This night, Song Pengpeng had a very strange dream.

In the dream, she turned into a lonely ghost again, following behind the original body with a much more immature face.

She watched as she cried helplessly, and then got into a black, expensive-looking car.

Her eyes were full of fear, hesitation and confusion......

On such a pure and beautiful face, it seems to be full of-

'Save Me ......'

……

When he opened his eyes and looked at the bright sunshine in the room, Song Pengpeng felt a blank miss in his heart.

【Host, good morning~】

"Early. ”

Song Pengpeng sat up from the bed, put on his slippers and walked towards the computer desk.

[Good morning~Mi Meier~!You seem to have slept soundly last night!]

[Anchor~!It's a weekend, why don't you sleep lazy~!]

[Anchor anchor ~ When you fell asleep last night, that local tyrant smashed 5.21 million more for you!]

[Nurse Mi, you were thrown a lot of money by the local tyrant last night!]

[Anchor, I think that local tyrant must be in love with you, so I'm confessing to you~!]

Confession?

Looking at the words on the live broadcast screen, Song Pengpeng's brows moved slightly.

[Oops!Host, you are so stupid!5,210,000, that's 521, I love you.] This is not a proper confession, what is it~]

Listening to the system's 521, Song Pengpeng's brows furrowed.

[What's wrong?host?Is there something wrong?]

Seeing that Song Pengpeng was silent for a long time, the system was full of thoughts, as if he was thinking about something, and asked suspiciously.

It's nothing, but it suddenly occurred to me that May 21 is Xiaoyu's birthday.

I really didn't expect Xiaoyu's birthday to be so romantic. 】

The corners of Song Pengpeng's mouth were slightly hooked, but when she thought about it, since Xiaoyu followed the woman to the capital, she hadn't had a birthday once, and the smile on the corner of her mouth converged again.

System, you say, can I catch up with Xiaoyu before Xiaoyu's birthday next year, so that Xiaoyu can wake up?

[This...... I don't know, but if you do the task seriously, you probably can. 】

Listening to the uncertain words of the system, Song Pengpeng secretly made a decision in his heart.

That is, she must work hard to do the task, so that Song Yu can wake up before May next year......

"Good morning, that's the end of today's live broadcast. ”

Song Pengpeng's greeting made everyone who was still in the live broadcast room watching Song Pengpeng's live broadcast stunned.

The first time, this is the first time, after getting up in the morning, Song Pengpeng did not turn off the live broadcast directly, but said hello to them.

[Oh my God~!Mi Meier greets us!]

[The anchor must be in a good mood today, and he usually turns off the live broadcast directly! ] 】

[I hope that Mi Meier will greet me like this in the future~]

Looking at the comments on the computer screen, the corners of Song Pengpeng's mouth were slightly hooked, and he closed the live broadcast room and the computer.

However, the unknown local tyrant user still left some marks in her heart.

After a simple wash, Song Pengpeng took out the instant noodles again, just sprinkled the condiments of the seasoning package into the instant noodles, and was about to soak in boiling water.

There was a knock at the door in her ear.

"Knock knock—"

Song Pengpeng listened to the crisp knock on the door, her brows moved slightly, and she suddenly had some doubts in her heart.

It's so early, who is knocking on her door?

Could it be that Zhou Xinxin's woman saw her post yesterday, so she came to knock on her door early in the morning?

Thinking so, Song Pengpeng put down the instant noodles in his hand and walked towards the door.

"Click~!"

Song Pengpeng opened the security door, but to her surprise, it was not Zhou Xinxin who was standing outside the door, but a man in a black suit that she had never seen at all.

Looking at the strange man in front of him, Song Pengpeng's eyes were full of doubts.

"Hello, may I ask, is Song Yu's mother at home?"

Xiaoyu's mother? Isn't that me?

Song Pengpeng was just about to speak, but then he thought about it, and this man didn't know whether it was good or evil, so he silently closed his mouth again.

"You're Song Yu's sister, right?"

The man in black saw that Song Pengpeng didn't have any intention of answering him, so he smiled and spoke to Song Pengpeng again.

However, I don't blame the man in front of him for recognizing Song Pengpeng as Song Yu's sister, because since Song Pengpeng has been washing the marrow and cutting off the bones, the whole person is like a young girl in the flower season, not a beautiful woman who gave birth to a daughter.

"Who are you?"

Song Pengpeng did not directly answer the man's words, but asked directly in a cold voice.

"Oh, hello, little sister, here's my business card. ”

Seeing that Song Pengpeng seemed to be very defensive of him, the man smiled and took out a business card from his pocket.

"The contemptible surname is Zhang, you can call me Uncle Zhang. After seeing Song Pengpeng take his business card, the man said to Song Pengpeng with a smile.

Song Pengpeng looked at the business card in his hand, and the doubts in his eyes deepened.

Zhang Yongquan, Junheng Law Firm......

"Little sister, is your mother at home?" Zhang Yongquan asked again, perhaps because the girl in front of him looked petite, and this barrister, who had always been sharp, softened his tone a lot when facing Song Pengpeng.

"What are you looking for her?" Song Pengpeng raised his head and looked at Zhang Yongquan.

She was sure that the original body must not know this man, let alone a lawyer.

"Oh, I was trying to ask her something. ”

Zhang Yongquan looked at Song Pengpeng with a smile and said softly.

"What do you ask?" Song Peng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked indifferently.

"Uh, isn't your mom home? I want to ask her personally. Zhang Yongquan paused slightly, and was very puzzled in his heart.

Why is this family so relieved that a child has been at the door for so long? If it were an ordinary family, I am afraid that the adults in the family would have come out to check it out.

"She's not at home right now, just tell me if you have anything. Song Pengpeng's chin was raised slightly, and he said indifferently.

Maybe it was Song Pengpeng's calm appearance as if he was an adult that influenced Zhang Yongquan, and he finally followed Song Pengpeng to tell him what he meant.

"That's right, I came to your mother this time because of a colleague in our law firm, his name is Qu Xiannian. ”

Hearing this name, Song Pengpeng suddenly vaguely guessed the man's intention.

"He didn't know what was going on, but suddenly he got a strange disease, and now he can't move his legs, so he can only lie on the bed. I ran to all the hospitals in the capital, but I couldn't find out, why did he suddenly have such a strange disease. ”

After talking about this kind of thing, Zhang Yongquan's face was full of worry and sorrow.

[Wow!Host!This song can't move for a year.,Could it be the reason for the two pebbles you popped out at the beginning?!]

Hum!

[Wow!Host, what kind of move are you making!It's too good!It's a bloodless move!It's too good!]

It's just a matter of ordering some special acupuncture points, what's so good about it, the tricks of the real cow, you haven't seen it yet.

[Suddenly I want to go to your era to see~ It must be very interesting~......! Host, isn't that a bit too much?

The teaching director is okay, but this Qu Xiannian, he is just a lawyer who uses people's money to eliminate disasters for others, you are like this, are you ......]

Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, I used a stone as a hidden weapon to point the acupuncture points of these two people, just to let them taste the same taste as Xiaoyu.

The duration of the experience is not permanent, but it is only about two months.

It's been more than a month now, and as soon as the time comes, they will naturally get better.

[Wow! Chinese kung fu is really too broad and profound! This is okay!]

"Although I know that it seems nonsense to tell you, ...... When he was in your sister's hospital room, it seemed that something hit him in the waist, and then it didn't take a few days. He couldn't move...... I wonder if it's ......?"

Before Zhang Yongquan's words were finished, Song Pengpeng had a cold face and said in a cold voice: "You guys are indeed thinking too much, this kind of thing is really nonsense." If you're only here to say that, then you don't have to come again. ”

After saying that, Song Pengpeng didn't look at Zhang Yongquan, and directly closed the security door.

Zhang Yongquan looked at the tightly closed security door, and he sighed helplessly.

"This family is really difficult to communicate......

He had come here to look for Song Yu's mother a few days ago, but every day, whether it was noon or afternoon, he knocked on the door, and no one in the family answered the door.

Today, he came over early in the morning, but he still didn't see Song Yu's mother, and asked why he came, and it was really ......

Zhang Yongquan shook his head helplessly and took out his mobile phone from his briefcase.

"Hey, I haven't seen that woman yet, but I have seen her daughter. Looking at the appearance of her daughter, your illness seems to be ...... It doesn't seem to have anything to do with their family...... Perhaps, your affairs have nothing to do with Song Yu's mother...... After all, she just looks like a very ordinary woman......"

……

——In the VIP ward of a private hospital in the capital——

After Qu Xiannian hung up the phone, he put down the mobile phone in his hand with a helpless expression.

The corners of his lips hooked mockingly.

Could it be that he really suffered retribution for this strange disease?

Just because he helped the palace school and concealed Song Yu's girl, she was not an ordinary suicide? Could it be that because he chose to abide by the lawyer's law of silence, he kept his mouth shut and didn't say that the girl actually left a 'suicide note'?

"Hehe~ Qu Xiannian, Qu Xiannian, I see that you have really been lying in bed for too long, and your brain is rusty......"

Soon, Qu Xiannian put this idea behind him.

How could it be retribution, if it was, then where could it be so coincidental, he, like the more unlucky grade director, couldn't check anything, and could only lie in bed?

There must be some reason for this!

And...... He clearly remembered that when he left Song Yu's ward, his waist seemed to be hit by a hard thing......

He's getting a strange illness now, it must have something to do with that woman!

"But...... That woman, when did she have another daughter?" 166 Reading Network