When Lu Qian woke up, the empty space next to the bed was empty, and the clothes under the air conditioner were gone.

He knew that Zuo Lin should be gone.

……

At night, the lights are dim. In the cold night sky, there is not a single glimmer of stars.

Song Nanqiao drove to the hospital.

I got out of the car and went into my father's hospital room, but he was not there.

Mom wasn't there, either.

A heart, beating hard in an instant.

"Miss nurse, let me ask, what about the patients in this ward, and the family members who accompany them?"

"Here!"

The gentle voice was unusually clear in the empty hallway.

Zhang Meiling hugged her husband and walked towards her.

"Mom, why did you come out with Dad?"

Without waiting for Song's mother to speak, Song Haotian answered first.

"What's the matter, when did your dad get so weak that he couldn't go out?"

"No, it's okay, but you're too scary. ”

She patted her chest in fear, God knows how flustered she was when her father was not in the ward.

"Let's go, help your dad in. ”

Zhang Meiling seemed to have just cried, she pulled her daughter's hand and turned her back.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Song Nanqiao sensitively found that something was wrong, and his hanging heart became more and more uneasy.

"I'll go to the bathroom, and you help your dad in first. ”

Zhang Meiling shook her head and smiled, she looked carefully to make sure that there was really nothing wrong, and then helped Song Haotian into the ward.

Not long after, Zhang Meiling came back.

"Dad, I brought you something delicious, I heard the doctor say, because it is a cerebral infarction, it is best not to eat greasy sweets, but I can give you some bird's nest, try it, it is an old shop in the south of the city." ”

Song Nanqiao opened the gift box, it was all freshly cooked, and it tasted just right.

"Well, yes, Meiling, you can try it too. ”

Song Haotian looked at his wife standing at the door, beckoned, and a kind smile spread on his face.

Zhang Meiling took a bite of his spoon.

"Well, my daughter has a heart. ”

"Of course I have a heart, and it's not one, it's two. ”

She smiled and brought another bowl.

The old couple looked at each other and smiled.

"Look, I'll just say, intimate little padded jacket. ”

Song Haotian saw that she had something to say, "Qiaoqiao, do you have something to ask me?"

Song Nanqiao was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

Simply told him a few words about the case he wanted to develop, looked at his thoughtful expression, bit his lip, and didn't know if it was feasible.

"Dad, I know that in the business field, I belong to the novice rookie, although I have ideas, but I will never go my own way, I always remember that I am the president of the Song Group first, is Song Nanqiao, responsibility, interests, and finally my own preferences, happy. So, I hope you can give me advice. ”

"Your project is indeed worth investing in. ”

Song Haotian frowned, and when he looked at his daughter, he smiled with satisfaction, "This is what you think?"

Song Nanqiao's eyes smiled, nodded lightly, and after a while, she understood what her father meant, and suddenly felt that she couldn't cry or laugh, she pointed to herself and looked at her father.

"Do you think I can't come up with this case?"

Is she that untrustworthy?

Even her father felt that this kind of thought should not appear to her.

Thinking about his inaction in the past, his heart was helpless.

"Haha, my daughter has grown up, and it's really time for my father to abdicate. ”

Song Haotian slapped his thigh happily, and looked at Song Nanqiao in front of him with a pair of tiger eyes, satisfied.

"Okay, yes, it's worthy of my Song Haotian's daughter. In the future, all the things of the company will be up to you, so you don't have to ask me again. ”

Well?

She frowned and looked at her father, "Can you trust me?"

"Why can't you believe it? Isn't the Song Group better under your leadership and management than when I was in power? Qiaoqiao, be confident in yourself, Dad will always support you. ”

She was noncommittal.

"All this is the foundation laid by my father, I just follow the steps, I can do today, I never think that it is my own ability. ”

"That's because my daughter is worth it! Qiaoqiao, you just need to remember that whether it is a shopping mall or a love field, the opponent who lives in your heart will always be yourself! Song is the one who establishes the rules, but it is impossible to break through blindly following the rules. Only by realizing the "let me go" after transcendence, can we become a real capable person. ”

"Yes, Dad, I know. ”

After talking to her father for a while, she watched him get tired before leaving.

This kind of small day is hard in the ordinary, but she likes it very much.

As soon as I got home, there was an inexplicable smell of perfume in the house.

She was born with a sensitivity to color and taste, which is Chanel's.

One of the flavors she had never used before.

The fragrance of this gardenia.

"Hello, Miss Song, I didn't expect you to come back so late. ”

Wei Ya walked down from the stairs, raised her eyebrows, and with a teasing smile on her pretty little face under the delicate makeup, she gently raised her soft pancreas and moved her fingers slightly.

At her house!

Come down upstairs!

Such a chic way to say hello!

The corners of Song Nanqiao's mouth showed sneer, "I should ask Miss Wei Ya about this, how can you say that she is also a star, she appeared at my house so late, and then said that I returned late, what is the reason?"

Wei Ya squinted at her phoenix eyes.

Walked up to her step by step, "Miss Song, guess what, what can I come here for at night?"

"me man?"

Her chin was lifted slightly, and her eyes met without shying away from it.

Wei Ya raised her eyebrows, looking slightly surprised.

"How? Are you scared?"

Song Nanqiao's smile deepened, and she looked at her delicate face with contempt.

"You're not the first, and you're not the last. ”

She said as she pulled a card out of her bag.

"It's 100,000 yuan, is it good to pay for hard work?"

In an instant, Wei Ya's face changed sharply.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Literally! Miss Via, if she had no problem with her comprehension, should be able to understand it. ”

"Song Nanqiao, I'll give you face, don't go too far, who is so worthless, you want to send me 100,000 yuan?"

Song Nanqiao sneered, looked upstairs, and put one hand in his pocket, Tang Jingze, who didn't know how long he had been standing on it and watching the play.

"Did you hear that, 100,000 yuan can't be sent away, your one-time refreshment is already so valuable, what should I do? Do you want to come down and do it yourself, I don't have time to wipe your ass every day." ”

As soon as these words fell, she went straight upstairs.

didn't pay attention to Wei Ya on the side at all.

Don't even bother to say a word.

Wei Ya was furious, and when she turned around, she noticed Tang Jingze upstairs, all the anger was swallowed, followed by an innocent smile.

"I didn't mean that, I mean, Miss Song took money to humiliate this feeling, it's an insult!"

He didn't say a word, just glanced at her indifferently.

Turned around and went back to the study.

Looking at the two of them, one left and one right, Wei Ya gritted her teeth, neither up nor down, and glanced at the bags on the sofa.

She went down, picked it up fiercely, and left angrily.

I secretly made a note in my heart of her humiliation today.

Sooner or later, it will all be returned!

Tang Jingze looked at the door quietly, she didn't come, and there was no sound at all.

The long legs stepped through the door of the study and went straight inside.