Song Jia could tell, he was really angry.

However, she didn’t really care, flicked her hair, "Alright, I’m leaving."

She reached out her slender fingers and poked the spot where he placed the photo, laughing softly, "Matchmade success."

Chen Ming’s face looked a bit grim.

Song Jia put on her shoes and left without looking back.

As she left, the door closed softly, Chen Ming’s face turned even grimmer... just now, he almost took it seriously.

Actually, he did take it seriously, but she still treated it as a joke.

He suddenly felt like smoking, suddenly thought of the man named Bo Qing.

In her heart, she could never forget that man, could she!

Indeed, such an elegant man, if he were a woman, he wouldn’t forget either, even though that man never cared about her.

And he, Chen Ming, is just a rough guy, to her, what does he count for, just someone she can toy with. When she’s bored she comes to tease, and when she doesn’t want to pay attention, tells him she doesn’t like him.

Screw it, I’m done serving you.

Chen Ming was still angry; the door opened, he thought it was a nurse and said annoyedly, "Come back later, I’m not in a good mood."

But at the door, it wasn’t a nurse, but Song Jia.

Song Jia closed the door, leaning against the door panel, it took Chen Ming a moment to realize something was wrong, looked up, and wow, it was her again.

He sneered, "My hand is hurt, Miss Song, you’ve got the wrong person."

His words were quite unpleasant, his tone wasn’t good either, but Song Jia didn’t mind, and said straightforwardly, "Give me money."

"What do you need money for?" He spoke in a rough voice but still took out his wallet.

Song Jia remained upright, "I didn’t bring my phone, I don’t have money for a cab either."

Chen Ming pulled out a few hundred yuan notes and tossed them to the end of the bed, "Take them and go quickly, my mom might bring a future daughter-in-law to see me, better avoid suspicion."

Song Jia unceremoniously picked up the money, then snatched his wallet again.

Chen Ming glared at her, "Four hundred isn’t enough for a cab?"

"No." She opened the wallet, then her gaze froze.

In the wallet’s compartment, there was a black-and-white still photo... It was none other than Song Jia herself.

She stared at it for a while, then moved her gaze to his face, with questions in her eyes.

And a hint of teasing.

Chen Ming was extremely uncomfortable, "I’m a fan, can’t I be?"

"Of course, you can." Song Jia smiled faintly, then took out the matchmaking photo from his pocket, swapped it out, and took her own photo away.

"Hey." Chen Ming was slightly lacking in confidence, his handsome face a bit red.

Song Jia bent down, her lips almost touching his, whispering softly, "Captain Chen, your behavior isn’t very good, if your future wife finds out, it won’t be good. If I, this wicked woman, seduce you, it’s hard to avoid misunderstandings."

Chen Ming watched her leave, fuming madly.

He had a feeling that, though she clearly disliked Gu Anxi, her actions were becoming more and more like Gu Anxi’s, and she didn’t even realize it herself. Ha, she ultimately became the person she hated.

Chen Ming let out a breath, then lay there for quite a while, the nurse finally came over, surprisingly brought not only medicine but also a breakfast, quite surprising.

Chen Ming felt slightly better, as the nurse was giving him the IV drip, she smiled and said, "Miss Song specifically asked me to, she went two blocks further to buy from that famous breakfast shop for you, Captain Chen."

Chen Ming was taken aback.

It was Song Jia who bought it?