Huo Ling didn't go in, and when Bai Su came over, he saw Mr. standing there for a long time, and then walked away quietly.

Puzzled, she walked to the door of the ward, and the sound of broken glasses came from the room, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to knock on the door.

Xie Tangyu stood up, and the arrogance in his eyes was disdainful of hiding.

In his opinion, only the weak will be angry, and they will be unable to do anything but anger.

The blood beads on Song Shenyan's hand slid down the palm of his hand and fell to the ground.

"Get out."

She was indeed too weak.

I couldn't do anything but pick up what I had at hand and throw it out.

Inadvertently, Xie Tangyu's suit sleeve was cut, and the jade button fell to the ground with a clang.

Bai Su didn't dare to come out, and listened quietly inside, both curious and afraid.

"You don't seem to have grown at all since you were a child, if you need to, contact me." Xie Tangyu placed a business card with his personal phone number on it at the top of the photo.

Bai Su listened to the sound of walking in the room, and immediately walked to the front desk in a panic, pretending not to come.

Xie Tangyu looked at the direction she left and smiled mockingly.

When the room was quiet, she sat on the floor leaning against the wall.

The ground was full of messes and embarrassing.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Huo Ling came to see Song Shenyan again.

Holding a bowl of pasta in his hand.

"Bai Su said you didn't eat anything, I'll bring you a bowl of noodles, it's very fragrant." He put it on the bedside table.

Song Shenyan closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep and ignored it.

"Get up."

"I haven't eaten for a day, do you want to be a god?" His voice intensified.

Song Shenyan slowly opened his eyes to look at him, stubborn like a donkey, and he couldn't pull it back.

"Eat." He opened the lid and the smell of the face came to his face.

Song Shenyan didn't hold up his various temptations, and almost finished eating the noodles.

In the end, I couldn't help asking, "Who did this?" ”

Huo Ling smiled a little at this time, and replied to her: "The one I used to go to when I was a child will not be open next month." ”

"Why don't you open it?" This taste should be very profitable.

"The old couple came here looking for their son, stayed here for 30 years, and just received the notice that their son had died, and they wanted to go back to their hometown to spend their old age in peace."

Hearing this, Song Shenyan's eyes instantly turned red, and his tears were like short-term pearls dripping on the quilt one by one.

"You don't want your eyes yet." He quickly pulled out two pieces of paper to wipe her tears.

"It's okay, I just feel pathetic." She also spoke in fits and starts.

After saying this, I cried even more fiercely.

Huo Ling knew that she pitied the old couple, but the tears must have been shed more for herself.

"Song Shenyan, let me ask you."

He lifted her chin with wide, cold fingers.

The nose is red, and the eyelashes are inflamed, which is even more impressive.

"Is there something between you and Xie Tangyu that I don't know?"

He asked this yesterday, but Song Shenyan refused to say it.

But today Xie Tangyu has crossed his etiquette, and it must not be a sentence of understanding that can be prevaricated.

"We're not saying don't hide it."

"You help me, I'll help you."

Huo Ling's voice was gentle, hoping that Song Shenyan would take off his guard against him.

Song Shenyan sobbed softly.

stabilized his mood and slowly told him about it.

"When I was a child, a fire burned down my home, and all my relatives died, and I lived in a welfare home for two years, and my life was miserable."

"At this time, the mysterious person sponsored me, let me continue to go to school, rented a house for me, had everything taken care of, and even found a female tattoo artist to cover up the large burn scar on my back."

"But it was only two years like this, and he didn't know why he abandoned me, and I was sent back to the welfare home until my adoptive mother found me."

"Scars?" Huo Ling was surprised.

It's not something to see in the eye.

She turned around and lifted a pair of backs.

A few delicate rose bones are waiting to be released.

The tattoo level is superb, and the ugly scar has been blocked completely.

This piece of roses is plentiful and dense.

Deceitful and intimidating.

Huo Ling immediately pulled off her clothes and straightened them out.

Song Shenyan hadn't finished reading it all for him, so he turned around and asked him, "Isn't it good-looking?" ”

Huo Ling was speechless for a while.

"It's not."

He stood up and strode out of the room.

Song Shenyan looked at the bowl of noodle soup inexplicably.

One person is in the room and the other is standing in the hallway.

Huo Ling subconsciously wanted to take out the cigarette in his pocket, but he had quit just remembering it.

Because Song Shenyan is very sensitive to these things.

In the past, even if he smelled it, he barely cared, but now that the two of them get along day and night, he doesn't smoke anymore.

Only now, the little finger aches faintly, like a mark left by the rain on a cloudy day.

The next morning, Song Shenyan changed his clothes and put those photos and things in the file bag.

Huo Ling didn't come to pick her up for something.

She hailed a car and went straight to the Hengzhong Building in Shizhong District.

A 36-storey office building located on the bustling Zhongyun Road.

"Miss Song, please come here." The front desk took her to the elevator and swiped the card by floor.

Shen Kuoye's Chenghua Fund has taken over the 20th to 36th floors of the building.

Thirty-five was the living room, and the first thing she stepped on when she came in was the soft carpet.

Walk quietly.

The staff working on the thirty-fifth floor were in charge of the reception, until her name was later and took her into a small lounge, politely asking her to wait for a moment.

About ten minutes later, the door was opened, and it was Mu Ruxing who entered.

Today she wore a dark blue career suit.

A capable, shrewd, and steady strong woman stood up at once.

Song Shenyan heard Huo Ling simply say that Mu Ruxing was from a good background, but when he grew up, his family was defeated and Shen Kuoye started from scratch.

High-achieving students, deep in the city.

"Ah Ling too, if you don't say hello to me in advance, you can only entertain you in such a humble way." She politely brought a cup of coffee and mousse cake.

Song Shenyan was a little cramped.

In the Lu family, she was wearing an expensive cheongsam, and Huo Ling was present, so she was not cowardly at all.

But alone in the face of a rich wife like Qi Jing, or a successful woman like Mu Ruxing.

She has a natural weakness.

It's uncomfortable from head to toe.

Mu Ruxing didn't understand her mentality, and took the initiative to break the silence.

"Shen Yan came to me because I have something to tell me, don't be nervous."

Song Shenyan raised his head to look at her and took a deep breath worriedly.

"Mrs. Shen, I want to get to know those wealthy ladies and other characters through you, and add a little network to Ah Ling."

Mu Ruxing didn't taunt, but he didn't answer.

Huo Ling had looked for her before.

At that time, I thought that Huo Ling had a plan by himself, but it turned out that it was not, but this Miss Song had some courage.

"It can be, but in the current circle, it is easy to get in."

"I know, but Mrs. Shen must have a way."

Mu Ruxing sighed and took out paper and pen from the drawer next to him.

He also called up his address book.

Wrote the contact details of two people.

The first is Lu Xuerong.

The second is Qu Pan.

None of them are fuel-efficient lamps.