"One...... Two...... Three ......" walked through the wards one by one, Yao Mulan delayed her voice counting, and when she walked to the door of Song Yiheng's ward, she suddenly let out a contemptuous laugh, even if she didn't have much heavy makeup, but she still couldn't get rid of the charm in her bones: "Hmph! Song Yiheng, I'm back." ”

The door was slowly pushed open with a "s......queak" sound, Yao Mulan looked through the crack with disdain, and saw Song Yiheng lying on the bed, and smiled even more disdainfully: "Oops, it's really bedridden." With that, he pushed the door and walked into the room.

Song Yiheng's ears were sharp, and when someone appeared at his door, he heard it. He just ignored it, he wanted to see what the hell was the sneaky person hiding behind the door.

With half-squinted eyes, I saw a plainly dressed woman tiptoeing in. The first reaction was...... Su Yiqing is back?

A subtle sense of joy welled up in my heart, an inexplicable feeling that surprised even me. But...... When he saw the woman in front of him clearly, Song Yiheng's gaze dimmed, even if the two of them were very similar in appearance, but just by the aura emanating from their bodies and those eyes, they could easily distinguish Su Yiqing and Yao Mulan.

Song Yiheng continued to sleep, ignoring Yao Mulan who entered the door.

Yao Mulan walked up to Song Yiheng, looked at Song Yiheng with flirtatious eyes, and quietly reached out to touch Song Yiheng's cheek: Fallen like this, not dead?

Suddenly, Song Yiheng opened his eyes and glared at Yao Mulan coldly: "What are you going to do?"

Yao Mulan was startled, her heart trembled with anxiety, and she quickly gathered the anger in her eyes, and put on a fake smile: "President, you're awake!"

Song Yiheng glanced at Yao Mulan coldly: "What are you doing here?" After the live broadcast incident, I haven't seen Yao Mulan. She didn't even go back to the United States.

"I'm here to make meritorious contributions! Look, how can I say that I am also the fiancée of your publicity. Now that you're injured, can I not take a look. As he spoke, he sat down on the chair next to Song Yiheng's bed, and said affectionately: "Huh, fiancé, I'll peel an apple for you?"

The corners of Song Yiheng's mouth twitched, and his eyes were as cold as ice caves: "Get out." ”

"What's the hurry? You're going to roll the sheets so soon?" Yao Mulan reached out and touched Song Yiheng's arm. The dead skin is like a dog skin plaster.

"My dear, I admit that I did something wrong, I was deceived by others to do something that was not good. However, I swear I will change it in the future, and I will change it whatever you want me to be. ”

If Yao's enterprise hadn't been pinched in the hands of the Song Group, Yao Mulan would have been reluctant to come to Song Yiheng's ward in a low voice, and according to her usual style, she directly knocked him down and forced him down.

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On the other side, Yan Hezhi hurriedly walked out of the hospital with Su Yiqing. When entering the parking lot, Yan Hezhi raised his eyes and saw a Bentley driving in the distance, Yan Hezhi immediately pulled Su Yiqing to turn a corner and go in another direction.

Su Yiqing was puzzled, why did she suddenly have to change the route when she was going to enter the parking lot?

"Son......" Yan Hezhi couldn't walk a few steps, and a woman's loud cry came from behind him.

Yan He, whose face was expressionless, sped up, as if he wanted to leave here quickly.

The woman behind the "...... of Yan He" sped up and caught up, her crimson face with a red light of excitement: "Crane ...... Who is this beauty......"

The woman had neat short hair, fashionable and avant-garde dress, charming eyebrows, and skin better than snow, if it weren't for the subtle wrinkles between her eyebrows and eyes, she really couldn't tell that she was a woman in her fifties.

Su Yiqing looked at the woman, and her eyes lit up: Okay...... What a beautiful one...... Sister!

The sister stretched out her hand to block Yan Hezhi and Su Yiqing's way, and a pair of eyes stared at Su Yiqing and flashed: "Ah, isn't this your sister-in-law?"

Sister-in-law? Su Yiqing was stunned for a moment, "What sister-in-law?" Where did you come from?

Yan Hezhi's eyes darkened when he saw the woman's arrival, but he quickly pulled out a faint smile: "Mom!"

Mom?Su Yiqing's eyes widened and she looked at the ...... in front of her in disbelief Sister. This beautiful sister turned out to be Yan Hezhi's mother.

Yan Hezhi took Su Yiqing's hand and hid it behind him.

"It's all here to see Yi Heng!" Mu Ningci looked at the shy Su Yiqing, like a mother-in-law who had just met her daughter-in-law, and she liked it.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see Yi Heng!" Mu Ningci watched, took Su Yiqing's hand and was about to leave.

Su Yiqing shrunk, a little hesitant, and finally came out of the president, did she run to provoke the president again.

"Let's go, hurry upstairs. Mu Ningci said and grabbed Su Yiqing's hand and was about to leave.

Su Yiqing is like a cow, she is led by people wherever she goes.

"Mom! we just got from Song...... The president came there. Yan Hezhi said and hid Su Yiqing behind his back.

"Ah, it's so raw, he's your brother, just call it by name!" Mu Ningci said, he had already pulled Su Yiqing towards the hospital elevator.

"Mom...... Mom ...... "Yan Hezhi wanted to stop it, but he just said that he couldn't move Mu Ningci."

Yan Hezhi was unhappy in his heart, what a younger brother, Song Yiheng never regarded him as a younger brother, he was just a drag oil bottle brought in by Xu Xian, just a subordinate who surrendered to him.

Seeing that Su Yiqing was taken away by Mu Ningci, Yan Hezhi moved his foot and was about to catch up. Then...... A deep voice came from inside Bentley's car: "Tsuruyuki." ”

Yan Hezhi's body trembled when he heard the voice, and he stiffly glanced back at the black window of the Bentley.

The windows rolled down slowly, revealing an old and vicissitudes of life.

Yan Hezhi's gaze turned cold, but he hadn't seen him for a year, Song Zhenshi's hair was much whiter, his sickly pale face, his mouth was slightly slanted, and his hands twitched slightly, making his whole person look as if he was lifeless. Compared with before, the appearance of dominating the mall is like two people. If it weren't for the sharp edge of those eyes, I really thought it was a dead man.

"......" Yan Hezhi opened his mouth, but didn't call out anything. He didn't know what to call him, and he didn't want to call him. Recognize the thief as a father, but you can't do it.

The car door slowly opened, and the elderly man sitting in the car struggled for a while, trying to get out of the car, but he was helpless that he was already a paralyzed person. A self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, and he gave up.

"Young master, the master asked you to talk. Song Zhenshi's assistant walked up to Yan Hezhi and made a gesture of invitation respectfully.