Lu Yao saw that she was about to go out with her bag, put down the half-painted oil painting in her hand, and couldn't help but speak: "Where are you going?"

Nan Ci: "Mrs. Qin, my mother is hospitalized in the capital hospital, I want to go and see it." ”

Lu Yao's brows twisted slightly, too lazy to take care of her.

The servants of the Qin family were accustomed to seeing the wind and rudder, treating her like a plague, and no driver was willing to drive her.

Nan Ci took a taxi to the hospital and was happy.

Forty minutes later, the taxi stopped downstairs at the hospital.

The window of the ward on the fifth floor was still billowing smoke, and the firefighters were doing their best to put out the fire.

In the yellow and white cordon, several corpses were tightly covered with white cloths.

Nan Ci's little face gradually turned as white as paper, and there was a sharp sound in his head.

Her mother is still in the hospital room on the fifth floor!

"Mom!" Nan Ci cried out heartbreakingly, only to feel like he couldn't breathe.

Without saying a word, she was about to rush into the fire, but was stopped by the police.

She showed her ID and confirmed her identity, and the police spoke.

"Miss Nan, after preliminary judgment, the cause of the accident was a gas explosion in the kitchen of the VIP ward. ”

"The place where the incident happened was the ward where Ms. Song Qiutang was, and her survival rate was basically zero. ”

"Please identify Ling Tang's body. ”

Nan Ci endured the turbulent waves in her chest, and every time she confirmed that a corpse was not Song Qiutang, she was lucky.

Until......

She saw the severed arm and stump wrapped in a white cloth on the ground, the scorched bones of the ring finger, and a wedding ring.

For as long as Nan Ci can remember, Song Qiutang has never taken off the wedding ring, and there will be no mistake.

On Nan Ci's face, all the blood faded clean in an instant, and something fishy sweet poured into his throat.

How so?!

A few days ago, she finally persuaded her mother to accept Song Qiunong's bone marrow, and Song Qiutang said that even if she was a daughter for Nan Ci, she would live well.

The rain was getting heavier, and in the sound of the heavy rain hitting the ground, Nan Ci's brain was blank.

Nan Ci got into the police car, and when she arrived at the police station, she was soaking wet.

After making the transcript, Nan Ci came out of the transcription room and saw Qin Yubei who came in a hurry.

The man who has always had a habit of cleanliness, and his leather shoes were stained with rain and cement, so he took the long coat in Rong You's hand and gave Nan Ci a hood.

Qin Yubei clenched Nan Ci's cold hand and pulled the person into his arms, as if he wanted to give her some warmth.

When I came out of the police station after completing all the formalities, the blue sky had been dyed rust-colored.

The cause of the accident is still being investigated by the police, and the news of the explosion in the hospital has made headlines in major media.

Nan Ci stared at the ground numbly, and for a long time, she tilted her head to look at Qin Yubei, who was standing side by side, and her voice was hoarse.

"The amputated arm, hasn't the forensic doctor done the appraisal yet?"

Rong He drove the car over and pulled the car door for Nanci, he was stunned.

"Miss Nan, didn't you mean the wedding ring on that hand...... Is it really your mother's ring?"

Nan Ci's eyes were Ling Ran, and his bloodshot eyes looked at him.

"With one hand, I believe that this is my mother, and she won't just leave me, no way!"

"Ronghe, find a way to do a paternity test. Qin Yubei's thin lips twitched, and his voice was very soft, but it had a loud taste.

Rong and his head were raised, and he soon invited a private doctor to collect Nan Ci's blood.

In the days of waiting for the identification results, night and day alternated, but Nan Ci couldn't sleep for a minute.

If the arm is really Song Qiutang's, that's it......

Nan Ci's eyes narrowed slightly, even if it wasn't ...... And go out of the funeral as usual.

If the stump arm is not Song Qiutang's, but the wedding ring is worn on the finger, it means that someone wants to create the illusion of her death.

Qin Yubei and Nanci didn't say it thoroughly, but they already had a clear heart.

A few days later, on the day of Song Qiutang's funeral, an appraisal report was sent to Nan Ci.

She swept the words "non-mother-daughter relationship" at a glance, and couldn't help but tremble.

Nan Ci's hand in the pocket of his jacket squeezed the appraisal report tightly.

Mom is still alive, but ...... Where is she, and why is she faking her death?

Song Qiunong saw her thoughtful appearance, and stepped forward in a black dress, holding a bouquet of white flowers in her hand, her eyes were dark.

"The police have already decided on the accident, what are you still obsessed with? Be your wealthy wife, isn't it?"

These days, Nan quit sleeplessly, going back and forth between the police station and the identification agency.

Nan Ci's little face was like frost, and he confronted Song Qiunong: "Ms. Song really thinks that my mother's death was an accident?"

Her black and white eyes are like a black hole in the depths of hell, revealing a terrifying hatred.

Song Qiunong was stared at by her, and subconsciously wanted to step back, "What do you mean?"

Nan Ci smoothed the slightly wrinkled black armband, "It's nothing." ”

After some temptation, the seeds of doubt multiplied and multiplied in Nanci's heart.

If she usually questioned like this, Song Qiunong's slap would have been thrown up a long time ago.

Today's Song Chunong is very abnormal!

After she married into the Qin family, if her mother died...... Song Chunong doesn't have to donate bone marrow to her, does he?

After the cremation and burial of the stump arm, when Nan Ci got into Qin Yubei's car, it was already late.

The huge city was brightly lit, and the flying lights fell on Nan Cisu's little face, and she looked cold.

Qin Yubei's fingertips on his knees tightened, "Aren't you tired?"

After several days of sleeplessness, Nan Ci's physical fitness reached the limit, and he couldn't react a little, "What?"

"It's still the same, you don't leave any room for vulnerability, aren't you tired?"

Qin Yubei's voice had no temperature, and his delicate and deep facial features were so cold that there was no trace of fireworks.

The girl leaned against the corner of the back compartment, sleepy and unaware of the "same old age".

Qin Yubei glanced at her, unbuttoned his coat, and put his coat on her.

When Nan Ci leaned on Qin Yubei's shoulder and slept groggy, he received a call from his agent Xu Xin.

"Resign, the head office thinks that your performance is too poor, and I haven't received a notice for most of the year, and I want to terminate the contract with you. ”

Xu Jing and Nan Ci have known each other for so many years, and their relationship is quite deep, and they don't want to make her mother's pain worse.

However, she kept up with her boss and argued too many times...... I can't stand it.

Nan Ci sat up straight, drowsy and drowsy, pinching the phone in one hand, and handing him Qin Yubei's coat with the other.

"I'll be back to the studio tomorrow. ”

Qin Yubei's face was light and breezy, but the temperature in the car dropped several degrees when Nan Ci's voice fell.

Nan Ci hasn't closed his eyes for three days and three nights, and when he returned to the studio, did he think about working to death?

Nan Ci's kung fu was empty, and the phone had already fallen into Qin Yubei's hands.

"Come to Dingsheng tomorrow, give your artists, and sign the contract of the image spokesperson of Dingsheng Times Group. ”

Nan Ci was stunned for a moment, and the phone hung up with a "snap" and returned to her hand.

Xu Xin on the other end of the phone completely blew up, and sent a string of messages in a bombardment manner, and the mobile phone kept ringing.

Rong You's hand holding the steering wheel trembled, and he glanced at Qin Yubei through the rearview mirror with some surprise.

The annual image spokesperson of the heyday is either an international celebrity or a first-line star.

The president never cares about the small things endorsed by the group, which is ......

I want to find a place for Miss Nan.

Nan Ci pursed her lower lip, and she spoke, her face calm and light.

"Husband, you don't need to do this for me, I can do it alone. ”

The word husband came out of her mouth, not like an intimate couple, but more like a boss who called herself.

Qin Yubei sat beside her, turning over the big hand that signed the document and stiffened.

"It's okay if you're down, but you can't let me fall in value. ”

In other words, the wife of the president in the heyday was terminated without receiving the notice, and the price was dropped!

Nan Ci: "......" This husband's mouth is really poisonous.

However, she is like a street rat in the entertainment industry, and Xu quietly opened the skylight with her for more than half a year.

Nan Ci still has a studio team to support, celebrities spend a lot of money, and it is money to buy a car and hire an assistant, and she doesn't have much savings now.

Qin Yubei's move was a relief in the snow, and he didn't want to embarrass her too much.

"Thank you, husband. Nan Ci is disrespectful, but his heart is full of incredulity.

Prosperous Times Group is the leading business empire in China.

can see that Qin Yubei made a direct decision and set her appearance as the spokesperson of the group......

Previously, Rong and called him president, he was ...... The president of the heyday?

Nan Ci's eyes widened, and the shock in his heart continued all the way until Rong He drove the car into the parking lot of the Qin family's mansion.

After entering the Qin family, Lu Yao saw Qin Yubei and Nanci coming together, his eyebrows twisted, and his words were straightforward.

"Go wash away the bad luck from your body. ”

Nan bowed his head and turned upstairs without sadness or joy.

Rong You's execution is very strong, and he drafted a spokesperson contract in Qin Yubei's study that night and asked Nan Qi to sign it.

The next day, when Xu quietly went to Dingsheng to sign the contract, he got the spokesperson contract for Nan Ci's name, and his fingers were trembling.

She stepped on her high heels and came out of the heyday building with her feet in the wind.

Xu quietly reddened his eyes and shouted a voice into the WeChat group of Nanci Studio.

"Who the dares to fire Nan Ci, I'll fight with him!"

After sending it, she sent a message to Nan Ci privately with a little doubt.

"Resign, what do you have to do with the top management of the heyday, so that they can choose you to endorse you?"

When Nan Ci swiped the news, she was sitting in the car back to Nan's house, and a light smile silently appeared on the corner of her lips.

Because of Song Qiutang's matter, her return to the door was delayed for a long time.

The Nan family and the Qin family were originally a political marriage, and no one cared about it at all, so she was the only one who returned to the door.

Rong He wanted to call Qin Yubei to inform him, but he was also stopped by her.

A contract marriage, there is no need to be so grand, Qin Yubei even gave her a black card, and she didn't ask for anything more.

She didn't like the Nan family, but she ...... Gotta go back.

Nan Ci intuitively felt that Song Qiutang's fake death was inseparable from Song Qiunong.

She had to continue to deal with the family, thinking of making the truth about Song Qiutang's matter surface.

As soon as he walked to the door of Nan's house, Nan Ci heard Nan Ruosu's arrogant voice from inside.

"Mom, Song Qiutang's ashes are all buried, why are you still holding her and Dad's wedding rings? ”