This accident was completely unexpected, she didn't know that the An family still had such an unknown secret. No wonder An Zhicheng dotes on Meng Wanwan so much, it turns out that she is her own daughter. Although it was unexpected, Song Wanqing had seen too much of the dirty things under the glamour of the wealthy family, and she had long been numb to this, and now hearing her say this will only make her more determined, this woman is not worthy of her son!

Thinking of this, Song Wan said lightly: "So what, you are still an illegitimate daughter who can't see the light!" As we all know, An Zhicheng's biological daughter is only An Zimo!

"I will let them know that I am the veritable eldest lady of the An family!" Meng Wanwan said excitedly.

Song Wanqing looked at her indifferently and said, "Why are you telling me?" Don't you know that this will only make me look down on you even more?'

Hearing this, Meng Wanwan's excited mood suddenly relaxed, looked at her and smiled: "No!" Because I know that my aunt should be very understanding of my feelings, after all, the experience is similar, you can understand my feelings. ”

Song Wanqing was shocked, and replied without thinking: "Nonsense! I'm the daughter of the Song family, am I more worthy than you?

Although she was tough on the lips, she was already flustered in her heart. The person who knew the secret of the Song family was long gone, and she couldn't have known that this woman must be lying to herself.

"Aunt Song, don't be nervous, not many people know about this matter." Knowing that she was already in chaos, Meng Wanwan couldn't help but be considerate: "But today's timing doesn't seem to be suitable, or, Auntie, let's make a private appointment another day?" Song Wanqing was stunned, looking at Meng Wanwan's determined appearance, she couldn't help but feel numb in her hands and feet, and was about to ask again when there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs.

She swallowed in her throat, turned to the side in a panic, and pretended to be calm and said, "You go back first, my master can't stand any stimulation now."

Meng Wanwan smiled slightly, and obediently responded: "Okay! I'm waiting for your call!

With that, he turned around and opened the door and left.

Song Wanqing stood there until the sound downstairs was getting closer and closer, her fingers, which were already about to be embedded in her palms, clenched and slowly loosened, her face returned to her previous calm and calm, turned around and opened the door and walked towards the emergency room.

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

In order to go up, everyone asked all the questions, and the responsible doctor said tiredly: "Old man Liang is because of the increase in blood pressure caused by emotional excitement, but fortunately, there is no brain congestion problem is not very big, after rescuing the old man, it is no big deal, but in the future, you still have to pay attention to maintaining a happy mood, remember not to be excited!" Only then did a few people put their minds at ease, and Grandma Liang left tears at this time, and said to the doctor that she was grateful for a long time, until Liang Zhanpeng was pushed out, and then followed back to the ward.

In the VIP ward

After a round of heated discussions, it was finally decided that Liangmo stayed with Old Man Liang, and then Song Wanqing came to replace him the next morning to go back to rest.

Because the surgery has just been completed, it is necessary to be very vigilant in the first few days to avoid postoperative emergencies. After all, Grandma Liang is an old man in her seventies and eighties, and coupled with the fright just now, her spirit has long been bad, so she is naturally the first to be excluded by everyone.

As for Zimo Lianglingcheng, a busy person in the company and a student, naturally he would not let them stay, and as for Liang Duoqing, no one considered him at all.

When I returned to Xinghai Apartment, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

As soon as Su Yeding sent everyone from the Liang family back, Liang Lingcheng let the two go back, and he carried Zimo home like a newlywed couple going home.

On the way back, Zimo was still holding on to chatting with Liang Lingcheng at first, afraid that he would be tired of driving, but slowly, as the body swayed, her head became more and more dizzy, and her whole body gradually leaned towards the window, her head hung on the window, and she fell asleep.

There was a sudden silence beside him, and Liang Lingcheng turned his head to see that the little guy was already asleep with his mouth pouted.

The look in his eyes became gentle, and he pulled over to the side of the road, and took the pillow from the back seat and placed it on her, avoiding a bruise on her head. Inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of the woman's soft water that slipped on the edge of the seat, and thought of the slippery touch just now...

I couldn't help but grab her little hand, put it on my lap, curled the corners of my mouth in a happy mood, and drove towards the apartment

Parking the car firmly in the parking space and extinguishing the fire, Liang Lingcheng leaned on the back of the chair, looked down at the small hand in the palm of his hand, ravaged it lightly for a while, turned his head to look over, and the woman was still sleeping sweetly.

The autumn night was already a little cool, and after the car turned off, the temperature in the car also dropped, and Liang Ling Cheng frowned when he saw the sleeping woman and shrunk her body.

Seeing that she was sleeping so soundly, I couldn't bear to wake her up. Liang Lingcheng reached out to unfasten his seat belt, and then slowly leaned over to her, just unfastening her seat belt, but the strap became tangled in the chain of her crossbody bag, and he had to lean half over to untie it.

After laboriously unraveling it, in order to avoid waking up Zimo, he was ready to slowly withdraw back, but when he looked at it, his body seemed to have pressed the pause button, and he froze somewhere.

The woman leaned on the brocade pillow, a black hair scattered on the door like a cloud, his gaze moved down, his gaze crossed her butterfly-like eyelashes, ruddy as begonia lips, and finally landed on the exposed fragrant shoulders, breathing tightly, white as milk-like skin, slightly messy shirt, there was a different kind of beauty.

Liang Lingcheng's Adam's apple kept rolling several times, looking at her slightly pursed lips, he couldn't help but be a little bloody, he leaned forward, lowered her nose, and called softly in a dumb voice: "Zimo...

Where is this sound like a mosquito and a fly, but it feels like a lover's whisper.

But Xu felt the breath of a man, and the woman in her arms muttered, like an obedient kitten, and then moved and quieted down.

The ink in Liang Lingcheng's eyes became thicker, the smile on his lips slowly faded, he looked at the pink lips close at hand, heard a mutter, "little fool", and then closed his eyes and kissed it gently.

He kissed too seriously and didn't notice that the woman's hand at his side was clenched tightly at the moment.

An Zimo actually woke up when the man stepped forward to help her untie the entangled seat belt, but she felt too close and shy at the time, so she pretended to be asleep.

Finally, when he untied it and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she didn't feel the man's next move, she was a little puzzled, but she didn't dare to open her eyes. Just when she was struggling with whether to pretend to be awake, the breath belonging to the man got closer and closer, so close that it touched her nose, and what was even worse was that the man called her in his hoarse voice.....

What the hell is this man trying to do?!