Chapter 83:

It wasn't until this long kiss ended that Cheng Yao felt embarrassed afterwards, and kissed in the court, as if it was a bit high-profile?
Although the plaintiff and defendant who came back and forth to participate in the litigation did not know him, several judges and clerks in the marriage court of the court knew Qian Heng. If Cheng Yao remembers correctly, a female judge in a judge's robe passed by. , Obviously, after seeing Qian Heng and himself, he was stunned before leaving...
She blushed and pulled Qianheng's sleeves: "Let's go."
Qian Heng's ears were still red, but his face was still calm and calm in front of him, "Well, I will take you to eat hot pot to comfort you."
"what?"
Qian Heng coughed and said unnaturally: "You have written on Weibo before that you want to eat Dawang hot pot, but it is too lonely to eat hot pot alone. It would be perfect to have a handsome man with him."
"..."
Qian Hengyun smiled lightly: "It should not only satisfy your illusion, but also exceed your expectations."
"..." Cheng Yao was stunned, then remembered to retort: ​​"Wait, why is it comfort?"
"Didn't you lose the verdict of the first instance?" Qian Heng glanced at Cheng Yao. He stretched out his hand and patted Cheng Yao on the head. "But it doesn't matter. In life, it is normal to lose a few lawsuits. Do your best. After working hard, it is enough for the person concerned to have a clear conscience."
Only then did Cheng Yao react. Qian Heng probably only knew the result of the first trial, but didn't know that she had collected Lu Jian's DNA after the trial. She stopped and laughed.
"I didn't lose." Her eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth were raised. "Qian Heng, I will win the second instance of this lawsuit."
Cheng Yao's face is bright and beautiful, she has not restrained her pride and pride, but this appearance is even more attractive. Although Qian Heng is reluctant to admit it, a serious working woman makes people unable to look away. The independent and confident charm makes Cheng Yao's whole person shining.
This piece of jade was finally carved, slowly revealing its flawless light.

In the hot pot restaurant, Cheng Yao happily told Qian Heng how to obtain evidence of Lu Jian's DNA after the trial. Qian Heng didn't realize that Cheng Yao not only did not lose, but even found another way to survive.
After speaking, Cheng Yao was quite proud: "So, you don't need to comfort me at all, okay? This meal should be a celebration."
Qian Heng nodded: "If there is no problem with the paternity test, the second trial will be very stable."
Cheng Yao smiled: "Then can I ask for a reward?"
"Huh?" Qian Heng looked up at Cheng Yao, "What do you want?"
Cheng Yao was just joking casually, and didn't really think about what she wanted. However, when Qian Heng asked, she shook her head and remembered, and while thinking about it, she saw a table of sweethearts next to a couple The scene of feeding each other...
Cheng Yao pointed to the table quietly: "Or, let's try it too?" She was a little embarrassed, "I watched the same show in TV dramas, just want to experience if the food that my boyfriend feeds is better?"
"..."
Qian Heng glanced at Cheng Yao: "Are you serious?"
Cheng Yao nodded: "En!"
"It's too naive. They are all grown-ups, and they feed each other and feed things. It's numb and disgusting. I think as long as it's not getting sick and can't get a spoon, I should eat it myself." Qian Heng said decisively. another."
"..."
Cheng Yao thought about it again, just remembering the couple necklace she secretly bought a few days ago. She tentatively said: "I think other couples wear couple rings or something, but we usually don’t make it public in the office. Wearing rings is too high profile. Now, why don’t I buy a couple’s necklace, shall we wear a couple’s necklace? I usually don’t see it in our clothes?"
Unfortunately, Qian Heng frowned again: "Necklace? What necklace does a man wear? Doesn't it feel like a dog with a nameplate? What's more, these couple necklaces on the market are not made of any material of metal. Who knows if they are worn next to the body? Will there be skin allergies and heavy metal poisoning?" He glanced at Cheng Yao, "Change another one."
"..."
Cheng Yao tried harder and thought: "Why don't you cook me a meal? Just cook a porridge and everything is fine. I used to cook for you."
Qian Heng didn't speak, he just glanced at Cheng Yao quietly, and then slowly stretched out his hand...
"Okay, okay, I get it!" Cheng Yao said, "Your noble hand is not for cooking, I got it!"
"You change another one."
"Then, when will you sing a love song for me?" Cheng Yao eagerly asked, "I think it's quite romantic."
"Sing love songs? It's forgivable for a boy under twenty to do this. A mature man of twenty-eight will not do this kind of thing. It's too stupid. I won't do it if I die." Qian Heng wrinkled. Frown, "How about I recite a rule for you? What do you want to hear?"
"..."
Faced with Cheng Yao's speechlessness, Qian Heng said, "Then you change another one."
Cheng Yao waved his hands again and again: "No, no! I suddenly felt that speaking for the parties involved and winning this lawsuit is something I should do within my part. What rewards do I want?"
joke? And Qian Heng, who wants to be rewarded with a straight steel man in the universe? I'm afraid I'm crazy, right? Just wake up.
After that, Cheng Yao stopped talking. In the second half, she turned her grief and anger into appetite, desperately squeezing meatballs from the hot pot and stuffing them into her mouth, and ate a full 12%.

After dinner, because Qian Heng had a legal opinion to work overtime tonight, he sent Cheng Yao home.
On the way home, Cheng Yao felt a little upset in her stomach. Based on the principle of restoring recovery, she washed and went to bed early. However, it was not until she woke up in the middle of the night that Cheng Yao realized that the stomach pain was not only Not alleviated, but even worse.
She endured it for a while, and in the end it hurt so much that she was fidgeting and vomiting twice before finally calling Qian Heng.
Qian Heng answered the phone almost quickly, his voice was still clear, he was still working overtime and didn't sleep, "Cheng Yao, what's wrong?"
I don’t know if it’s easy to be especially vulnerable at night and sickness. Just hearing Qian Heng’s voice, Cheng Yao felt aggrieved: "My stomach hurts, so uncomfortable..."
"You wait for me for fifteen minutes." Qian Heng said concisely, "Don't hang up the phone."
"why?"
"You are gasping for pain, I will accompany you to divert attention."
"Yep……"
So after Qian Heng changed into the Bluetooth headset, Cheng Yao listened on the phone all the way as he cleaned up his things and went to the garage to drive Bentley.
"Cheng Yao, do you want to hear about the recent cases I'm working on?" Qian Heng asked as he drove, "A dispute over a foreign-related marriage and divorce property, a custody dispute, and an inheritance dispute, you want to hear Which one?"
...
Qian Heng is not a person who talks a lot. On the contrary, probably because every word is worth money, he really cherishes words like gold. However, tonight, he talked a lot and spoke almost without intermittent. As a result, he said ten. Minutes, he has finished explaining the facts of the three cases, the focus of the dispute, and the application of law.
Although it was almost like a law-teaching class, I have to say that it did successfully divert Cheng Yao's attention. Although he still suffered from stomachache, Cheng Yao strengthened his spirits upon hearing these difficult cases.
Only after the case was over, Cheng Yao's stomach pain became worse. She couldn't hold back it for a while and started to hum.
Qian Heng's voice paused: "Does it hurt?"
Cheng Yao gritted her teeth: "En."
At this time, I'm afraid that Cheng Yao will not listen to the case again in pain.
After a short silence, Qian Heng's voice rang again.
He sang an English love song to Cheng Yao.
This is a lyrical, gentle old song, but the lyrics are gentle, full of love, and the nostalgic melody has a classic charm.
Although Qian Heng’s voice was a little unnaturally awkward at the beginning, his emotions gradually calmed down, as if he was afraid of disturbing Cheng Yao and arousing her stomachache again. Qian Heng’s voice was slightly lowered. Although it was low, it brought a strange tenderness. In the quiet night, Cheng Yao only felt at ease.
Qian Heng, who said that he would not sing to his girlfriend like a 20-year-old boy, sang a cappella one after another on the phone until he parked the car and rushed to the door of Chengyao’s house. Come down.
Although she tried her best to endure, when Qian Heng arrived, Cheng Yao was already a little confused in pain. She curled up on the bedside, in a cold sweat, and was hugged by Qian Heng. Then he felt his steady but hectic pace, and then the outdoor air, but did not feel cold, because Qian Heng wrapped her in a blanket before Huo Chengyao came out, and her neck was still around. Wearing the scarf he just took off.
Qian Heng has a kind of calming power, as long as he is there, it seems that there is nothing uncertain. Cheng Yao used to be afraid of relying too much on him, and often warned herself that even women should not always enjoy the preferential treatment of women, and should be more independent and strong.
And now she knows that in front of the people she likes, this independence and strength can sometimes be simply vulnerable. Because you know that in front of this person, you don't have to be able, don't pretend to be strong, or arm yourself.
It was cold late at night, but Qian Heng hugged Cheng Yao all the way, and took her to a private American clinic with good service but famous for being expensive.
The doctor didn't know which nationality he was from. Cheng Yao only heard Qian Heng talk to him about Cheng Yao's condition in a fluent and standard American voice. It was obvious that the two had known each other for a long time and were very familiar.
After understanding the general situation, the blond male doctor smiled gently at Cheng Yao: "Rateyourpainfrom1to10."
Cheng Yao looked at Qian Heng subconsciously.
Qian Heng held Cheng Yao's hand and said softly: "If the pain index is arranged from low to high from 1 to 10, how much pain do you feel now?"
...
In the end, relying on Qian Heng's humanoid interpreter, Cheng Yao completed the communication with the foreign doctor, and learned of his condition from Qian Heng's mouth.
Acute gastroenteritis.

It’s not too serious. You don’t need to drink water, just take a little medicine and slowly recuperate. Try to stay in bed and drink plenty of electrolyte drinks to prevent dehydration. You should have a light diet for at least half a month. It’s best to eat liquid or semi-liquid things. ."
Cheng Yao watched Qian Heng swipe her card to pay. She only glanced at the bill and even looked at the pain. She was shocked: "This is a mild acute gastroenteritis, it is not an intractable disease, and there are few medicines. But even if you include the registration fee, you have to pay 800 yuan???" She is very regretful, "Why don't you take me to a public hospital? Public hospitals use medical insurance to estimate that the fees are only a fraction of private hospitals..."
"Now there are only emergency departments in public hospitals at this point. Emergency doctors may not be so good at coping with stomach pain. Raymond is very professional in stomach problems. I was relieved when he saw it."
"I just have a stomachache, and it's not a big problem. 80% of it is because I ate too much hot pot before. And don't worry if you buy it for 800 yuan, it's too expensive!"
At this time, Cheng Yao's pain had been relieved a lot, and she was now lying on Qian Heng's back and walking towards the parking lot with his back.
However, when Cheng Yao said casually, Qian Heng paused. His voice was low but serious: "Cheng Yao, your problem is no small problem for me."
Cheng Yao was suddenly embarrassed. She subconsciously buried her face in Qian Heng's scarf and lay on Qian Heng's back, only feeling her face hot.
"I will buy it for 8,000 yuan," Qian Heng said seriously, "Anyway, the last thing I lack is money."
Such words...This kind of words sounds really shy...Cheng Yao buried her face in the scarf even more, but while she was shy, it sounded weirdly sweet...
Qian Heng feels good about himself, and sometimes he is really touching.
Stripping off the shell of his duplicity, Cheng Yao knew that she was cared about, and cared very, very much.
Just sitting in the car on the return journey, Cheng Yao felt a little sad: "In fact, it's really a small problem. You see, sometimes the stomachache is like this. It's just fine after a while. I don't feel that pain now." She regrets. "It would be fine if I didn't call you. I don't know that it's better now."
Qian Heng's villa went to where he lived, and he didn't know how fast Qian Heng could drive it to get there in 15 minutes. He hadn't slept when he answered the phone, presumably he hadn't finished his work yet.
"I'm actually quite happy."
"what?"
Qian Heng held the steering wheel and said naturally, "Because the first person you think of is me."
Cheng Yao was stunned to react. She suddenly felt that the temperature of the air conditioner in Qian Heng's car was a bit high, making people feel that their cheeks were hot: "But it hurts you to not finish your work, so you have to work overtime... "
"You are more important."
"Yep?"
"Work is more important than you."
Cheng Yao's cheeks were not only hot, she felt that the palms of her hands were also warming up, but Qian Heng still didn't let her go.
He glanced at Cheng Yao who was in the co-pilot, his voice calm and calm, as if he was explaining some legal terms, but what he said made Cheng Yao almost want to cover his face
"I want to be the first person you think of when you encounter difficulties."
In an instant, Cheng Yao only felt that a splendid firework exploded in her heart. A man like Qian Heng could always sullen his face and say love words in such a serious manner. It seemed calm and cold, but in this cold feeling. But it contains a huge fire that no one else can perceive.
At this time, Cheng Yao felt that her fingers hanging beside her were lightly touched by something.
It was a cool finger with a tentative fingertip, and then a whole palm. Qian Heng's hand stretched over and held Cheng Yao's, his slender fingers separated Cheng Yao's fingers and clasped her.
And Qian Heng's voice is as serious as ever: "My hands are a bit cold, warm me up."
If it weren't for his reddish ears, I would really think that he really meant nothing literally.