Song Xingchen touched his forehead angrily, disgusted on the surface, but his heart was inexplicably throbbing at his touch.

"Leave you alone, I'm asleep." Due to the injury on her back, she struggled to drag the quilt over her head and pretend to be an ostrich.

When Leng Haochen saw it, he slapped his big palm, and Song Xingchen's head was exposed again.

"What are you doing?" Song Xingchen's little face was flushed, but his eyes were still looking at him fiercely, like a little milk cat that had been provoked.

"Angry? Come, I'll take a look at the murderous one. "I don't know for what purpose, Leng Haochen provoked her while giving her a smooth hair like a kitten, which was not good.

Song Xingchen felt Leng Haochen's index finger hook on her chin, she suddenly lowered her head and bit the man's finger, thinking that his other arm was not good yet, and only this arm could be used, so she lightened her strength.

As if grinding his teeth, he grinded Leng Haochen's fingers with hatred, Leng Haochen's eyes deepened, and there seemed to be a whirlpool in his dark eyes, which was bottomless.

Song Xingchen was puzzled that Leng Haochen didn't react, and looked up suspiciously, and found that Leng Haochen looked at his mouth with a subtle expression, and his whole aura became a little dangerous.

Feeling Leng Haochen's different emotions, she silently spit out her fingers and shouted out the door: "An An, come here, my mother wants to hear your story." ”

Leng Yi'an was with Qin Ran outside the door, and as soon as he heard his mother calling him, he immediately ran in as fast as he could.

Leng Haochen, who was on the side, was about to kiss him, but when he looked at the two of them, his heart was complicated, and a sense of jealousy arose.

However, when he turned his gaze, he saw Song Xingchen's reddened ear tips half-hidden in his hair, and his heart was clear, and his thin lips rose slightly.

The little woman who was duplicitous was shy.

Song Xingchen listened to Leng Yi'an's milky story, while feeling the warmth emanating from the man behind him, the shadow of that day and the psychological shadow left by the online violence some time ago have faded a lot now, and he is glad that he has them.

can think of Qiao Mingzhu's physical and psychological trauma before, always feeling that there is a knot that cannot be untied.

She had some questions she wanted to talk to Qiao Mingzhu about alone.

She talked to Leng Haochen many times, and Leng Haochen prevaricated with the injury on her back.

In the end, she repeatedly assured that her wounds were safe and was in a wheelchair, so she was allowed to go to see Qiao Mingzhu in a wheelchair.

When she came to the mental hospital, the dean personally led the way and led her to Qiao Mingzhu's ward.

Song Xingchen entered the room and found Qiao Mingzhu who was still asleep.

Song Xingchen looked around, quietly looking at the surrounding indoor environment, everything Leng Haochen asked her to arrange was ordinary, and even a little simple.

The dean told her that Qiao Mingzhu had just taken the medicine not long ago, and that she was still sleeping, and that she could come back to see her another day.

Song Xingchen shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'll wait for her to wake up." ”

At this time, for some reason, Qiao Mingzhu, who closed her eyes tightly, seemed to be in a nightmare, muttering something in her mouth, which attracted the attention of Song Xingchen and the doctor.

Qiao Mingzhu opened her eyes suddenly and woke up, and saw Song Xingchen not far from her, thinking that she hadn't woken up in a dream, and was a little confused.

Song Xingchen looked at Qiao Mingzhu, who had changed a lot, her shape was upright, as if the withered grass had been drained of water, and there was a world of difference between her and the proud girl of the sky before, and her heart was a little complicated for a while.

"Do you regret it?" Song Xingchen asked calmly.

Leng Haochen glanced at the two of them and left with the doctor.

Qiao Mingzhu slowly woke up, and finally determined that this was not a dream, nor was it her sleep.

"What are you doing here? Look at me jokes? She looked at Song Xingchen in a wheelchair, her eyes couldn't hide her hatred, and her godless and haggard eyes stared at Song Xingchen like a poisonous snake, as if she wanted to swallow her in one bite.

"I'm telling you, even if I'm a ghost, I won't make it easy for you." Because of the roaring and noisy all day long, Qiao Mingzhu's voice was hoarse.

Song Xingchen struggled to distinguish for a while before she understood what she wanted to express.

"I don't understand, what did I do to hurt you, you have to target me, frame me, and even kidnap me from beginning to end?" Song Xingchen frowned and asked seriously.

Qiao Mingzhu closed his eyes: "Because you are hateful." ”

"It's your mother and daughter from beginning to end, you have destroyed our family, Qiao Mingzhu, you have come to this point, and you have suffered the consequences." Song Xingchen said coldly.

After a long time, Qiao Mingzhu's closed eyes did not open.

Just when Song Xingchen thought that she was asleep because of the effect of the drug and just wanted to leave, the person on the bed finally spoke.

"Because what you get, it's what I want."

Song Xingchen turned his back to Qiao Mingzhu and asked softly, "So, whether it's yours or not, you have to rob it, right?" ”

However, all that awaited was endless silence.

"My sister ......" Song Xingchen finally asked, "Are you still alive?" ”

Qiao Mingzhu sat up suddenly: "How is it possible?" Are you crazy too? Song Nuanyang, she has died a long time ago, hahahahaha, I still win you, Song Nuanyang will never come back, Qiao's family is ruined, you will be alone in the future, when Leng Haochen doesn't want you, you will be worse than me. ”

Seeing this, Song Xingchen understood that he couldn't ask anything, and sneered: "You are wrong, my sister may still be alive, she saved An An'an." ”

After saying that, she left, leaving Qiao Mingzhu in shock and fear.

Qiao Mingzhu suddenly remembered the last time she sent someone to kidnap Song Xingchen, what did that person say in the end......

The woman......

Could it be Song Nuanyang?

No!

It's simply impossible!

Soon, screams continued to sound in the ward, and the professional pushed the door in expressionlessly, while the dean pushed Song Xingchen's wheelchair away, and at the door of the mental hospital, Leng Haochen waited for Song Xingchen with the big sun.

Through the colorful big iron gate, Song Xingchen saw Leng Haochen's figure, and the knot in his heart was inexplicably untied: "Let's go." ”

Leng Haochen took the wheelchair and said softly: "Well, go back." ”

In the first three days, Leng Haochen could still tolerate Leng Yi'an, a stinky boy, staying in the ward all day with Song Xingchen and chattering.

Waiting for the back, this stinky boy became more and more sticky to Song Xingchen, and he was tired of worshipping Song Xingchen all day long, as soon as he asked him and the nanny to go back, he pretended to be pitiful with his starry eyes and sympathized with her mother.

"Assistant Qin, tomorrow you will send Leng Yi'an to kindergarten for me, thank you for your hard work." In the evening, Qin Ran came to the hospital to pick up Leng Yi'an after a busy day from the company, and heard Leng Haochen's order.

He wailed in his heart, but on the surface he did not show it, and respectfully agreed.

In the end, he couldn't help it, and reminded him: "President, the company can't do without you, when do you plan to come back?" ”

When Leng Haochen heard this, he shook his injured arm at him: "The injury on my arm is not healed yet, I'll talk about it later." ”