Song Yiran just lay down all night, not daring to move him at all, his neck hurt very much, and his limbs were sore and uncomfortable.

When I woke up the next day.

Huo Chenyan is no longer there.

She changed into casual clothes, and went downstairs after washing, she was very unfamiliar with Huo Zhai.

As soon as I reached the staircase, I saw a family sitting on the table solemnly.

Song Yiran's gaze was instantly attracted by the weak man.

Huo Chenyan sat in a wheelchair, coughing constantly, his face was very pale, and he didn't look like he was alive last night.

"You still know."

It was Huo Sibai's mother who spoke, Jiang Lisha, the wife of the boss of the Huo family, who has always lived in the old mansion, her temper is not good, and her vision is even higher.

"Let so many of us wait, is this the rule of the Song family?"

Song Yiran hurriedly went downstairs, she looked around, and there was no seat left for her at all.

The woman stood there a little cramped.

Huo Chenyan didn't mean to pay attention, but instead the old lady sitting in the middle motioned to the housekeeper to arrange it quickly.

"The third child, I'll just say that your wood is difficult to make fine, and your daughter-in-law is not distressed." The old lady glared at him fiercely, "Come, sit down on my side." ”

Song Yiran's heart hung in the air, she had heard too many rumors about the Huo family, and knew that this wealthy family was as deep as the sea.

No one can be trusted.

But the old lady took the initiative to grab her hand and let her sit beside her.

This move made Jiang Lisha more and more unhappy.

Her tone was not good, and she said in a weird manner: "Isn't it Song Yinyun who has a marriage contract with our third child?" How did you marry an adopted daughter, what's going on with your Song family? ”

Song Yiran didn't know how to deal with this scene, her eyes were a little cramped, and she glanced at Huo Chenyan again.

The man elegantly wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, clearly not interested in the topic.

"What, the third is married to a mute?"

Jiang Lisha is even more excessive.

"Mom." Huo Sibai couldn't listen to it anymore, he stretched out his hand and dragged Jiang Lisha with a sentence, a breakfast can't make such a heavy smell of gunpowder.

"Can't even eat to stop your mouth?" The old lady raised her head, glared at Jiang Lisha, turned her head and said to Song Yiran, "She has such a temper, don't worry about it, you are all my daughters-in-law." ”

The meaning of the old lady's words is too clear, and the words have come to this point.

"Thank you......"

Song Yiran whispered, she really had no experience in dealing with this kind of scene.

I can only say thank you.

The old lady patted her hand and said with a smile: "I don't need to say thank you, I will be happiest if I give birth to a fat boy for the third child as soon as possible." ”

When Song Yiran heard this, his ears softened.

Huo Chenyan didn't say a word all morning.

Only at this time, there was another violent cough.

Coughing made Song Yiran's cheeks red.

"I know how to be shy." The old lady smiled, and was no longer funny.

Huo Sibai, who was sitting opposite Song Yiran, stared at her for a long time, and such a delicate and soft little girl hit the tip of his heart.

If it weren't for the third uncle's daughter-in-law, it would be really hard for Huo Sibai not to be moved.

Pity.

……

After breakfast, Song Yiran didn't see Huo Chenyan again, and they didn't have time to say a word.

She also took the opportunity to go home and pack her things.

Huo Chenyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at Song Yiran's neatly folded wedding dress.

"Lose it." Huo Chenyan looked upset, and said to Jiang Li beside him.

Jiangli is going to clean up.

The man suddenly remembered something: "Let it go, let the eldest brother come back, lest Jiang Lisha really turn the world upside down in this house." ”

"Yes." Jiang Li's heart trembled, I was afraid that Jiang Lisha was too targeted at Song Yiran at breakfast.

made his own boss unhappy.

It seems that Song Yiran, this woman is not simple, she looks delicate and weak, but she didn't expect it to make Huo Chenyan think.