Lin Qinghuan has always known that what she can see now is only the tip of the huge iceberg of the Rong family.

In addition, Mu Yun has always been low-key.

Lin Qinghuan always thought that she might just be an ordinary famous family, but she never thought that Mu Yun's background was so huge.

She didn't speak, and Rong Che could roughly guess what she was thinking.

With a sigh of relief, he stretched out his hand to her.

After a while, Lin Qinghuan came back to his senses, and then consciously handed his hand to his palm.

Rong Che carefully held it in his hand, and inadvertently stroked the delicate and silky skin on the back of her hand with his calloused fingertips, and then spoke again: "Between them, the gap is too deep, my father wants to go back to live with my mother, most of the reason is that he wants to envelop my grandfather's old ministry in the military and political circles, and he may let Siyuan go back, and Bacheng also feels that it is boring to look at a person he doesn't like all day long, just find something to do for himself." ”

Lin Qinghuan: "......"

Speechless for a moment.

After a while, he continued to ask: "Is it because my mother wants Siyuan to go back, or is it ......?"

She wanted to say and stopped, but Rong Che knew it.

raised his lips and smiled, and then, he said secretly: "Maybe it will be." ”

After all, I want to see both of them.

As he spoke, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the words changed: "So, why bother, sandwiched between two people, it's sad ......"

Lin Qinghuan: "......"

When I said this, I don't know if I was distressed or complaining.

After all, the matter between Mu Yun and Rong Donglin has not been a day or two, and Rong Che is indeed indifferent now, as if nothing has anything to do with him.

But, what about before?

Before...... He probably doesn't have a good balance either, right?

So......

Is he, like her, never able to let go of these things?

However, in the end, it was a matter between his parents and a lot of political interests involved, and she hadn't even figured out her own affairs, so she naturally didn't want to be tied up in other things.

Of course, Rong Che doesn't seem to let those things become a burden to her.

After being silent for a while, he reached out and fumbled to hold her wrist, breathing a sigh of relief, and then slowly spoke: "You have to be careful...... too"

Lin Qinghuan: "......" looked up at him silently, hesitated for a while, but he was still unable to figure out the true meaning of Rong Che's words.

Raising his eyes to look at him, the beautiful eyebrows twisted inadvertently.

"You ......" opened his mouth, and he stopped talking for a long time, and finally he said it: "What do you mean?" ”

Rong Che's thin lips opened slightly, Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes were slightly constricted, and the fingertips with thin calluses casually rubbed the delicate skin on the back of her hands, and she muttered for a moment, and then said lightly: "Be careful of Song Chi." ”

Lin Qinghuan: "......"

The heart seemed to have been hit hard by something, dull, unable to restrain itself, and the rise and fall of the eyebrows became more and more obvious: "Why, why? ”

In this regard, Rong Che has nothing to hide: "He has always known your father's whereabouts, and many things are inseparable from him......"

Lin Qinghuan's eyes drooped slightly, and he was silent for a long time.

After hesitating for a long time, he spoke again: "Then why do you still let Siyuan be with him, Siyuan ...... him" Lin Qinghuan's tone was obviously a little anxious, and even, a little overwhelmed.

Rong Che pulled her wrist, held her in his arms, carefully stopped, patted her back with his broad palm, and comforted her in a low voice: "The reason why Siyuan is there is because Siyuan will not be hurt because of what he has done and what he is hiding, but ......"

You're different.

Lin Qinghuan and Siyuan, their dependence on emotions has never been the same.

So some things are nothing to Siyuan, but for Lin Qinghuan, they are likely to be fatal blows.

Besides......

"It's also because Siyuan is willing to stay with him, maybe ...... Maybe it's good for us. ”

"But ......"

Lin Qinghuan still wanted to say something, but for Rong Che, he obviously couldn't care so much: "No, there won't be but, believe me." His voice was deep, inadvertently, and a little tired.

"And ......"

His voice was deep, as low as dust.

Talking to himself, as if he was talking to Lin Qinghuan, and as if he was telling himself again: "Even if it is a family member, there will always be times when we can't see through, they may also have their own ideas, we can't control it, we can't change it, we either believe or accept, there is no other choice." ”

Lin Qinghuan was dumbfounded.

Even, the mood gradually calmed down.

Leaning quietly in Rong Che's arms, it seems that the world has never been so peaceful as it is now.

*

Song Chi Villa.

The moonlight was cold, he casually put his hand on the railing of the terrace, and with the other hand, orange-red fireworks burned between his knuckled fingers, faintly, drawing a perfect arc in the night sky, falling to the ground, scattering and splashing of sparks, and finally all disappeared into darkness.

Turning around and walking towards the room, he pushed open the partition screen between the room and the balcony.

In the room with light blue decoration colors, Rong Siyuan slept peacefully holding the ragdoll doll made by Lin Qinghuan.

The warm yellow bedside lamp was still on, soft but not dazzling.

He walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at it gently, for a long time before he got up and left.

Downstairs, the doctor and Liu's mother had arrived.

Song Chi came down from upstairs, and while sorting out his coat, he said, "I'll go out, you guys be careful, if there is anything, notify me immediately." ”

Dr. Xu and Mother Liu naturally didn't dare to say anything.

Mother Liu was originally in the Rong family to take care of Rong Siyuan's life, but I don't know why, the young master insisted that she come here, although it was the same......

But Mother Liu always felt that Song Chi seemed to be more nervous than the young master.

Every day, either he is by his side all the time, or Dr. Xu and her, anyway, 24 hours a day, there are always people around him.

But honestly, it doesn't have to be like this at all.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

After all, the little master's health is not very good, and it is natural to take more care of it.

Song Chi settled down at home and went out directly.

On the way from the villa area to the city, a black Bentley is parked sideways on the road from the villa area to the main city trunk of the city.

Song Chi's car drove over from a distance, and when he got to the car, he slowly stopped.

He didn't get out of the car in a hurry, but sat in the car and watched the person opposite lower the window before he moved again.

Unfasten your seat belt, open the door and get out of the car.

It's also deep, and there are very few vehicles coming and going to the villa, so you don't have to worry about whether it will cause inconvenience to people.

Walk in front of the car and stop, some distance from the body.

After a while, the man also got out of the car.

His eyes fell on the man's face, and he stared at it slowly, for a long time, before he sneered with his eyebrows and eyes: "Does Mr. He think so highly of me?" Are you willing to put down your body and come to see me in person? ”

Originally, I went out to see him, but I didn't expect it......

It's okay to save time and waste.

In an instant, his originally gentle and indifferent face became extremely gloomy, clenched his fists, and suddenly punched him in the face.

He Yan took two steps back forcelessly.

Behind him was his own car, and his palms were propped up on the body, barely standing firmly.

It's just that he stood firmly, and he didn't even react, and when he turned his head to look at Song Chi again, the gun in his hand was already on his shoulder.

"You ......"

However, before he could speak, he heard a thud.

The bullet passed through the shoulder, and little by little blood soaked through the shirt.

"Huh!"

He Yan sneered suddenly, then took the gun in his hand away, withdrew the magazine, and threw it directly on the ground.

Song Chi gritted his teeth and endured it, his forehead covered with dense sweat.

He Yan saw it in his eyes, but he didn't care at all.

smiled faintly, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was full of sarcasm: "Compared to your father, you are really far behind!" ”

Song Chi: "Don't mention him to me......"

"Don't mention it?" He Yan smiled inexplicably, his tone was full of doubts and puzzlement: "Why didn't you mention it?" Aren't you looking for me just for his business? ”

Song Chi: "......" gritted his teeth and endured it, and his whole body trembled from the gunshot wound in his shoulder.

"You're still too naïve!" He Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously: "You don't want to think about it, who is your father?" How could he have that senseless bond, son? Daughter? Family? Hahahaha......"

Speaking of this, He Yan couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Sure enough, it's young......"

After saying that, Bi turned around and left.

The gunshot wound on Song Chi's body had hurt so much that he gradually lost consciousness, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment, and his vision could only barely see his footsteps leaving, and even those were blurry.

"Congratulations...... What about He Ranzhi? ”

And before he mentioned He Ranzhi's name, He Yan's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Song Chi saw it in his eyes.

His arms were propped up on the ground, his hands were clenched tightly, he gritted his teeth, and reluctantly said, "The hospital will give He Ranzhi ...... Down, when you place a critical illness notice, you ...... Do you think so too? ”

He Yan stood still, hesitated for a long time, but finally walked away.

"Tell him!" Song Chi was furious and rushed in the direction he left, and said with all his strength: "I won't ...... Won't help him anymore, since he doesn't want us...... Then we will have nothing to do with him anymore, if he ...... again Dare to hurt ...... again"

However, his will could no longer support him to speak the rest of the words.

Get in the car, close the door, look up at the rearview mirror, and look at the person in the back, in his eyes, he can't tell whether it is awe or fear: "Yes, even my own son has done it." ”

"It's as if Lin Qinghuan is not my biological daughter!"

He Yan: "......"

Oh, yes.

Lin Qinghuan is also his daughter, but so many things before and after are all directed at his biological daughter.

What about my own son?