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Shen Beichen is almost mad at Gu Yang, this woman is cold, she won't yell or get angry, she can choke you to death with a word.

"That's not right." Gu Yang stared at An Jingyu's direction, his expression was serious, not like lying.

"What?" Shen Beichen looked back at An Jingyu strangely, he was answering the phone quietly, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"He's unbuttoning the first button, what's the big deal?"

Seeing Shen Beichen's puzzled face, Gu Yang continued: "Unless it's something major, he won't do this action. ”

An Jingyu's mood was too stable, even the few accidents encountered by An Wen's auction house did not make his face change color, but the careful Gu Yang still discovered his little habits.

Unbuttoned, this is An Jingyu's way of hiding his nervousness.

Before the words fell, Shen Beichen saw An Jingyu walking out quickly.

"Strange." A trace of doubt flashed in Gu Yang's eyes, what would make An Jingyu go out regardless of elegance?

Gu Yang raised his leg and followed.

"Don't go!"

As soon as Shen Beichen intercepted it, he hugged Gu Yang into his arms, there was a faint fragrance of flowers on her body, Shen Beichen wanted to hug it so tightly and not let go.

"Don't go, okay Gu Yang, can't you see my sincerity to you? It's not working time, and you don't have to be there for him around the clock. ”

The young master of the Shen family was unwilling to give in even when he was threatened to kick out of the family, but at this moment, if it was useful to give in, Shen Beichen was willing to use it in exchange for Gu Yang's true heart.

Gu Yang smiled bitterly, "Shen Beichen, the person I love is An Jingyu, you can't stop me." ”

The strength of the arm is lost little by little, "Even if I beg you, can't you....."

"I'm sorry Beichen...."

Pushing Shen Beichen's hand away, Gu Yang gathered the broken hair around her ears, her figure disappeared at the spiral staircase, and Shen Beichen looked at her back infatuatedly.

She walked away without a trace of nostalgia.

Gu Yang, I know that he loves Song Youran so much, what are you doing this for?

"Didi-" An Jingyu honked his horn, his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, and the sweat on his palms even stained the steering wheel.

Just now, Lao Jiang called him and told him that Song Qianqiu had a heart attack and was in a very dangerous condition.

Song Qianqiu has been recuperating in the hospital, how could she have a heart attack?

An Jingyu panicked anxiously, Song Qianqiu regarded him as half a son, why didn't he treat him as his own father?

But no matter how much power and money he has, he is powerless in the face of the evening rush in the capital.

"Boss," Gu Yang's voice came from the Bluetooth headset, "I checked, someone posted some indecent photos on the Internet, there is no trace of P from the photos, and her appearance is very similar to Miss Song, and now netizens are scolding angrily, and some people have been directly blocked in the Anjia villa." ”

"What did you say?" An Jingyu's heart sank to the bottom, and his leisurely nature would not be the kind of woman who was indecent.

"Do you know who did it?"

"I haven't found out yet, but this time it's news from Nandu Fashion."

"Keep looking!"

Nandu Fashion....An Jingyu silently recited these four words, very good, I will make you not see the sun tomorrow.

The phone rang without listening, An Jingyu burst out when he saw the picture, he knew that the woman in the picture was not leisurely, he had lived with Youran for nearly 20 years, as long as An Jingyu could tell at a glance, who was so framed by Youran!

"Brother Jingyu...."An Jingyu picked up Song Youran's phone.

Song Youran's voice was full of crying, and An Jingyu's heart throbbed when he heard it.

After so many days of cold war, I didn't expect it to end in this way.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

An Jingyu's voice was resolute, and this firmness could allow Song Youran to temporarily regain a sense of security.

"Leisurely, I believe that it is not you, please believe that I am still your brother Jingyu, and I will still be by your side!"

"That's really not me..."Song Youran didn't know how to explain, "Sister-in-law Xu has already called the police, and there are police officers you left behind in the villa, I am safe." ”

"When these people go crazy, the police may not be able to stop them."

An Jingyu held his forehead, the traffic jam in front of him, and Song Youran was facing another threat, which was probably the biggest crisis he had ever faced.

Ye Qingfan, I won't lose to you.

As if making a bet with himself, An Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief and tried his best to calm his mood.

At this time, he can't panic.

"Leisurely, although at this time, there is one thing I have to tell you, don't panic, don't be afraid."

"What's wrong? Is there any worse news than that? Song Youran held the mobile phone, wondering why An Jingyu said this.

"Uncle had a heart attack, and the situation is still unknown, don't leave the villa yet, wait until I get to the hospital, and understand that someone is sending someone to pick you up, do you know?"

Song Youran felt a burst of panic, and he was about to lose his position!

The traffic in front of him finally dispersed a little, thinking that Song Qianqiu's illness had a huge relationship with Song Youran's news, and he could hear the anxiety in Lao Jiang's words clearly, and it seemed to be more serious than he imagined.

When the car arrived at the hospital, it was already an hour later, and An Jingyu ran all the way to the operating room on the second floor.

Lao Jiang sat at the door of the operating room, and tears flowed out of his eyes when he saw An Jingyu coming.

"Uncle Jiang...."An Jingyu's heart became nervous again.

"Young Master An, the lord was angry when he saw the news of Miss, and asked me to write this thing, and after the lord saw those photos, he fainted directly."

Lao Jiang spread out his hand, there was a note inside, An Jingyu took it and opened it, the note was written in two fonts, it was obviously written by Lao Jiang, and Song Qianqiu signed it.

"The little girl is stubborn and humiliating, she is really not worthy of the young master of the An family, the Song family decided to cancel the marriage contract with the An family."

With just one glance, An Jingyu was stunned in place.

Lao Jiang saw An Jingyu's face was not good, and said tentatively: "You also know the temper of the master, you can't accept it when you see the news, Lao Jiang watched the young lady grow up, how could the young lady do that kind of ridiculous thing, the old man just cares too much about the young lady, so he will believe it." ”

An Jingyu glanced at Lao Jiang, presumably he was also weak-hearted, Song Youran had so many negative news this year, and the fake ones have come true.

However, in any case, he did not want to cancel the engagement.

"Jingle bell ......" The mobile phone rang, An Jingyu looked at Song Youran's name, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his heart.

"Brother Jingyu, where is Dad? There was no one in the ward. Song Youran's voice revealed anxiety.

An Jingyu frowned, she still couldn't rest assured that Song Qianqiu was still here.

"Second floor operating room."

There was a busy sound in the mobile phone, An Jingyu's hand held the mobile phone tightly, and a weak frustration shattered him instantly.

"Brother Jingyu!" Song Youran's voice came, and An Jingyu and Lao Jiang looked in the direction of the girl.

Song Youran wore furniture pajamas and slippers, and ran straight in the direction of An Jingyu.

Just then, the lights in the operating room went out.

When he was one step away from An Jingyu, Song Youran saw that the lights in the operating room went out, and his heart ached, and tears flowed out.

I'm sorry Dad, I'm sorry Dad, I'm causing trouble again.

"Leisurely." An Jingyu frowned and looked at her, stretched out his hand to hold her, and the warmth of his palm was transmitted to Song Youran's cold palm little by little.

"Didn't I tell you to stay in the villa and wait for my news?"

Breaking free of An Jingyu's hand, Song leisurely walked towards the direction of the operating room door step by step, his eyes were dim, and he had no spirit in the corridor just now.

"Leisurely ....."

The door of the operating room was suddenly opened, Dr. Wang changed into his usual white coat, Song Youran felt that everything was still the same as before, and Dr. Wang told himself that everything was fine, just don't let him move.

Doctor Wang glanced at Song Youran apologetically, shook his head, and did not speak.

Song Youran was stunned in place, and his legs were about to fall down as soon as he was weak.

An Jingyu hurriedly supported her, "Leisurely, cheer up." ”

"Brother Jingyu," a line of tears flowed from his eyes, Song Youran looked at An Jingyu, and saw that he was distressed, this look was like Song Youran once asked herself, why she didn't have a mother.

"Tell me Brother Jingyu, Dad is fine, right, you tell me!"

"Leisurely ....." An Jingyu couldn't speak, all this came too suddenly, and he couldn't accept it, let alone Song Youran.

Abandoned by his mother since he was a child, he and Song Qianqiu depended on each other, and now how can he accept it, before he could take the last look, his father died!

"Tell me, he's fine, isn't he?"

An Jingyu turned his head, his heart seemed to be pinched fiercely, and he didn't know how to tell Song Youran.

The door of the operating room was opened again, and several nurses pushed Song Qianqiu out, although his face was covered with a white cloth, Song Youran could feel that this was Song Qianqiu.

"I'm sorry." The nurse on duty said sorry and pulled Lao Jiang aside to talk about some formalities.

An Jingyu walked to the position of the stretcher bed, and his trembling hands slowly untied the white cloth, and his pupils grew instantly.

Song Youran burst into tears.

Song Qianqiu was lying there like that, and Song Qianqiu, who was arguing with herself some time ago, was now lying there with no blood. And in her father's last moment, all he left behind were memories of quarrels...

Daddy, don't scare me, okay?

Dad, get up, okay?

Dad, as long as you wake up, I promise you everything.....

Dad, I promise to listen to you obediently and be filial to you......

Guilt, self-blame, and regret wrapped around me like threads, and gradually wrapped myself in airtightness, making it difficult to breathe.

"Ahh ――”

Song Youran fell to her knees all of a sudden, and she didn't even have a chance to deceive herself.

Song Qianqiu is no longer there.

"Leisurely ....." An Jingyu squatted down and hugged her distressedly, like the bad news of a thunderbolt on a sunny day, how could you bear it.

The wound was bleeding constantly.

"Here! People are here! ”

"This is the hospital, please be quiet!"

Chaotic voices and chaotic footsteps suddenly came, and Song Youran stared at such a group of people with mobile phone cameras and notebooks and the hospital personnel who were intercepting them with big confused eyes.

The person carrying the camera saw Song Youran, his two eyes lit up, and he pushed the nurse away and ran to the door of the operating room.

Several young nurses were simply pushed aside.

An Jingyu frowned and hugged Youran in his arms.

"Miss Song Youran, you are Song Youran, right? What do you think about nude photos? You already have a fiancé, who is the man with you? ”

The flash was too dazzling, and Song Youran stretched out her hand to block it, but An Jingyu helped her block the light in front of her faster.

Through his fingers, Song Youran found that there were not only reporters here, but more people who were gathered at the door of the villa.

"I'll just say that this woman looks like green tea, it's really not a good thing."

"You say her fiancé is so good, and she still steals like this! What a shame! ”

The intermittent words reached her ears, and Song Youran only felt that her head was empty, her hand tightly grasped An Jingyu's arm, and she looked ahead in confusion.

"This is the hospital!"

An Jingyu let out a thick and gloomy voice, and it had reached the freezing point of anger.

An Jingyu's subordinates blocked a way for them, and An Jingyu hugged the heartbroken leisurely and walked quickly to the car!

"Lock me up, even if I wasn't instructed, beat me until they don't even recognize their mother!"

An Jingyu snapped, the phone fell on the armrest in the car, he was distressed to death, looking at Youran's appearance, An Jingyu's heart was dripping blood!

Song Youran's red and swollen eyes looked at An Jingyu: "Brother Jingyu, why didn't I do anything, but every time everyone comes to accuse me?" ”

Song Youran's tears dripped on An Jingyu's blazer, and the warm body temperature gradually warmed her cold heart, like An Jingyu's comfort every time she was injured, and the feeling that she could rely on like Song Qianqiu.

He couldn't let himself rely on anymore, he was gone forever.....

Stroking Song Youran's hair, An Jingyu said to her: "Youran, I will find out all this, the only thing I am happy about now is that you are by my side and in my arms at this moment, otherwise I really don't know how much I will worry about you!" ”

Although An Jingyu was now talking to Song Youran as gently as water, when he looked at those at the entrance of the hospital, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light......

"Brother Jingyu, thank you."

Thank you for always being there for me.

Song Youran took the initiative to hug An Jingyu and buried her head on his broad shoulders, if it weren't for An Jingyu's presence, she really didn't know what to do.

An Jingyu stroked her hand, and the coldness in his hand made him frown.

"Don't think about anything, I'll handle my uncle's funeral myself."

"Uh-huh....." Although he knew that Song Qianqiu would leave him sooner or later, Song Youran didn't expect that this day would come so soon.

Before he could say the last word, he didn't know why he left, but he had already left.

"Why did Dad suddenly fall ill?" Song Youran raised his head, obviously feeling An Jingyu's body tremble.

Lao Jiang quietly wiped away his tears, he has been a driver in the Song family for more than 20 years, and he has long regarded Song Youran's father and daughter as relatives, how could he bear to open his mouth to tell the young lady why he suddenly fell.

"Sure enough," Song Youran smiled bitterly, "I was really angry with me." ”

An Jingyu frowned, "Leisurely, the result of the matter will always be found out." ”

"But my father will never hear it, and he will think that I am a shame to the Song family until he dies."

A painter should spend all his energy on his works, instead of making headlines on entertainment news every day, how can such a painter realize Song Qianqiu's expectations for herself, Song Youran knows very well that she may even lose the road of painting now.

An Jingyu reflexively hugged Song Youran, she was now like a fragile doll.

"Leisurely, this matter is not your fault, Uncle is just angry for a while....he will believe you."

Song Youran shook her head, she wanted to believe what An Jingyu said, but she couldn't trust herself at all, if she hadn't contradicted Song Qianqiu everywhere, maybe he would have been fine.

An Jingyu held her head and let Song look at herself.

"I'll find out who did it, can you believe me?"

Song Youran avoided his gaze: "Brother Jingyu, did Dad leave anything at the end?" ”

An Jingyu glanced at Lao Jiang and stiffened.

"What's wrong?" Song Youran looked at them strangely.

An Jingyu's face was shrouded in shadows, and after hesitating for a moment, he took out a note from his jacket pocket that was folded into a square and handed it to Song Youran.

Although the note was smoothed, Song Youran could still clearly see the folds on it.

When I wrote this, my father's heart must not be at peace....

Song Youran opened the note, and his hand hung down with just one glance.

Dad really believed, he really believed and felt that his daughter was unclean and unworthy of An Jingyu, the noblest in his heart.

Song Youran smiled bitterly, she will never be able to wash away this grievance.

"Leisurely, I won't cancel the engagement." An Jingyu looked at Song Youran firmly.

This is his dream, no matter what happens, he will not leave Song Youran.

Song Youran looked at An Jingyu calmly, "Brother Jingyu, what Dad said is right, I'm not worthy of you..." )