Nanbei asked softly, "How long will it take, how long will it take for you to handle these things?"

Song Qingran did not answer directly.

Nanbei pursed his lips, and tears fell from his eyes: "Qingran, I'm not young anymore, I'm not a child anymore, I can't lie to myself anymore, and continue to pretend to be stupid." "

Song Qingran lowered his head and touched her forehead gently, before he could speak, Nanbei said: "After Song Qinghan's wedding, I want to go back to China." "

Song Qingran's dark eyes shrank, and Nanbei added softly: "It's just to go back to work." Her tone sounded a bit mocking, "Where can I go now?"

Song Qingran's chest hurt slightly, he pursed the corners of his lips, and said in a deep voice: "Beibei, we have been in this circle for so long, don't you still understand, marriage is just a formality, how many couples are family marriages, on the surface they play the role of loving husband and wife, maintaining the glory of the family, but in private they are already in a state of playing their own games, what is the meaning of such a marriage?"

"This kind of marriage is meaningless, but for me, marriage is not like this, it can give me a sense of security, warmth and happiness, I just want a man who loves me and a lovely child!"

Song Qingran's chest rose and fell. The outline is tightly tensed, and the green tendons on the forehead and temples are faintly emerging, and the meaning of the north and south is obvious, if he can't give her what she wants, she will find someone else who can afford to give her the man she wants.

But he wouldn't allow it.

Song Qingran's eyes were pure and dark, a little terrifying, he knew since he was a child that the things he liked must be possessed, he must be held in the palm of his hand, he doesn't want to lose the north and south, as long as he thinks of the north and the north into the arms of others, he will have children with that man, and he will form a family, and the blood in his whole body is almost retrograde, rushing straight to the temples.

*

The next day, Nanbei went to the hospital to see Grandpa Song, who was carrying the soup in her hand.

There will always be so many people in the hospital, and after the people around the north and south have crowded into the elevator, they continue to wait outside the elevator door and wait for the next elevator.

She stared at the reflective elevator door with a serious expression, and when she came back to her senses, she found an old woman sitting in a wheelchair behind her, smiling kindly, trying to turn the wheelchair herself, to push the elevator to this side.

This granny is an Asian face. Wearing a hospital gown, she frowned and tried to turn, but probably her right hand was not very flexible, and she never made the turn.

Nanbei turned to the old grandmother and asked in English, "Hello, do you need help?"

The old grandmother's eyebrows were very kind, she heard the voice, glanced at the north and south, but a trace of consternation suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she stared at the north and south in a daze, as if she was frightened.

"Nian Nian?" she said in Chinese.

"What?" Nanbei's eyes widened slightly, a little puzzled, not understanding what was happening.

The old grandmother's gaze was still motionless, a little stunned, and she even trembled and stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Nanbei's face.

Nanbei subconsciously avoided it, she was stunned, then looked at the old grandmother, and asked softly, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

Grandma seemed to have just sobered up, she came back to her senses, her eyes were a little red, her eyebrows showed disappointment that could not be concealed, her voice was hoarse and very soft, and she muttered: "It's not every year, it's not every year......"

The elevator over there has reached the floor. "Ding", Nanbei was about to leave, but looking at the old grandmother's lost soul, she was a little worried: "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

The old woman reached out and wiped her tears, shook her head, and said, "I'm fine." "

Nanbei asked, "How many floors are you going to? Are you alone? Do you need me to help you push up?"

"I went to the sixth floor, yes, I was alone, I wanted to go out and walk by myself, my son was not there. When the old grandmother spoke, her eyes were still staring at the north and south, looking carefully. refusing to miss every facial feature in the north and south, her eye circles are getting redder and redder, and her eyes are becoming more and more nostalgic.

Nanbei smiled kindly: "Then I'll help you push it up." She sighed in her heart, but thinking about being Chinese again, and old, it was indeed inconvenient to be alone, although she was looked at by her grandmother like this, she felt strange in her heart.

Nanbei pushed the old grandmother into the elevator, and the old woman raised her eyes and asked her, "Girl, what's your name?"

Nanbei was stunned for a moment, hesitated, but still told her: "My name is Nanbei." "

"Where?"

"Grandma, I've always grown up in London, I'm Londoner. "

"London, since childhood?" the loss in the old grandmother's eyes became more and more obvious, and she could barely hide it, "It's really not ......" she still refused to give up, "girl, do you know Nian Nian? Have you heard of this name? Are you familiar with this name?"

Nanbei thought to herself, this Nian Nian may be the person that my grandmother misses very much, she mistook me for Nian Nian.

She softened in her heart and replied with a smile: "Grandma, I haven't heard of Nian Nian." "

"yes, I haven't heard of it. The old grandmother was stunned and repeated this sentence, "Nian Nian is gone." She asked Nanbei, "Have you ever been to Beijing?

"Been there. Nanbei said.

The old woman's eyes were slightly soft. With nostalgia: "I am from Beijing, and I used to live in Beijing with me every year, and then we went to live in New York, and then I was gone. "

Nanbei didn't know what to answer for a while, because she didn't know anything, so she could only smile faintly.

Grandma continued: "Nian Nian is my daughter-in-law, little girl, you and Nian Nian really look alike, but every year your hair is a little longer than yours, every year is beautiful, you are better looking than Nian Nian." "

Her last sentence, Nanbei did not take it seriously, it was obviously polite.

Nanbei has grown so big, few people say who she looks like, except for ...... The last time I was at the bakery, the manager said she looked like their founder...... It seems that the bakery was founded in Beijing?

But Nanbei still didn't ask anything, one because grandma was just a stranger after all, and the other because her curiosity was not heavy.

The old grandmother continued: "Nanbei, can I call you Beibei?"

Nanbei was slightly stunned: "Well, you can." "

"Beibei, what do you do?"

"Counselor. "

"Oh, Nian Nian is a pastry chef, the desserts she makes are delicious, but I'm not in good health, my son won't let me eat them, I hide and eat secretly every time, you are really too similar to Nian Nian, if I didn't know that Nian Nian has no brothers and sisters, I would have suspected that you are her lost sister." "

Nanbei cooperated and laughed, and said gently: "I do have a sister, but she is also gone, when I was very young." "

The old grandmother was emotionally moved when she heard it, but she was inexplicably more kind to the north and south.

When the elevator arrived, Nanbei pushed the old grandmother outside: "Grandma, which one do you live in?"

The old woman said, "I believe in Fang, you can call me grandma, little girl, you helped me today, I will let my son thank you later." "

The north and the south laughed. hurriedly refused politely: "Grandma, it's okay, it's just a small thing, it's a gesture." "

"That's not going to work. Grandma Fang suddenly remembered something, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

No wonder Nanbei was vigilant, as soon as she heard her grandmother say this, she couldn't help but wonder, did this grandmother want to introduce her boyfriend? Grandma was very good, but she was too enthusiastic, she couldn't support it a little, she quickly said: "I have a boyfriend, and I've been talking about it for almost 10 years." "

Grandma Fang's tone was undisguised loss and regret: "Okay, 10 years, it's not easy." "

Fortunately, when Nanbei pushed Grandma Fang to the ward, there was no grandmother's son in the ward, only anxious nurses.

The nurse is Algerian, very enthusiastic, and has a lot of hand movements, seeing Grandma Fang appear, she hurriedly ran over and said anxiously: "Oh, my God, fortunately you appeared, Ms. Fang, you are so worried about me, I thought you ran away!"

Grandma Fang touched the nurse's hand and comforted, "I'm fine, I'm just going out for a walk by myself." "

"You should call me for a walk, Mr. Bo is worried about you. "

Nanbei saw that they were chatting hotly, and quietly exited the ward, she was going to sit down one floor and go to see Grandpa Song. Now there are many people waiting outside the elevator north and south watched the number of elevators slowly decrease and stopped and opened the door there were many people inside she originally wanted to wait for the next shift as a result. I don't know who pushed me and stumbled, but I followed the crowd together and squeezed into the elevator, but fortunately there was only one floor.

On the fifth floor, Nanbei squeezed out, but someone outside the door entered the elevator in a little hurry, and passed by Nanbei, Nanbei was pushed and gently bumped into the person, Nanbei smelled a faint mint smell on his body, not unpleasant, her afterglow only glimpsed a neat corner of the suit. and the man's slender and powerful legs.

She didn't think much of it and said softly, "I'm sorry." The elevator door was closed, and she walked to Grandpa Song's hospital room.

*

in the elevator.

The man was in a straight suit, the expression on his face was simple, his pupils were very dark, and there were shallow traces of time on his face, not showing old age, and some only had the stability of a mature man, which was given to him by years and experience.

He did not look embarrassed in the crowd, but it brought out his temperament.

The person next to him whispered, "Sir, the old lady has returned to the ward, we don't need to go to the monitoring room anymore." "

"Hmm. The man's voice was calm.

The man seemed to look at the collar of the white shirt that was exposed from the inside of the man's suit, and hesitated to say it, noticing the man's brows twisting in displeasure.

The man next to him still said, "Sir, you have lipstick on your shirt." The man thought about it for a moment, "It should be that when I just got into the elevator, I was accidentally rubbed by the woman who went out." "

When the man heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the elevator reflective door in front of him, and at first glance he saw the bright red on his white shirt, like a touch of cinnabar, and like a rose, showing a little charming.

The man pursed his lips, didn't show any expression, didn't say anything.

*

Grandpa Song was reading the newspaper on the bed, he heard the sound of the door opening, looked over, and when he saw Nanbei, he smiled: "Beibei, you are here." "

Nanbei put down the things and said, "Grandpa Song, I brought you soup." "

"You still love grandpa, you look at grandpa's grandchildren, none of them came to see me. "Grandpa Song is just pretending to say it.

But as soon as his words fell, a male voice sounded outside the door: "Grandpa, haven't I come to see you?" The man's voice was smiling, slightly lazy.

Nanbei didn't look back, and her action of pouring soup was slightly paused. Then continue to pour as if nothing happened.

But Song Qinghan would take the initiative to talk to Nanbei, and he smiled: "Beibei, I haven't seen you for a long time." "Actually, I haven't seen you for a long time, but it's just a matter of a few days.

Grandpa Song said, "You have time to see me, an old man, today, how are the preparations for the wedding?"

Song Qinghan smiled in his voice: "The wedding is all handed over to my mother, she will definitely be able to hold the wedding to your satisfaction." "

Grandpa Song snorted lightly: "What's the use of me being satisfied? It's you getting married, you have to make yourself satisfied, marriage is a lifelong thing, you can't mess around." "

"Where for a lifetime, if you don't feel right, you will get divorced. Song Qinghan hooked his lips and smiled.

Grandpa Song blew his beard and glared: "What nonsense? Fortunately, Su Xiang's girl is not here, otherwise she would be so angry when she hears it, she is still pregnant with your child! You are about to get married, this wife was chosen by yourself, and you are responsible for your own choice, you know?"

"Yes. Song Qinghan was still so careless, he raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said, "Beibei still loves you, and when I know that the meal is ready, I will bring you soup, which is like me, I came empty-handed." "

Grandpa Song was happy to hear it: "That's nature. "

Song Qinghan still had work to do, so he just came to Grandpa Song to brush his filial face, and it didn't take long for him to leave.

The north and south served Grandpa Song to drink soup. She sat on the edge of Grandpa Song's bedside.

Grandpa Song said kindly, "Have you figured it out?"

"Well, I figured it out. "

Grandpa Song didn't say this immediately, but talked about something else in a blink of an eye, he seemed to be a little emotional: "Qingran and Qinghan are my grandsons, I love them very much, but there is only one company, the company needs a strong decision-maker and leader, so I will not be partial to any grandson, who can be the next decision-maker, they need to compete by themselves, the company is carried forward in my hands, I can't let the company be ruined in my hands." "

Nanbei gathered his thoughts: "Hmm. I understand, and so do Qingran. "

"He understands. Grandpa Song looked at the north and south, "Actually, in terms of ability, Qingran is more popular than Qinghan, he has the qualities of a good decision-maker, but Qingran, this kid, is a little more assertive than Qinghan." Grandpa Song paused, "Maybe I can't say that I can't be angry, I can't find the words to describe him for the time being, he has been a special child since he was a child, smart, witty and assertive, but he also pays special attention to feelings." Although Qingran has always believed that he is very ruthless, and he has always believed that he has a good control over his feelings, how can it be? When he gives his feelings, the subsequent development of his feelings cannot be controlled. Qing Han is also very good, he is more suitable than Qing Ran, because he is willing to sacrifice himself for the development of the company. "

Grandpa Song sighed softly: "As a grandfather, I want my grandson to be happy, but for the sake of the future of the group, sometimes I have to sacrifice some." Qinghan is willing to sacrifice. "

Nanbei understood what Grandpa Song meant.

Grandpa Song continued: "Do you think Qing Han really likes Su Xiang? He and Su Xiang ......" He snorted lightly and did not continue.

"I understand. Nanbei smiled and said softly, "Stop the loss in time." She smiled and was a little cute.

Grandpa Song sighed with emotion: "My grandmother and Qinghan are also in a business marriage, but we also live in harmony, and marriage is like that." "

Song Qinghan's grandmother was Grandpa Song's first wife.

"Later, his grandmother passed away due to illness, and I met Grandma Qingran again. When Grandpa Song said this, he seemed to be there, and once again returned to the moment when they met, his eyebrows and eyes softened, "After marrying her, I knew what marriage is." "

He came back to his senses and said earnestly: "Beibei, if Qingran is willing to marry you, grandpa will not stop you." But Grandpa doesn't want you to get hurt. "

His subtext is obvious, Song Qingran is very likely to marry a famous wife.

"Grandpa is old, and he has more than enough strength but not enough strength, and he doesn't know which day he will kick his legs. Grandpa has thought about letting you marry Qingran, but the twisted melon is not sweet, grandpa can clear the obstacles for you for a while, but he can't protect you for a lifetime. "

Nanbei's nose was a little sour, she held back the sourness on the tip of her nose, and didn't dare to blink, for fear that tears would fall at once.

Perhaps because he felt that Nanbei was about to leave, he said a lot of things to Nanbei: "You Uncle Song always thought that it was his reason that caused me to get sick, but in fact, I know that I am just old, and they think that I will not have the materials in their hands? The anger in his voice slowly became heavier, and he couldn't help but scold, "Idiot, Qingran and me, Jiang Fu, of course, have no blood relationship, but he is still my grandson, a descendant of my Song family! Beibei, are you right?"

Nanbei was still immersed in sadness and shock, Grandpa Song suddenly called her, she was still stunned, she didn't react, just said "ah" in a daze.

Her cute reaction pleased Grandpa Song, Grandpa Song gently rubbed Nanbei's hair, and couldn't help laughing, "Beibei, it was the Song family who restrained you for so many years, your Uncle Song asked you to do it, and Grandpa also saw it, these people are too young and self-righteous, your Uncle Song is, and so is your Qingran brother, but their father and son are the same in essence, the same stubbornness." The same is true. You used to be young, and grandpa let you make trouble. "

Nanbei took over the words, curled the corners of his lips and said, "I'm old now, and I don't have the capital to make trouble, right?"

Grandpa Song laughed: "You little girl dare to say that you are old, so how should I, the old man who stepped into the coffin with half a foot, call himself?"

The nose wrinkles in the north and south.

*

Because of Su Xiang's pregnancy, the wedding time is relatively rushed, but Liu Fengting has always had the ability to manage the inner house, she is handy for the preparation and finishing of the wedding, she and Su Xiang also specially asked Nanbei to be a bridesmaid, Nanbei refused without thinking, not to mention that she is pregnant now. The body couldn't bear it, so she said that she didn't like Su Xiang, and she couldn't be a bridesmaid for Su Xiang.

Su Xiang saw that Nanbei refused, but he smiled meaningfully: "Nanbei, don't regret it." "

Nanbei's eyebrows jumped heavily, and he suddenly remembered that Song Qinghan would ask Song Qingran to be his best man when he got married, they were cousins, even if Song Qingran didn't want to go, it would hinder the family's face, and he couldn't refuse in such a big event.

Song Qingran was very busy, he didn't care about being the best man, and naturally he didn't refuse, anyway, he was going to attend the wedding that day, it didn't matter if he was the best man or a guest, but he didn't try the best man dress in the early stage.

On the day of Song Qinghan's wedding.

Nanbei wore a nude pink tulle skirt, with a bow at the position of the abdomen, faintly covering some bulging lower abdomen, her skin was white, and the exposed skin was crystal clear.

She painted a pale orange blush, swept it gently, and when she laughed, the deer's eyes were pitch black, like a little fairy who had accidentally fallen into the woods.

Song Qingran wears a white suit, he rarely wears white, and he usually wears business black, so wearing it softens his cold and hard temperament a little.

Jiang Fu gave Nanbei a pair of JimmyChoo stilettos, Nanbei didn't wear them, she bought a new pair of flat ballet shoes the day before yesterday, the soles of her feet are soft and easy to step on.

She bent down and held on to the cabinet on the side, about to put on her shoes, Song Qingran squatted down expressionlessly, and his voice was low: "I'll come." "

Nanbei was slightly stunned, and saw him squatting in front of her, gently holding her white feet, and slowly putting them into the flat shoes.

He casually asked, "Why don't you wear high heels?"

Nanbei used to wear high heels a lot, especially at the age of 18.19, without 10 cm, she didn't wear them.

Nanbei fingers curled up, subconsciously nervous, and then calmed his breath: "I'm going to stand for a long time today, I'm afraid of getting tired." "

Song Qingran didn't say anything more.

The best man was going to get married, Song Qingran kissed Nanbei on the forehead, and then left, Nanbei sat by the window, looked at the distant groomsmen's convoy, touched his stomach, and had no expression.

In the afternoon, the group of marriages returned.

The wedding was held on the beach, the sea breeze blew, with a faint fishy smell, it was not unpleasant, but the north and south were a little uncomfortable, she drank some water, wanted to ease up, and said helplessly: Baby, don't make a mistake today.

She sat and saw Song Qingran's car stop from a distance, Song Qinghan in the front, he got out of the car and gently led Su Xiang, Su Xiang was wearing a white hand-embroidered wedding dress, the skirt was spread out behind her, her eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and she seemed to be happily stepping on the middle avenue.

In every groomsmen's car behind, there was a bridesmaid, and Song Qingran's car was no exception, he got out of the car and walked away with an expressionless face, and at the other side of the door, a woman wearing a light blue bridesmaid dress got out of the car, she followed behind Song Qingran, and seemed to be saying something to Song Qingran, and when she got to a place with more crowds, she caught up with Song Qingran and wanted to put her hand on Song Qingran's arm, Song Qingran avoided it without hesitation.

Nanbei heard someone next to him discussing: "That bridesmaid is ...... Jiang Sheng? She's here too? I haven't heard that the bride has a good relationship with her?"

"Don't talk about it, Jiang Sheng is not easy to mess with. "