I don't know if you have this idea, when you are young and frivolous, you always want to sit on the back of a boy's bicycle, enjoy the scenery along the street, and then gently lean your head on the boy's back and gently wrap your waist around him.

And at this moment, Wanqing was secretly annoyed that she was sitting behind Mo Chenyi, she really didn't understand why she agreed to Mo Chenyi.

The surrounding scenery regressed rapidly, and Mo Chenyi turned his head to look at the late Qing from time to time, confirming that the late Qing was comfortable to sit, something like this kind of warm man would only do, and Gu Cheng would never do it in his life.

"Miss Mu, you often go to the hospital, are you going to see your relatives?"

The wind was very loud, whirring on Wanqing's face, and she shouted: "Don't call me Miss Mu, call me Wanqing." ”

"Okay, then late Qing ...... Are you going to the hospital to visit your loved ones? ”

"It's my dad, he's had a stroke."

Wanqing's voice seemed very lonely, yes, even though she was beautiful now, her father was still lying in the ward, even if he received the best treatment, he still didn't wake up.

"If it were him, he would probably think that I would be stupid to take revenge with my happiness."

Wanqing murmured lowly, and the sound dissipated with the sound of the wind.

Mo Chenyi was silent for a moment: "Late Qing, I believe that my uncle will wake up one day, good people have good rewards, late Qing You are a good person, there will definitely be good rewards." ”

Wanqing burst out laughing: "Your comforting words are very outstanding." ”

"I'm telling the truth."

Mo Chenyi rarely persisted stubbornly, her nose was sour in the evening, until her father had a stroke, no one would remember how he was doing, and the man in front of him, who was barely an acquaintance, rarely remembered clearly what flowers she sent to the hospital.

The hospital was close at hand, Mo Chenyi braked the brakes, watched Wanqing brush his long hair, and stood in front of him.

"Since it's delivered, I'll go first."

Wan Qing was stunned: "Didn't you say by the way?" You're not sending flowers to the hospital. ”

Mo Chenyi touched the back of his head: "Actually, I sent flowers to Songhu Road." ”

"Then you've had a long enough journey." Wanqing pursed her lips and couldn't help laughing.

Mo Chenyi can't even lie, who will tie up this kind of superb man in the future?

Mo Chenyi waved his hand and flew away like a bicycle.

Evening Qingmu sent him away, the stars in his arms fluttered in the wind, and the faint fragrance slowly penetrated into his body along the tip of his nose, refreshing people's hearts.

Pulling out her mobile phone, there was a missed call and text message from Gu Cheng, and Wan Qing read the text message, asking her to go to the Qin Group at half past two in the afternoon to sign the contract of the foundation.

But she clearly ...... Obviously she had already told Gu Cheng that she was going to see her father today, Wan Qing showed a faint wry smile and put the phone back in her bag.

Dressed in a white dress and holding a starry late Qing sky, she attracted the attention of countless people, and she seemed to be blind and walked towards the VIP ward.

In the ward, Mu's father was still lying lifeless on the hospital bed, with a ventilator stuffed in his nose and nutrient solution, and his skinny appearance deeply pierced Wanqing's heart.

Putting the flowers in the vase, Wanqing sat on the edge of the hospital bed and muttered for a long time: "Dad, I'm coming to see you again." ”

When she spoke, tears couldn't stop flowing, every time she saw her father, Wanqing always felt a throbbing pain in her heart, but her hatred for the Zheng family's father and son became more and more profound.

After taking warm water, Wanqing gently helped Mu's father wipe his arms and neck: "Dad, I will marry Gu Cheng in a few days, Mrs. Qin also likes me very much, let me be the president of the foundation, you can rest assured, things are getting better step by step, I will not let go of the Zheng family father and son." ”

And the person on the bed did not react at all, his beard was unshaven, and his face was pale, like a corpse