Gu Lanchen turned his head back.

He straightened his face and frowned, "Song Yuexiu, your mouth is too mean, is my neck deformed?" I don't know how slender and beautiful my neck is! You're deformed, you're psychologically deformed, you actually let Locho stand, why don't you stand yourself. ”

"Because I'm the boss and she's an employee!" Song Yuexiu raised her chin arrogantly and said lightly.

"....... evil capitalist!"

"Are you scolding me or scolding Tong Shao or laughing at yourself?"

Tong Yanzhan looked at their bickering joy, and lowered his head over there and smiled, "Don't argue, let's go upstairs to see Ruoqing." She was in her room, accompanied by her mother. ”

There is no objection to this.

They followed Tong Yanzhan to the second floor of Tong's house.

The bedrooms of the two young ladies of the Tong family are on the east side, Tong Ruoqing's room is the second room in the east, and the first room is Tong Wanwan's.

Tong Yanzhan told them that since the death of his sister, the corridor in the east has always been restless, some maids said that they saw blood flowing from the paintings on the wall, some said that they saw the lights in the corridor flashing non-stop, and even more exaggerated, some maids also said that they saw the ghost of the third lady.....

After a few troubles, Tong Ruoqing didn't dare to live, so she moved to the empty room next to him in the west.

Tong Wanwan scolded her mother in her heart, Miss Ben is not a ghost!

Came to the second bedroom on the west side.

Tong Yanzhan knocked on the door first, "Mom, Yue Xiu has come to see Ruoqing, is it convenient for us to come in now?" ”

"Come in!" A kind and kind voice came from inside.

As soon as Tong Wanwan heard it, she knew that it was her mother Lin Zhiyang.

Tong Yanzhan pushed the door and entered.

Several others followed.

The room in front of her was originally a guest room, but now it has also been transformed into a bedroom by Tong Ruoqing, which is much smaller than her original room.

Lin Zhiyang was sitting on the chair next to the bed, wearing a beige shawl, looking a little tired.

Seeing everyone enter, she stood up, "Yue Xiu is here, and Secretary Luo is also here." ”

"Yes, I'll see how Ruoqing is." Song Yuexiu said and stepped forward and went to see Tong Ruoqing on the bed.

Tong Wanwan also took the opportunity to take a few steps forward.

I saw Tong Ruoqing lying on the bed, her eyes closed, her breath was steady but she felt very weak, and her face was bloodless.

"Auntie, I think Ruoqing's complexion seems even more ugly than the day she came back from Thailand! How so? Song Yuexiu had a surprised and worried expression on her face.

"I don't know. After coming back, the first day was fine, and the second day began to be unconscious. In addition, your Uncle Tong went to France because of the company, but I was really saddened, but fortunately, Yan Zhan was still at home. Lin Zhiyang said, and couldn't help but redden, "I don't know what's wrong with this family, bad things happen one after another." ”

"Don't worry, in addition to Yan Zhan, isn't there me, Uncle Tong is not here now, you can trust me." Song Yuexiu's tone was low and deep, giving people a sense of security.

Lin Zhiyang turned his head, calmed down for a moment, and turned his head again, "Yue Xiu, I don't know what to do these days, you see Ruoqing doing such a thing, can you-can still accept her?" ”

"I'm sure she's having a hard time, and I don't mind." Song Yuexiu said very open-mindedly.

"Thank you, Yue Xiu!" Lin Zhiyang gratefully helped Song Yuexiu's arm.

"You don't have to be outside." Song Yue curled her lips lightly and politely, and then he looked at Tong Ruoqing on the bed and suggested, "Why don't you take her to the hospital, maybe she was infected with some unknown virus in Thailand?" You can't blindly trust the gods and ghosts. There are too many magic sticks these days......"