Lin Xiaoxiao thought that Song Yuming would keep her, after all, no one knew better than her about Mrs. Song's bad intentions, and she thought that as soon as Song Yuming stayed, she took the opportunity to mention the matter of a few inches of land, which meant that Song Yuming agreed, but he didn't expect him to really agree to his resignation.

Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

But in the next second, the opportunity came again.

"You've been with grandma for so many days, and she likes you a lot, so in return, let's have a meal together tonight, at least let me thank you."

"This ......" Lin Xiaoxiao was about to agree, but suddenly thought that he had promised Yan Lang before, and went home at night to make food for him, and his face suddenly changed, so he had to change his words: "Not tonight, I have something to do, tomorrow." ”

"Okay." Song Yuming is very talkative.

Hanging up the phone, Lin Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking in his heart how to speak tomorrow.

Mrs. Song's obsession with opera has exceeded Lin Xiaoxiao's estimate, from the morning to the afternoon, the old man's eyes have never left the stage. When it was approaching the afternoon, Lin Xiaoxiao went to a nearby coffee shop to buy a cake and used it as lunch.

When Lin Xiaoxiao finally moved Mrs. Song and left the Peking Opera Company, the old man still looked unhappy until he got into the car.

Lin Xiaoxiao watched the taxi taken by Mrs. Song drive away, and then turned around and rushed to a large supermarket near the parking lot.

She had already thought about dinner, and it was only four o'clock now, and Lin Xiaoxiao felt that she had enough time to do everything before Yan Lang went home.

Lin Xiaoxiao thought about it and decided to make a pot of seafood hot pot at night.

There are a lot of ingredients in the big supermarket, and the aquatic products are fresh enough, so Lin Xiaoxiao bought a lot. After putting everything I had bought in the car, I drove home.

When I got home, there was another rush of war.

Lin Xiaoxiao watched the time while heating the pot, and finally before half past five, the dishes were sorted out, and the pot was also hot, and as soon as the table was set out, he heard a click, the door opened, and outside, a handsome man was walking in.

Lin Xiaoxiao turned around with a big smile on his face: "You're back, hurry up and wash, and then we'll eat." ”

After a meal, both of them ate unusually "hot".

Mrs. Song hung up the phone, and the expression on her face was a little ugly.

Thinking of the words from the person sent out just now, Old Madam Song pursed her lips, and suddenly became a little irritable, as if something was quietly going off the rails.

What kind of person is Yuan Jianjun, she Mrs. Song has long expected it, she thought that it would be a matter of time before the Lu family and the Yuan family fight each other, but she didn't expect this Lin Xiaoxiao to climb the Yan family, so she didn't mind letting this game of chess play a little bigger, but she didn't expect Yuan Jianjun to be a **** person.

Also, that bracelet is a symbol of the Song family, although it is not an ancestral heirloom, but it was also designed by her own hands when she was young, the only one in the world, she promised Yuan Yuan to give this bracelet to her as an engagement gift for the Song and Yuan families.

But when Lin Xiaoxiao opened her mouth to change the necklace to a bracelet, Mrs. Song had a hunch that it was providence, so she thought of a plan and dropped the bracelet she bought and the bracelet she designed while she was unprepared.

After that, he gave it to Lin Xiaoxiao again, and successfully let Yuan Jianjun see this bracelet.

It's just that Mrs. Song didn't expect that the people of the Yuan family would be so ruthless. It seems that I have to stay away from the eldest lady of the Lu family for a while.

The next day, without Mrs. Song's soul-chasing and life-threatening serial calls, Lin Xiaoxiao stayed in the project team for a day.

It wasn't until half past four in the afternoon that I received a call from Song Yuming.

"Old Madam Song is hospitalized?" Lin Xiaoxiao's mobile phone blurted out, with a shocked face: "How can you be sick?" Yesterday I was in good spirits. ”

"The doctor said it was a bit anemic." Song Yuming said in a deep voice, his tone was a little tired: "Tonight's dinner, I'm afraid it's going to be another day." ”

Lin Xiaoxiao and Mrs. Song have been in and out together for several days, and it is false to say that they have no feelings, although the old man is not likable, but in the end, she is an elder, and she doesn't mind tolerating it.

"Mayor, which hospital is Mrs. Song in? I want to check it out. ”

The man on the other end of the phone didn't seem surprised, he was silent for a long time, and replied lightly: "First Hospital." ”

After hanging up the phone and seeing that the time was almost up, Lin Xiaoxiao got off work and took a taxi directly to the First Hospital.

According to the direction given by Song Yuming, she quickly found the inpatient department, went up to the floor, and saw the man standing in the corridor on the phone at a glance.

On the man's handsome face, the gold-rimmed glasses he usually wore were taken off by him, and there seemed to be something difficult to solve on the other end of the phone, his tone was a little deep, his brows were slightly frowned, his fingertips hung the frames, and his index finger pointed at the position of his temple.

Lin Xiaoxiao walked over slowly, not daring to disturb him.

Song Yuming talked for a while, and after a few words, he hung up the phone, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a white shadow on the opposite side.

raised his eyebrows: "It's here, why don't you say anything." ”

Lin Xiaoxiao took a few steps forward, looked at Song Yuming's appearance, and was a little surprised: "Mayor, aren't you short-sighted?" ”

"Oh?" Song Yuming laughed, put his glasses back on, and looked at her for a long time: "How can you see it?" ”

"I was standing quite far away just now, and you can see it, so even if you are short-sighted, it will never be to the point of wearing glasses." Lin Xiaoxiao said to herself, and when the words fell, her eyes turned around Song Yuming's body again, as if she was a little puzzled.

Song Yuming didn't make a sound, and pointed to the ward: "She's inside, let's go in." ”

Song Yuming didn't answer, and Lin Xiaoxiao didn't ask much, nodded quietly, and entered the ward.

It was a single room, with an infusion stand at the head of the bed, on which saline was hung, and it was flowing into the back of the hand of the old man who seemed to be asleep.

"It's only been a day, how did it come to this?" Lin Xiaoxiao was a little unbearable, looking at the old man's slightly pale face, he was so haggard that it made people feel distressed.

Lin Xiaoxiao stepped forward and touched her forehead with her palm, which was not hot, but a little cold.

Song Yuming tucked the corner of the quilt for the old man and lowered his voice: "Anemia is just a cause, the doctor said, it's more like being overly frightened." ”

"Huh?" Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and thought about it for a while, she hadn't seen anything scary with Mrs. Song yesterday, even if she watched the opera, the characters in it were not afraid of Mrs. Song, and someone of such an age, what strange thing had she never seen? "Did you see or encounter something after you separated from me yesterday?"

"I don't know." Probably because of the reason for waiting for one day and one night, Song Yuming's condition was not very good, and his voice was a little hoarse: "When the nanny hung up the phone for me last night, it was already like this when I was sent to the hospital. ”

"She didn't say anything?"

"Nope."

Lin Xiaoxiao was silent, and always felt that something was wrong. (To be continued.) )