After pondering again, Song Ci sighed invisibly.

But who else but her?

Song Ci's fingertips tapped the tabletop, supporting his chin thoughtfully.

She was thinking about something when Gao Ze called.

"Would you like to eat together today?"

His affectionate words made Song Ci's heart sick, and he made an excuse at will: "If you have a job later, you can go by yourself." ”

Gao Ze obviously wanted to say something, but Song Ci hung up mercilessly.

If he hadn't wanted to keep him and Ying Su Nan, he would have kicked this scumbag out of the company a long time ago.

She snorted softly and dialed Zhou Yong.

The communication between the two ended with a recent visit to the hospital.

After that day, Zhou Yong seemed to be busy and never saw him again.

"Hey."

The phone was answered quickly, but Song Ci heard some fatigue from his short answer.

She wrinkled her eyebrows and asked, "Have you been busy lately?" ”

Zhou Yong was silent for a long time, and then replied slowly: "I am indeed a little busy these days, and I will take the time to go to the hospital in the evening." ”

He thought Song Ci was blaming himself for not going these days.

Song Ci rubbed his forehead: "That's not what I mean, but you can come tonight." ”

Coincidentally, she could take a look at Mother Song's attitude towards Zhou Yong and try to find some clues.

The hospital near the afternoon.

Mother Song looked at the two people sitting in front of her in surprise with a surprised expression.

Zhou Yong paused slightly, and slowly opened his lips: "Mom, I didn't come to visit you because I had some things at work a few days ago." ”

He took out a series of precious medicines from behind him, such as supplements prepared in advance, and put them on the table, full of sincerity.

Song Ci added with a smile: "I've been the same these days, don't blame us." ”

Facing Song's mother's slightly thoughtful gaze, she naturally grabbed Zhou's sturdy arm, which was extremely intimate.

Zhou Yong's body stiffened for a moment, and then his face naturally bowed.

Something strange crossed his mind.

"Ah, it's fine."

Mother Song was obviously a little surprised, and looked up and down at the two children in front of her, thoughtful.

Song Wan looked at Song Ci's face that was about to stiffen with laughter, snorted, and pretended to be unaware of the apples peeling next to him.

"By the way, later, you can come here."

After chatting for a while, Song Ci suddenly waved to Song Wan like a big realization.

Hearing this, although Song Wan was a little confused, she still followed Song Ci out of the door without hesitation.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

She asked vaguely, with half an apple in her mouth.

Song Ci raised his hand to wipe the water stains on the corner of her lips, and his tone was a little serious: "I suspect that our mother knows about our divorce." ”

"What?!"

Song Wan screamed, realizing that she was in the hospital, and hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth.

She looked at Song Ci and expressed her doubts and shock with her eyes.

Was it discovered?

In this regard, Song Ci nodded helplessly and explained: "A few days ago, she asked me if I divorced Zhou Yong, although I prevaricated, but I always felt that someone told her something, otherwise with our natural acting skills, how could we be discovered?" ”

This is not to boast, the two have always done an excellent job of dealing with both parents.

can be found out by Song's mother, someone must be a hindrance.

"That's what you say, that's true." Song Wan fell into doubt, "But who is it?" ”

"I just didn't find this person, so I asked you to come out."

Song Ci put his hand on his sister's shoulder and said seriously: "I want you to go to your mother's side and knock on the side to find out where the problem is, otherwise one day we will show our stuffing." ”

Although Mother Song is now prevaricated by herself, it is difficult to guarantee whether she will come to torture her again in the future.

So Song Ci still felt that he needed to investigate this matter clearly.

Feeling Song Ci's expectant gaze, Song Wan only felt that her small body shouldered a great responsibility.

She nodded her head firmly: "Sister, don't worry, I promise to complete the task." ”

Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and rubbed Song Wan.

With her, I can rest assured.

Mother Song is usually the most accustomed to Song Wan, so it is more convenient for her to talk.

After chatting, the two went back to their room.

Zhou Yong was chatting with Song's mother with a smile on his face, and when he saw Song Ci coming back, he naturally took her to sit down beside him.

The forearm was around her waist, and Zhou Yong's eyes were a little dark.

The soft touch was transmitted to his fingertips, and he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Ci didn't notice his different look, and his mind was full of hope that Song Wan would quickly investigate clearly.

So she said that she had a job with Zhou Yong and went home early.

Late at night, almost early in the morning.

Song Ci was woken up by a piercing ringtone of his mobile phone.

She originally wanted to frown and hang up, but after seeing that it was Song Wan's call, she was stunned and picked it up.

Before she could speak, there was the sound of rapid breathing, mixed with the sound of electricity.

"Sister, I know what's going on."

Song Wan whispered to her mobile phone and explained: "I looked at my mother's mobile phone while she was resting and found a photo, but it was ......"

She wanted to speak and stopped, but Song Ci instantly sensed that something was wrong: "Go on." ”

"But don't have any bad emotions after you watch it."

Song Wan gritted her teeth and said: "I'll send you the photo now, what to do after that, sister, you can make your own decisions." ”

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci glanced out the window.

The dark night mingles with neon lights, blurring the dark sky even more.

"Didi—"

The photo was sent, and Song Ci raised his hand without hesitation and clicked on it.

An extremely clear picture jumped into her eyes.

In the white and immaculate ward, a tall man is facing the camera, with his forearms around him, and a petite woman in his arms, with a gentle expression.

And the man's face, Song Ci is very familiar.

Zhou Yong.

Song Ci took a deep breath, his hand holding the phone trembled a little, and he unconsciously enlarged the picture.

However, the woman's face was well concealed by Zhou Yi's clothes, and no features could be seen to be irrelevant.

Song Ci's expression couldn't see any expression, and he pressed the phone.

The moment the screen dimmed, a name appeared in her mind.

Jiang Zhenzhen.

It was the sick seedling Bai Yueguang beside Zhou Yong.

Not long ago, they met in the marriage room where they and Zhou Yong used to be.

Subconsciously, Song Ci felt that this woman who was surrounded by Zhou Ji was her.

It's a woman's intuition.

Before I had time to think about it, the next question followed.

Where did Mother Song get the photos from?

Almost immediately, Song Ci sent a message to Song Wan, wondering where the photos came from.

Song Wan replied quickly, but the answer made Song Ci a little disappointed.

[A strange phone call, the call was empty.] 】

But also, people who can get this kind of photo will naturally be very cautious in doing things.

Song Ci suddenly felt a little pain in his head.

What's going on......