unavoidable hospital smell on her body. She mentioned for days that the first thing she would do upon returning home was to take a good shower and get rid of the medicine smell.

After a while, Song Jingye fetched the water and called her over. He asked sincerely, “Do you need help”

"No," she said firmly.

Song Jing smiled: "Rest assured, I have no other thoughts."

At the hospital, she'd rather have a nurse help her than him. He acted like she was embarrassed to be seen with him at the hospital, but at home, they'd done all sorts of intimate things.

But Chen Ling firmly refused his help: "I'm fully recovered now, I'm not disabled, I can wash myself."

"Alright, I'll be outside. Call me if you need anything."

"Good."

Chen Ning returned to the bathroom in her pajamas. The moment the door closed, her face fell. She lifted her shirt and glanced at the surgical scars on her abdomen and chest. They twisted and turned like earthworms. When she first saw them, she felt a strong sense of physical discomfort, so she didn't have the courage to show him. Before, whenever she had to change the dressing at the hospital, she would make sure he avoided it.

He sighed and took off his clothes to take a shower. He washed from head to toe meticulously, and only put on his clothes again after he was completely clean.

"You should go wash up too."

"Let me blow-dry your hair first." Song Jingye took the hairdryer and motioned for her to sit down.

All the shampoo and shower gel at home are fragrant, even my clothes have a faint smell of laundry detergent. In short, I smell good all over, feeling fresh and comfortable.

After he blow-dried her hair, he couldn't help but lean down and kiss her. She pushed him away and said, "Go take a shower."

"Good."

Song Jingye left, Chen Ning turned on her phone and started looking up information about scar removal. There were all sorts of opinions online, with various remedies, but she didn't find them reliable at all. After some thought, when it came to beauty treatments, she figured it would be best to ask YaoYao for advice, so she sent a message: "YaoYao, are you there"

Less than two seconds after she sent it, YaoYao's video request came through. She answered, and YaoYao's beautiful face appeared on the screen. She didn't look like a mother of two at all. Even though the camera was so close, it didn't detract from her beauty.

"No. Xiaoning replied, 'You're amazing! I saw the news about your evacuation online.' Yaoyao felt immensely proud of her. She had never doubted that Xiaoning would achieve great things in the future."

Chen Ning's injury was not reported online, so Yao Yao didn't know about it. She only sent her a message when she saw the news, but Chen Ning hasn't replied yet.

"Yaoyao, do you know of any products that are good for scar removal"

"How are you What kind of scars do you have"

"I had a minor injury before, got a few stitches. It's kind of ugly now," she said lightly, not wanting to worry anyone.

Yao Yao looked at her in the camera and didn't see anything unusual, so she thought it was just a minor injury and didn't ask further. When it came to how she became more beautiful, she could list them off as easily as reciting poetry.

"Aren't you a scar-prone person"

"No."

"No problem, I'll send you a box of scar cream later. Just keep applying it every day, and it should heal until the scar color matches your skin tone. If it's still noticeable, I'll take you to get some cosmetic surgery to remove it. I guarantee it will be back to normal."

When someone mentioned that there was "yao yao" (likely a name or slang), Chen Ning immediately felt less worried about the situation.

As they were chatting, Song Jingye emerged from the bathroom at some point. His hair was dripping wet and he was only wearing a pair of casual pants on his bottom half as he walked towards her.

Chen Ning was a little nervous for a moment, and she didn't want to hang up the video directly, so she moved her phone slightly in the direction of the side. Song Jingye didn't know that she was video chatting with YaoYao, thinking that she was just looking at her phone, so he naturally sat down beside her and reached out to hug her, "What are you looking at"

He liked kissing her, and he liked feeling the softness of their faces pressed together. Chen Ning couldn't even think about stopping it.

Then, YaoYao's shocked and gossipy expression was caught on camera as she watched them. Chen Ning also played along, handing her phone directly to Song Jingye: "YaoYao is here."

Song Jingye was shocked by the sight of "Yaoyao" on his phone, probably just as much as Yaoyao herself. They stared at each other, a rare blush creeping onto Song Jingye's face. He greeted her with a shy nod but didn't let go of Chen Ning's hand.

After Lu Yayay was shocked, she seemed to understand. As if by chance, she saw Gu Ruandong enter and greeted him: "Xiao Ning is back. I'll send you the medicine later. See ya."

She couldn't wait to share this gossip with Gu Ruandong.

Gu Ruandong didn't care about other people's gossip, but seeing her expression was interesting. After listening to what she said, she remained calm: "I know."

"When they were together at the Hundred-Day Banquet before."

What Gu Ruandong didn't say was that he had gone to the southwest on a business trip recently because of Song Jingye's No. 10 base. His commercial acumen was beyond ordinary people's reach. When Song Jingye went to the southwest, he immediately sensed something was wrong. The Senbing Group now also has the backing of a state-owned enterprise. If they cooperated, it should be Song Jingye's best choice.

At that time, while they were eating, Song Jingye kept taking out his phone to send messages from time to time. He understood this state best.

(Thinking about Dong Ge and Yao Mei, writing about their little daily life) still hadn't received a reply from Song Jingye. Her own phone had completely lost signal, and even her old-fashioned phone only had a sliver of power, but she couldn't get any messages either.I fell...