Song Shiqin probably didn't know that his whereabouts had been followed by his wife Pan Xinger recently.

The first two times she couldn't keep up with people made her a little annoyed.

But just now, after her husband explained the discharge of the old man Ming'er, he left himself and Song Meifen in the hospital and rode out of the military hospital.

It's a day off, and my husband has a lot of time to stay in the hospital to accompany the old man, but he doesn't, what is this going for?

Pan Xing'er also found an excuse to let her sister-in-law Song Meifen take care of the old man, quietly followed behind her husband, kept a short distance, and reluctantly followed the person.

When she arrived at the door of the guest house, Pan Xing'er saw her husband and a girl talking and laughing from a distance, and her face turned green with anger.

Heart-to-heart words: I'll just say, there must be ghosts!

What man doesn't steal?

But this dead ghost, whose taste is heavy enough, actually found a half-old, who is not dressed in a high-grade manner, and it looks okay with that face.

It's just disgusting enough, at such an old age, he still does such a shameless thing.

Pan Xing'er tried hard to suppress her anger, trying to hold herself back, and they would definitely not admit it when she went out now.

When she saw her husband Song Shiqin, she patted the back seat and asked Liu Guilan to sit on it, and her teeth were about to be crushed.

Phew, shameless, how many years has the back seat of the car not carried people, even she hasn't carried it a few times, and she actually carries a yellow-faced woman......

Pan Xing'er looked at the other party's twisting and pinching appearance that wanted to refuse and welcome, and she couldn't wait to go up and tear her.

Seeing the two of them on the road, Pan Xinger hurriedly pedaled her bicycle and followed.

Song Shiqin carried Liu Guilan to a tea house.

This café is open-air, and although it is not yet a serious meal, there are many guests drinking tea and chatting inside.

Song Shiqin obviously came, and led Liu Guilan in with a familiar car.

After finding a place to sit down, he called the waiter over, ordered a pot of tea first, and then asked him to bring the menu over and order food for Liu Guilan.

"Brother Song, you can just order it, I don't understand it. Liu Guilan pushed the menu to Song Shiqin.

Song Shiqin was not polite, smiled well, and asked Liu Guilan about the situation at home while looking at the food.

Liu Guilan didn't talk much, it was all Song Shiqin who asked and what she answered, and never took the initiative to mention it.

After Song Shiqin felt Liu Guilan's coldness, he knew that she was somewhat resentful of them, and he also understood.

Stretched out his hand and patted the back of her hand, and said, "Sister Guilan, I know that you have a grudge against our parents and family, but it has been decades, and we have changed from a yellow-mouthed child to a person who is over half a hundred years old, and some things are really hard to explain."

At the beginning, as a family, we didn't take a good look at you, protect you and let you be abducted by human traffickers, we have an unshirkable responsibility, I'm sorry. ”

"Needless to say, it's all in the past. Liu Guilan said lightly.

"My father and I are very grateful, no matter how long it has been, but in the end, the heavens have opened their eyes and we can be reunited. ”

Song Shiqin is an emotional person, and when he said this, his eyes were a little red.

Liu Guilan is actually not so entangled and hypocritical, she thinks about a lot of things, and her mentality is much calmer than before, and she said: "Brother Song, don't be like this, really, I don't complain, it's all fate." ”

"Don't talk about it, let's drink tea, and wait for the report to come out and confirm it now.

Sister Guilan, in fact, you don't have to wait for the report to come out, I can know that you are our little sister intuitively. Song Shiqin said with a smile, reaching out and pouring a cup of tea for Liu Guilan.