Walking out of the hospital gate, it was already late at night, the air was filled with the smell of fireworks, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard in the distance.

Huo Sanye hugged the little girl and walked slowly, "I asked the doctor, and said that Old Man Song is old, heart attack is a relatively common thing, avoid anger and be anxious, and his body will slowly improve." There is one thing he didn't say, the possibility of getting better is very slim, if it is stimulated again, it may ......

Song Ci let out a low "um".

The heart is empty, and there is no place to implement it.

She once complained about him for a long time, complained that he was free-range, complained that he didn't know people clearly, and even complained that he was a tiger, and he only had the Song Group in his eyes. She didn't know why the Song family was so important, so important that even she could be sent out of the country, ignoring it.

"What are you thinking?" Huo Sanye gathered his coat for Song Ci, squatted down and pulled the zipper, and the long black down jacket wrapped the girl's whole body.

Song Ci stood in place, lowered his head and looked at the man who was squatting in front of him staring at him, there was worry in his eyes, and he said sullenly through the mask: "Uncle Huo, I don't like Song. ”

Just because the Song family was left by her mother, she was engraved with the seal of the successor of the Song family from birth, and after becoming literate, she was required to learn to manage the company, and was forced to read the account books, and her life was the successor of the Song family in the eyes of the old man Song.

She can't have dreams or hobbies, everything is for the Song family's service. She is not Song Ci, she is Song Jingyu's stand-in.

"With me, you just have to do what you love. You go and punish the evil, and I will take care of the rest. Huo Heng's dark eyes were full of pampering and indulgence.

"Can I?" Song Ci looked at the man in front of him a little blankly, and the confusion in his eyes made Huo Heng feel distressed.

His little girl shouldn't have this kind of look, she can be cold, she can be indifferent, she can be enchanting, she can be innocent, she can be uninhibited, she can be presumptuous, but she can't be at a loss.

The man looked into the girl's eyes seriously and said affirmatively, "Yes." I'm here. ”

I am willing to overcome all obstacles for your freedom.

Song Ci's eyes gradually regained their clarity, and he rubbed the man's head with a soft expression, and his hard short hair pierced the girl's palm, feeling a little **, and said to the man: "Go home." ”

"Good. "*** got up, straightened out the slightly wrinkled clothes, took the girl's slightly cool hand, and we went home.

The car was on the road, the minute hand pointed to 12, and the streets and alleys were full of smiling pedestrians, who gathered happily in the square, watching the Chinese flag slowly rising under the leadership of the escort team, and the blood was surging.

Passers-by who were strangers to each other all exchanged sincere wishes and said "Happy New Year" and "Wishing you prosperity" with joy.

Every corner of the city is filled with joy and laughter.

Huo Heng, who was driving, took out a red envelope from the pocket of the car, handed it to the girl who was pondering, and said casually: "New Year's money." ”

Song Ci, who was interrupted and stunned, raised his head and hooked the corners of his lips, "I'm already an adult," saying that, Song Ci still drew red envelopes from men from the hands of good people.

The man rubbed the girl's soft hair and said with a smile: "You will always be my little girl." ”

Open the red envelope, well, if you insist on saying that it is a red envelope, in fact, this is a large red envelope, open the envelope, inside is a plate of paper, Song Ci raised his eyebrows, "This is?"

"Look at it," the man raised his chin haughtily, motioning for the girl to open it and take a look.

The paper is the first to print into the eye is the "house sale contract" a few big words, look down, is the purchase contract of the Desheng office building, the purchaser is Song Ci.

"You can move both the Liberty Group and the Liberty Studio, Desheng is only a few hundred meters away from Media Asia, and you can change the name to Liberty Building if you want. Huo Heng opened his mouth to explain.

"The previous office was not bad," Song Ci folded the paper silently, she understood how much weight the fluttering pages were. It may not be enough to describe every inch of land, the location of Media Asia itself is located in the central area of Kyoto, and Desheng is naturally ridiculously expensive, and the price will only be beyond your imagination.

At the beginning, their studio was established and chose to be around the elevated highway because of limited funds, and the rent of Desheng to rent a one-story office was about 20 million a year, not to mention the purchase of a whole building.

Her Uncle Huo is really ...... Generously, "Thank you." Song Ci raised her eyebrows slightly, she could almost imagine the scene when Luo Qi learned the news and hugged her and called her father.

Huo Heng smiled, "It's good if you like it." "In this way, he can commute to work with his wife in the future, without having to go around the city for half a circle, which is really troublesome.

Back to Jinxiu is already the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the community greening are hung with red and bright small lanterns, and there are two large lanterns printed with New Year's dolls hanging in front of each house, and the red lights are intertwined with the orange of the street lamps, depicting the taste of the New Year.

The vigil Zhongbo and the cook were watching TV in the living room, and suddenly the door was opened, Zhongbo looked over, this look is incredible, how did the third master of his family kidnap Miss Song? It was still Chinese New Year's Eve.

The chef also immediately went to the kitchen to cook some food for the two masters.

"Happy New Year, Miss Song!" Zhongbo's heart was turbulent, and he was not shocked on the surface but also smiled.

Huo Sanye glanced at the smiling and kind uncle coldly, and reminded him, "This is Madame." ”

Uncle Zhong nodded kindly, "Happy New Year, Madam!" The voice fell, and the whole person froze.

Seeing that the third master hugged Miss Song to the restaurant, Uncle Zhong hadn't come back to his senses, his ears were a little tinnitus, his eyes were a little black, and his heartbeat was a little faster.

So, what the third master said at the press conference is married, isn't it fake? The object is, Miss Song? No, no, no, I'm a little dizzy. Who's going to help me, I feel like the ground is floating.

After the two of them finished eating, Uncle Zhong finally came back to his senses lightly, and said to Huo Sanye with a somewhat resentful tone: "Why didn't you tell me earlier, fortunately I have a good heart, otherwise I might have been lying down with such a stimulus." ”

Huo Heng glanced at Uncle Zhong, who realized it later, and couldn't bear to tell him when Miss Song became a lady, otherwise he was really afraid that he would fall on the spot.

After sending Song Ci back to the room to rest, Huo Heng went to the study and made a phone call.

"Happy New Year, Sanye. The person who answered the phone was a man with a rough voice, and there was a noise of children laughing on the phone, and after a while, the voice disappeared, and the man said solemnly on the quiet phone: "What are you looking for me?"

Huo Heng tapped the desk table, with deep meaning on his face, "Happy New Year to the High Bureau." Calling so late does have something to trouble you. ”

"Hey, what's not troublesome, you just see the outside when you say that, just tell me if you have something. Gao Ju said politely and modestly.

"There was a traffic accident on Tianning Road at 1:36 p.m. today, and I need you to help me investigate. Huo Heng's tone was cold.

"I knew that I was at the scene of the accident, it was the driver of the big truck who was driving tired and drunk driving, and the car was also driving straight under the big truck at a very fast speed. Gao Ju's expression was also a little more rigorous. "I investigated the car, it is in the name of the eldest lady of the Song family, it seems to be called ......"

"Song Ci. Huo Sanye's eyes were dark, and his body exuded anger.

"Yes, Song Ci is the eldest lady of the Song Group. Gao Ju suddenly remembered something, and asked in a low voice: "Third Master, do you know Miss Song?" If Third Master knows, then the investigation of Miss Song can be relaxed.

"Well, my wife. ”

“……”

Did he hallucinate? He actually heard a gentle breath from the indifferent and ruthless Huo Sanye's mouth, he must have had auditory hallucinations because he hadn't slept today. Wait!What?!Madam?!Huo Sanye's wife?!Cao!Why didn't anyone tell me about such an important thing!!