"Oh." Qiu Jiaying reluctantly looked at him twice, then walked out of the room, stood in the corridor for a while, she looked back at the old lady's door, turned around and went downstairs.

"If I don't look for you, aren't you going to come and see me?" The old lady took off her reading glasses and put them at the head of the bed, raised her hand and pinched her eyebrows.

In just a few days, she seems to be much older, her movements are slow, and her spirit is not as good as before.

"The doctor told you to recuperate, so I didn't come to disturb you." Luo Ziqing walked to the chair next to him and sat down, and said lightly, without the slightest guilt.

Old Madam Luo frowned slightly, but she didn't dwell on this topic for too long, "Ziqing, you can obviously go, why do you hide it from us?" I'm your grandmother, what can't I say? ”

"Everyone knows I'm not in good health, what's there to hide? As for being able to walk, I never said I was really crippled, I just imagined it.

Grandma, you dare to say, deep down, you haven't thought that if I was in a wheelchair all the time, it would be fine? Luo Ziqing's eyes turned to look at her coldly.

The person sitting on the bed was old, with gray hair, and even with desperate maintenance, the wrinkles on her face still revealed her age.

But she still doesn't accept old age, look, her physical condition can't deceive people, she doesn't want to lie in bed after all!

"What do you mean by that?" Old Madam Luo pursed her lips and looked at him, and her face turned pale.

"Didn't you hope so? Otherwise, why did you turn a blind eye to my situation in the first place? Also, you won't forget how my parents died, right? Luo Zi glanced at her lightly and asked slowly.

"At that time, the situation at home was too chaotic, I didn't take care of you, it was my fault, but the death of your parents was purely accidental, what do you mean by asking this now?" Mrs. Luo was shocked in her heart, but she pretended that nothing had happened on her face, and said cautiously.

"Huh! Grandma, do you think that if you don't say what you do, you can really hide it? Do you want me to remind you that there is a person named Sheng Hui, do you know? Luo Ziqing's tone was flat, but it could be seen from the back of his bruised hand that his heart was not calm at this time.

"Sheng Hui? I don't know what you're talking about! Old Madam Luo repeated the name, then shook her head, and said eagerly.

"I should thank you, when I was looking for someone, I was looking for a big man, otherwise I might never know for the rest of my life that my parents were killed by my own grandmother! I still have a stupid relationship with you to play the grandfather and grandson! Luo Ziqing hooked his lips and sneered, looking at the old man on the bed with his eyes like torches.

This Sheng Hui is too famous in the industry, he is a very strong person, and he is not willing to be mediocre, after doing a few big things in China, he will not stop going abroad, and it just so happens that Mu Tingcha's matter is related to him.

By chance, he heard about the old things 20 years ago, and he realized that the death of his parents was strange. When he first knew, he also thought about treating others the way he would be.

But looking at the old lady's old face, he felt that this was too cheap for her, sometimes people die is the best relief, how could he let her be relieved so quickly?

"Luo Ziqing! Don't be deceived, they just want to drive a wedge between our grandparents and grandchildren! Mrs. Luo slapped the bed board hard and said loudly.

Her heart was shaken, she never thought that this matter would eventually be known by others, she didn't want the lives of the two of them at first, she only blamed her son for being too disobedient and going against herself in everything.

In the long run, the relationship between the Luo family and the Qiu family will go farther and farther, she can't watch the Qiu family decline after her death, so she can only warn her son, but she doesn't want to, she actually wants the lives of the husband and wife.

"Grandma, it's all this time, you can still say such things? Is there a relationship between our grandparents and grandchildren? I'm afraid it's far less than your relationship with the Qiu family! Luo Ziqing glanced up at her and said lightly.

"If you think clearly, the Qiu family will do their best to help you, will others? Is it selfless help that they help you? Isn't it a plot against Roche? You can't help it with the tiger, Ziqing, you listen to grandma, don't be deceived by someone with a heart! ”

The more Mrs. Luo talked, the more she felt that this possibility was very high, not so much that she was persuading Luo Ziqing, it was better to say that she was persuading herself.

"Skinning with a tiger? Yes, with the Qiu family, it is indeed seeking skin with the tiger! Otherwise, how can I explain it, I live so well, and you can't wait to hand over the power to Qiu Jiajun!

This is what you mean by the deep love between grandparents and grandchildren? Grandma, when you are old, take care of it, and I will arrange the rest. ”

Luo Ziqing smiled mockingly, slowly straightened the hem of his clothes, stood up and walked to the door.

"Luo Ziqing, what do you want to do?" Behind him, the old lady asked angrily.

Luo Ziqing's body paused, and his indifferent tone did not carry a trace of emotion, "What do you mean by this?" Old Madam Luo pursed her lips and looked at him, and her face turned pale.

"Didn't you hope so? Otherwise, why did you turn a blind eye to my situation in the first place? Also, you won't forget how my parents died, right? Luo Zi glanced at her lightly and asked slowly.

"At that time, the situation at home was too chaotic, I didn't take care of you, it was my fault, but the death of your parents was purely accidental, what do you mean by asking this now?" Mrs. Luo was shocked in her heart, but she pretended that nothing had happened on her face, and said cautiously.

"Huh! Grandma, do you think that if you don't say what you do, you can really hide it? Do you want me to remind you that there is a person named Sheng Hui, do you know? Luo Ziqing's tone was flat, but it could be seen from the back of his bruised hand that his heart was not calm at this time.

"Sheng Hui? I don't know what you're talking about! Old Madam Luo repeated the name, then shook her head, and said eagerly.

"I should thank you, when I was looking for someone, I was looking for a big man, otherwise I might never know for the rest of my life that my parents were killed by my own grandmother! I still have a stupid relationship with you to play the grandfather and grandson! Luo Ziqing hooked his lips and sneered, looking at the old man on the bed with his eyes like torches.

This Sheng Hui is too famous in the industry, he is a very strong person, and he is not willing to be mediocre, after doing a few big things in China, he will not stop going abroad, and it just so happens that Mu Tingcha's matter is related to him.

By chance, he heard about the old things 20 years ago, and he realized that the death of his parents was strange. When he first knew, he also thought about treating others the way he would be.

But looking at the old lady's old face, he felt that this was too cheap for her, sometimes people die is the best relief, how could he let her be relieved so quickly?

"Luo Ziqing! Don't be deceived, they just want to drive a wedge between our grandparents and grandchildren! Mrs. Luo slapped the bed board hard and said loudly.

Her heart was shaken, she never thought that this matter would eventually be known by others, she didn't want the lives of the two of them at first, she only blamed her son for being too disobedient and going against herself in everything.

In the long run, the relationship between the Luo family and the Qiu family will go farther and farther, she can't watch the Qiu family decline after her death, so she can only warn her son, but she doesn't want to, she actually wants the lives of the husband and wife.

"Grandma, it's all this time, you can still say such things? Is there a relationship between our grandparents and grandchildren? I'm afraid it's far less than your relationship with the Qiu family! Luo Ziqing glanced up at her and said lightly.

"If you think clearly, the Qiu family will do their best to help you, will others? Is it selfless help that they help you? Isn't it a plot against Roche? You can't help it with the tiger, Ziqing, you listen to grandma, don't be deceived by someone with a heart! ”

The more Mrs. Luo talked, the more she felt that this possibility was very high, not so much that she was persuading Luo Ziqing, it was better to say that she was persuading herself.

"Skinning with a tiger? Yes, with the Qiu family, it is indeed seeking skin with the tiger! Otherwise, how can I explain it, I live so well, and you can't wait to hand over the power to Qiu Jiajun!

This is what you mean by the deep love between grandparents and grandchildren? Grandma, when you are old, take care of it, and I will arrange the rest. ”

Luo Ziqing smiled mockingly, slowly straightened the hem of his clothes, stood up and walked to the door.

"Luo Ziqing, what do you want to do?" Behind him, the old lady asked angrily.

Luo Ziqing's body paused, and his indifferent tone did not carry a trace of emotion, "What? Sanatorium? How could my aunt ...... Brother Ziqing, wait, what's going on? Qiu Jiaying asked puzzled.

Banluo Yuanguo wanted to go to the toilet, but when he sat up, he found a person sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

She rubbed her eyes, turned her head to look at the empty bed, and was sure that the person was Luo Ziqing.

"Why don't you sleep?" After hesitating, she walked over and asked softly.

Luo Ziqing didn't answer, just quietly looked out the window, when the weather was warm, it was a sea of roses, but now it was too cold, only sporadic branches, and it looked extremely depressed.

Yuan Guo has never understood why the entire villa has been designed to be like spring all year round, but there are only roses in that place, which is particularly obvious when the flowers are gone, she once guessed that maybe the owner of the villa loves roses and doesn't want any other green plants to disturb the beauty of roses!

"My mother's favorite thing when she was alive was that rose bush!" Luo Ziqing frowned slightly, stared at the empty rose forest in the distance, and whispered.

"If you were given a chance, would you leave me?" He asked abruptly, changing the subject.

Yuan Guo was stunned by his question, will he leave? Yes, after all, this person likes another person in her heart, and she doesn't want to be a third party.