"I've come to bring you breakfast. "Look around again, where is Assistant Chen?"

Breakfast?

Song Yifan put down the newspaper in his hand and smiled dumbly, "Chen Qi helped me buy breakfast." ”

Mo Beichen couldn't help but secretly rejoice, "Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise the porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork I boiled would not be useful." ”

As he spoke, he unzipped the cloth bag and took out the insulated bucket.

Song Yifan put down the newspaper in his hand and glanced at the thermos bucket on the cabinet with interest

"Did you boil?"

Song Yifan's unbelievable expression made it seem as if she couldn't boil porridge!

"yes, I woke up early this morning. This porridge is slowly simmered in a casserole with low heat, and then preserved eggs and lean meat foam are added when it is almost ready. It's fragrant!"

Mo Beichen said as he unscrewed the lid of the thermos bucket and fanned it with his hand.

Song Yifan saw that she was trying her best to prove her appearance, and there was an inexplicable feeling rippling in his heart, and he pretended to exert force and took a breath.

Laughing: "Hmm... Sure enough, it was very fragrant, and I was hungry when I smelled it. ”

The effort to make porridge early in the morning seemed to be like a thief, and it seemed that it was not in vain.

Mo Beichen hurriedly took out the spoon prepared in advance, scooped a bowl, and cleaned up the small table in front of Song Yifan.

Then put the porridge in front of him, "Since you're all hungry, taste it!"

Song Yifan injured his left hand, but eating had no effect.

After picking up the spoon for a while, he swept away the porridge in front of him, and then said to Mo Beichen: "Another bowl!"

When Mo Beichen's hand stretched out to take the bowl was still in mid-air, the door was pushed open with a squeak.

subconsciously thought it was Chen Qi.

When he turned around, he was about to ask, "Assistant Chen, are you back...?"

The figure at the door was clearly not Chen Qi, but a woman with a bag.

Suddenly, I only heard Song Yifan shouting here, "Mom, why are you here?"

Mom, Mrs. Song?

Mo Beichen's mind suddenly couldn't turn around, he blinked vigorously, and saw clearly the woman who walked in in the backlight, and saw clearly, it was really Mrs. Song!

Mrs. Song stepped on her high heels and walked to Song Yifan's hospital bed and stood still.

Mo Beichen couldn't help but glance at it silently, her skin and figure were well maintained, and there seemed to be no difference from the first time I saw her five years ago.

If I have to say a little different, it is that under the precipitation of the years, the graceful and atmospheric temperament of a wealthy lady on her body has become more obvious.

Mo Beichen pinched the empty bowl just now in his hand, and shouted with a little weakness, "Hello Mrs. Song!"

When Mrs. Song heard the voice, she moved her eyes to Mo Beichen's body.

She frowned slightly, as if she had fallen into a memory, and then raised her eyebrows lightly: "Miss Mo?"

"Yes. Mo Beichen smiled and nodded slightly.

Although Mrs. Song still had a smile on her face, her tone involuntarily revealed a trace of coldness.

"Long time no see, why is Miss Mo here?"

Mo Beichen just wanted to speak, but Song Yifan took over.

"Mom, Beichen is my friend, I heard that I was hospitalized, so I came to see me. ”

Friend? When Mrs. Song heard these two words, she frowned slightly unconsciously.

Then he turned around and swept Song Yifan from top to bottom, "The dignified young master of the Song family, shouldn't it be because of this friend of yours that you made yourself look like this?"

Song Yifan hurriedly cleared up, "Mom, where did you think of it, my injury has nothing to do with Beichen." It's just that I met an unreasonable person, and I just tried a few times. ”

When Mrs. Song heard this, she put her satchel at the head of Song Yifan's bed and sat down next to the bed.

Glancing at him, "Not the best." ”

Song Yifan accompanied him with a smile, "Mom, how did you know that I was in the hospital?"

Mrs. Song was just about to speak, but she glanced at Mo Beichen next to her and swallowed her words again.

After Mo Beichen reacted, he immediately put the bowl in his hand back on the bedside table, then bowed slightly and said, "Mrs. Song, Mr. Song, I'll go out first, you guys talk slowly!"

Then he hurriedly walked out the door.

Behind him, Mrs. Song's voice gradually sounded again.

"You haven't been home for so long, I'll go see you in the apartment. As a result, Aunt Gu said that you are on a business trip, and it is still a week, so I know that it is not so simple. ”

"I really can't hide anything from you!" Song Yifan's tone was very helpless.

......

Mo Beichen walked out of the ward, and then turned around and closed the door for them, so that the mother and son could talk quietly.

Five years ago, I also visited the Song Mansion once, and that time was Mrs. Song's birthday. still remembers that Song Yifan gave his mother a very rare bracelet at that time.

Mrs. Song was very happy.

Come to think of it, their mother-son relationship should be excellent. Otherwise, Song Yifan would not have tried his best to please his mother.

This time he was hospitalized, and Song Yifan wanted to hide it from Aunt Gu, because he was afraid that Mrs. Song would be worried if she found out.

Mo Beichen stood guard in front of the door of the ward while looking at the scenery in the distance, so that the mother and son would not be disturbed casually.

After about 20 minutes, the door behind her squeaked, and Mrs. Song walked out from behind the door with her bag.

Are you ready to leave?

Mo Beichen hurriedly took half a step to the side and said with a smile: "Goodbye, Mrs. Song!"

Mrs. Song suddenly stopped, looked at her and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Miss Mo, let's talk?"

And me? Mo Beichen pointed to the tip of his nose in surprise.

Mrs. Song walked forward quietly.

......

On the rooftop of the VIP inpatient building, Mo Beichen looked at Mrs. Song, who was facing away from her and didn't speak for a long time, and rubbed her hands stiffly.

"I don't know what happened to Mrs. Song when you came to me?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Song slowly turned around, looked at her with direct eyes, and said, "Miss Mo, are you planning to have a relationship with my son now?"

Contact?

It seems that Song Yifan did not tell Mrs. Song about their upcoming marriage, so when she saw herself in the ward, Mrs. Song would ask if she was dating.

But that's right, this time she and Song Yifan plan to get the certificate secretly, not in the real sense of marriage. When Rarity returns, they will quietly go through the divorce.

Therefore, it is reasonable for Song Yifan not to say it to Mrs. Song.

"Mrs. Song, about this matter, I think it would be more appropriate for you to ask Mr. Song for verification?"

Since Song Yifan didn't plan to tell his mother about their marriage, it was even more inconvenient for him to say anything more at this time. Maybe Song Yifan has his own plans.

Madame Song was slightly annoyed by her evasion of answering.

"Miss Mo, when Yifan took you to see me for the first time five years ago, I used to think you were a well-behaved girl. But I didn't expect you to be quite deep in the city, and you didn't succeed with Yifan, so you turned around and found a backer like the Xuan family. It's just that you don't know how to be content when you have the Xuan family as a backer, and you have to be involved with the men outside. Don't think that what you did five years ago will be forgotten if no one mentions it now. ”

What happened five years ago?

Before Mo Beichen could explain, Mrs. Song spoke again: "Mo Beichen, if you are dating my son now, then I advise you to stop it as soon as possible! Even if my son is divorced now, the Lin family is also a famous family. And you? Your past will only bring shame to the Song family's reputation. So, lest Miss Mo fall too deep, I advise you to leave Yifan as soon as possible?"

It seems that even after so many years, the derailment turmoil five years ago still has a huge impact on her.

Mo Beichen squeezed his palm fiercely and bent his lips reluctantly, "Mrs. Song, there may be some misunderstanding here." I think..."

Mrs. Song raised her hand impatiently and stopped her.

"You don't have to explain, and I don't want to hear it. What I said today, Miss Mo might as well think about it after she goes back. I know my son, I know his temper, and I can't change what he decides. But Miss Mo, you can't be so selfish, you can't just think about yourself, you have to think about it for us, can you?"

Consider for Song Yifan?

When it comes to getting married, she hasn't thought about Song Yifan. It was precisely because she was afraid of causing him trouble that she did not agree when Song Yifan first proposed to get the certificate.

However, after Hyun Joon-ho's phone call, she suddenly changed her mind.

She's a defenseless woman, for herself, for Rarity's sake. Her best way at the moment is to rely on Song Yifan's strength to help her, isn't it?

She also suspected that her approach was too selfish, but Song Yifan's words dispelled her concerns. The matter of their marriage is more like a battle between two people in an alliance, a help between friends.

Although she couldn't be sure, among them, Song Yifan was mixed with other feelings.

Mrs. Song saw that Mo Beichen gradually fell silent, thinking that she was moved by her words.

So he said: "What I said, please Miss Mo think about it carefully, our Song family can't afford to lose this person in Jin City! I advise you to leave us a little far, otherwise I will not rule out using other means to let you leave Jin City!"

After speaking, Mrs. Song gathered her hair that was blown up by the wind, and left gracefully.

Mo Beichen's thoughts pulled back from his contemplation, and he hurriedly nodded slightly towards her back, "Mrs. Song, go slowly!"

After Mrs. Song left, only Mo Beichen was left alone on the rooftop.

In the autumn weather, a breeze struck, caressing every inch of bare skin on the body, making the pores of the whole person open, and even the spirit was much clearer.

The words that Mrs. Song said seemed to be still hovering in her ears.

Miss Mo, you can't be so selfish!

You can't be so selfish......

Selfish?

She just wants to be with Rarity in school, grow up with Rarity, and grow up with Rarity. Watch her get married and have children, like every most ordinary mother.

But why is it so hard?

"Hum-hum" The mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly, interrupting Mo Beichen's thoughts.

When I took it out, it was Song Yifan's phone.

Mrs. Song is gone, and Chen Qi has not returned. It must have been that he needed some help.

Mo Beichen hurriedly stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket and went downstairs with a pout.