After Song Qingran and Zuo Chen left, they asked the driver to send the clothes they bought back first, and Zuo Chen took her to the top floor for lunch.

Let President Zuo Da pick a place to eat, either the style is high or the price is expensive, Song Qingran secretly sighed that the capitalists are really extravagant and wasteful.

The top floor is full of restaurants, and Zuo Chen unsurprisingly took her to choose the restaurant with luxurious decoration and a very high appearance.

Song Qingran took a look at the menu, the name of the meal was too literary and incomprehensible, the photos looked flashy, and the price was expensive.

Song Qingran felt that since she went to college and lived on campus, the few pampered habits she had developed in the Song family were almost gone.

As a result, after arguing with Zuo Chen, he lived in his house and cultivated more.

For example, Song Qingran didn't like to eat breakfast in the past, but now he is hungry when he doesn't eat breakfast.

Song Qingran couldn't help this menu, so he had to hand it to Zuo Chen helplessly, "Come on, I'm not a picky eater." ”

Miss Song, who said that she was not a picky eater, was a picky eater than anyone else, but her picky eater was in her mood.

Song Qingran was really happy to see Mu Yi and Su Yiran making a fool of themselves in public and losing face, and she was in a good mood, and now she is eating it.

Zuo Chen didn't really have much research on eating, and this restaurant was the first time he came, so he closed the menu and directly asked the waiter to serve the signature dishes in the store one by one.

The corners of Song Qingran's eyes twitched, "There are two of us, and we can't finish eating." ”

"It's okay, take a bite of a dish and try the taste."

"Huh?"

"You will be the boss lady to inspect the work, check the quality, the food is not delicious, and the contract will be terminated tomorrow."

Song Qingran, "......"

He almost forgot that the entire economic and trade market is Zuo Chen's territory, and the fertilizer does not flow into the fields of outsiders!

When the meal came up, Song Qingran really tasted a dish, and then picked a few good dishes and wrote down the name of the dish.

While eating, Zuo Chen's mobile phone suddenly rang.

He got up and went to answer the phone, and when he came back, he said, "Grandma called, let's go back to the old house."

"Hmm......" Song Qingran bit his chopsticks, "Okay, then let's go quickly, don't let grandma wait." ”

Zuo Chen looked at her apologetically, "Are you full?" If you don't eat enough, you will eat for a while, and grandma is not in a hurry. ”

Song Qingran couldn't smile bitterly, "Do you treat me as a pig?" I've been fed for a long time, what about you? ”

"I've eaten too, let's go."

Zuo Chen took his clothes and took Song Qingran downstairs.

Zuo Chen asked the driver to take a taxi and left first, and drove Song Qingran back by himself.

Song Qingran of the old mansion is born for the first time, and the second time is ripe, Song Qingran went to the old house, and Aunt Zhong waited for them at the door of the hall as usual.

"Hello Aunt Zhong." Song Qingran took the initiative to greet her.

Aunt Zhong smiled shyly, "The young lady is good, the young master is good." ”

Aunt Zhong looked at the junior's eyes with love, and the corners of her eyes were wrinkled, "Come in, the old lady has been waiting for a long time." ”

"Okay." Zuo Chen put one hand on Song Qingran's shoulder, and with the other hand hooked his coat on his shoulder, he entered the hall gracefully.

The old lady rarely wore a dark purple cheongsam, the neckline was delicate and complex, and her gray hair was meticulously combed.

The old lady sat on the sofa and took a cup of tea to taste slowly.

Song Qingran felt that the old lady was in good spirits today, and she stepped forward to greet the old lady very well-behaved, "Hello grandma." ”

"Well," the old lady put down her teacup and asked very kindly, "Have you had lunch?" ”

"After eating, grandma doesn't care about us."

"That's good."

I don't know why, in the past, Song Qingran came to the old house, and the people were always busy, and it didn't seem that the old house was less and lonely, but today, those people didn't know where they went, but it showed the coldness of the old house.

It's scaryly quiet.

The old lady's dress today is also different from the past, somewhat rigorous and dignified.

Song Qingran shrunk his neck slightly, feeling a little weird.

The old lady beckoned the two to sit down, and Aunt Zhong came up with some fruits and desserts.

Song Qingran thanked him, poked an apple with a fork and handed it to Zuo Chen.

"Huh?" Zuo Chen raised his eyebrows, and there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Hey me?" ”

Song Qingran leaned close to his head and whispered, "I think something is wrong with grandma today." ”

Zuo Chen opened his mouth to bite off the apple and said nothing.

The old lady watched the two of them act crookedly, and laughed out loud.

Song Qingran also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, as if this was the state that an old lady should have.

"Chen'er, I have something to say to you, come upstairs with me." The old lady took the lead in getting up, and glanced at Song Qingran with a smile before leaving, "Qingran will stay by herself for a while." ”

"Okay." Song Qingran nodded.

Zuo Chen rubbed her head and followed the old lady up.

Den.

The door slammed shut, and the old lady uncomfortably put her hands on my chest, clenching them tightly.

Zuo Chen smiled, "Grandma, what's wrong with you today?" Qingran said that you are not in the right state. ”

The old lady seemed startled, and her chest rose and fell as she turned around.

"I ......" the old lady's face seemed to be a little pale, "Chen'er, grandma took you and Qingran's birthdays and went to find someone to count." ”

Zuo Chen smiled indifferently, just thinking that the old lady was an old superstition, and he didn't know what to figure out, so that the old lady looked like this.

"Grandma, when did you start being superstitious?"

"Chen'er, this is not superstition!" The old lady was a little anxious and angry, she breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Qingran's eight characters are very suitable for yours. ”

"Isn't that a good thing? Why are you like this? ”

The old lady took a deep breath, as if with great determination, she walked to the desk, pulled out a piece of paper from under the thick book, pulled it out and held it in her hand, and did not move for a long time.

Zuo Chen realized that something was not right, he took two steps forward and asked, "Is this for me?" ”

The old lady raised her head, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, she trembled her hands and handed the thin piece of paper to Zuo Chen.

Zuo Chen took it suspiciously, and glanced at the piece of paper, his face suddenly gloomy and terrifying.

"Impossible, don't even think about it." Zuo Chen refused without hesitation.

The old lady stood up suddenly, "Chen'er, it's almost time, don't be so willful." With tears in her eyes and a tone full of pleading, she was supplied.

Zuo Chen's eyelids jumped, and his tone softened a lot, "Grandma, these are all nonsense from them, how can there be such a murderous method to cure the disease." I wouldn't do these things to anyone else, let alone Qingran. ”

"Chen'er, what about your illness? In less than a few days, it's time for you to get sick, what do you do? Grandma is the only one of your relatives left, you can't have an accident! ”

Zuo Chen put his hands on the old lady's shoulders and patted them twice comfortingly, "Grandma, I've been here for so many years, if there's anything I can't hold onto, I'll be fine, don't worry." ”

"No! I disagree! The old lady was a little angry, "You must listen to me this time, if you can't do it, I'll come!" I'm the wicked one! ”

"Grandma!" Zuo Chen's voice raised a lot, and his eyes changed, "It's not a question of who is the villain, it's the person you want to move is Song Qingran, it's my wife, I don't allow this kind of thing to happen, let alone anyone to send her, understand?" ”

He slowed down his speech a lot, his eyes were fixed on the old lady's every move, and the old lady heard the warning in her words, she didn't expect her grandson to take such a fancy to that woman......

Zuo Chen had finished what he was going to say, he folded the piece of paper and stuffed it into his pocket, "I don't think I've heard anything about today, grandma, you don't know anything." ”

With that, he opened the door, and the cold wind in the corridor blew in, and the old lady shivered......

The piece of paper in Zuo Chen's pocket, a thin one, recorded the date and symptoms of his illness from childhood to adulthood, and finally the birthdays of him and Song Qingran.

The result of the old lady's calculation is: only Song Qingran's hard work can save Zuo Chen.

Not to mention that he didn't believe in this kind of thing in the first place, even if he did, it would be absolutely impossible to use Song Qingran's hard work to save himself.

What age is this, how can there be a story of eating human blood!

He could understand that his grandmother wanted to save his heart, but no one was allowed to touch his people.

When Zuo Chen went downstairs, Song Qingran fell asleep on the sofa crookedly, holding a pillow in his arms, and a smile of unknown meaning was hooked at the corner of his mouth.

A lot of the time she likes to laugh, and it seems that she likes to watch others laugh.

Zuo Chen once received a cold joke from her.

- The banana peel was too hot to walk and took off his clothes, and as a result, he slipped himself.

- "Girl, do you like to read?" ”

"I like it."

"Uncle likes to see you too."

- A said, "Do you think my new perm hairstyle will make me look ugly?" ”

B replied, "No." ”

A asked, "Really?" Not at all? ”

B said, "Not really." Because your ugliness has nothing to do with your hair. ”

……

And so on, she posted countless messages, and finally only posted a sentence "Mr. Zuo, you look good when you smile, do you know if you want to smile more".

So, how could he promise his grandmother.

Song Qingran slept soundly on the sofa, Zuo Chen shook his head helplessly, and walked over softly.

"Qingran, Qingran, wake up, we're going home!" Zuo Chen stroked the sweat on Song Qingran's face, and then gently patted her shoulder.

Song Qingran was in a daze and heard someone calling his name.

She forced herself to open her eyes and found Zuo Chen squatting next to the sofa, looking at her affectionately.

"It's you! Is the matter over? Are we fairies coming home? ”

Song Qingran forced himself to wake up from his sleep, half-asleep, and his soft tone had a bit of coquettishness.

Her upper and lower eyelids were too heavy, and when she closed them heavily after saying this, Song Qingran fell asleep completely.

Zuo Chen just looked at her confused little expression after opening up, and suddenly regretted waking her up, but he didn't expect her to fall asleep again.

He smiled helplessly, then bent down, hugged Song Qingran tightly in his arms in the manner of a princess, and then strode out of the old mansion.

The old lady didn't go downstairs to disturb again, just watched the two leave on the stairs, sighed softly, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Zuo Chen called a driver from the old house, and the driver hurriedly opened the car door when he saw him coming out with Song Qingran in his arms, making it easier for the two of them to enter and exit!

Zuo Chen carried Song Qingran into the car flexibly, then put her on his lap, carefully rested her head on his shoulder, and then took the documents on the side and continued to read.

The driver, who had just gotten into the car, saw this scene and immediately received a critical hit.

"What the hell am I doing wrong and why should I bully a single dog like this," he said. ”

He wanted to be bold enough to say, "Sir, you can put the seat of Madame's house and I can drive slower!" ”

But he still didn't dare.

The old grandmother who followed Zuo Chen out of the study saw everything just now.

She felt even more sorry for her good grandson, Zuo Chen was very lively and cute when he was a child, but as he got older, he became less talkative.

This was the first time she saw Zuo Chen laugh when he grew up.

Oh her Chen'er! He has been suffering from illness for so many years, and now there is finally a way to heal, but he ......

She recalled the scene in her mind over and over again, and there was a tingling in her heart.

She couldn't help but clench her chest.

A servant on the side saw it and quickly helped her over and sat on the sofa, "Old lady, are you sick again, I'll go get you medicine!" ”