Chapter 689: Aftermath (2)
Before Wushuang's words were finished, Xia Jingshan raised his hand and interrupted her, "Okay, don't talk about it, let's eat." ”
Wushuang bit her lip and looked at the man beside her a little bewildered, Mu Jinchen shook her head, and Wushuang lowered her head to eat again.
Xia Jingshan put down the pickles with a few mouthfuls of porridge, "Chen'er, is there any news from Liu Yun?" ”
Mu Jinchen also put down the movements in his hand and replied, "In the morning, she made a phone call to Xia Ziwei, and our people tracked her location and locked the approximate location. ”
Mu Jinchen knew that all the news he knew was fed back to Xia Jingshan, and he didn't hide it at all, at least he still wanted to care about this matter now, and he could still care about a certain thing, which at least meant that he still had a trace of thought.
He thought about it for a while, thinking about whether he should not let Liu Yun return to China for the time being, and let the old man keep this thought, at least he could forget a little sadness for the time being.
Xia Jingshan didn't say anything more, he was lost in thought and didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't feel much when he heard that Xia Ziwei had been in the hospital all night.
Everyone's breakfast was not much, and when Su Ran arrived covered in mist, she was basically finished.
"Don't take it yet, let me eat some."
As soon as Su Ran came in, he didn't ask anything, and saw that the servants were about to remove the dishes and chopsticks, and hurriedly drank them.
At this moment, everyone was stunned, and looked at the source of the sound, only to see Su Ran dressed in simple sports clothes, holding a big bag in her hand, sitting on the edge of the dining table, and seeing everyone looking at her in a daze, she had to follow the maid on the side, "Please help me bring a pair of dishes and chopsticks, thank you." ”
The servant reacted and retreated.
"Ranran, why are you here?"
Su Ran raised her eyes and glanced at the few people around the table, she knew that the news was true, and her big round eyes instantly dimmed, "I saw the news in the morning, I thought it was ...... It seems that the message is true, what can I do? ”
Su Ran said, got up and walked to Xia Jingshan's side, put his arm around his shoulder, and said softly, "Grandpa, you still have us." ”
There is no need to say even the festival mourning, that kind of thing is too shallow, and a white-haired person can't accept the change of sending a black-haired person no matter what.
"Ran Ran has a heart, you sit slowly, I'll go back to the room first, Chen'er, I'll trouble you about the things after the death."
After Xia Jingshan said this, he stood up, and the old housekeeper quickly stepped forward to support his arm.
Wushuang tilted his head to look at the back of the faltering and many years older all of a sudden, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red again.
Mu Jinchen sighed lightly, stroked her head with his big hand, rubbed it, and hugged her into his arms, "Okay, if you cry again, your eyes will be broken." ”
He used to think that women were made of water to describe a woman who was as tender as water, but now he knows that when a woman cries, the tears are really endless, and his heart is throbbing.
Su Ran moved her body to the other side of Wushuang again, and saw that Wushuang was sad, her eyes were also red, and she completely lost her usual hippie smile, and her expression was also very dignified, "Shuangshuang ......"
Wushuang got up from Mu Jinchen's arms and looked at Su Ran gratefully, "Ranran, thank you for coming." ”
"Shuangshuang, what the hell is going on, how did my uncle say that if it's gone, it's gone? Was it a car accident? Uncle is such a good person......"
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