Luo Tiegen tilted his head and said: "I don't like people to follow me when I go out, like a fart, I'm annoyed to death." ”

Song Yiqing sneered, and could always say something out of his mouth that was not suitable for his age.

After breakfast, a few people cleaned up and went to Luo's house.

As soon as the car drove into the small garden of the Luo family, an alarm sounded in Song Yiqing's mind.

"Fusu, what's going on? Is the bad guy hiding in the Luo family? ”

"Yes, host, please be careful."

Song Yiqing cautiously got out of the car and looked around at the people around her.

Wang Minglan took all the family members of the family, divided into two rows, and welcomed them.

When he saw her get out of the car, he immediately greeted her.

The men were scrambling to carry their luggage down from the car.

Song Yiqing was embarrassed, how could she find out the bad guy behind her back with so many people.

Her face was serious, and she swept over one by one.

The subordinates didn't dare to look at her, and they were inexplicably nervous when they looked at her, and they had a sense of immediacy when they looked at Master Luo.

They deliberately bypassed Song Yiqing, and they lowered their heads when they passed by her.

Song Yiqing felt everyone's alienation, and her straight face relaxed and became peaceful.

Wang Minglan took her hand and did not enter the villa, but walked back from the tree-lined path on the left side of the villa.

"I heard Tiegen say that you and Huai'an are going to move over together, I'm afraid that the two of you won't be used to living there, so I specially asked people to clean up the house in the back."

Song Yiqing followed her footsteps, walked through the corridor, and arrived at the house in her mouth.

The scale is not as large as the previous one, but the architectural style is the same, small but delicate.

Push open the door, and inside is also a magnificent European-style building.

Song Yiqing didn't expect that there was another one that was so luxurious hidden behind the house in front.

Wang Minglan took her on a tour, this house has a total of four bedrooms and three living rooms, which is more than enough for the two of them to live.

"You can stay here in peace and stay as long as you want."

Song Yiqing wanted to excuse herself, but seeing her smile like a flower, and the happiness on her face, she couldn't open her mouth.

Fang Huai'an followed her quietly, and Wang Minglan looked at him from time to time.

She had heard of his name, and since she knew that Song Yiqing was her daughter, she had investigated him inside and out.

He is calm, young and handsome, appreciated by leaders and recognized by colleagues, and is one of the few young talents. Wang Minglan was quite satisfied with him.

"Huai'an, this is Nannan's maiden home, and it is also your home, don't be restrained here."

"Yes, thank you, Mrs. Law."

"You guys pack up first, get used to the environment, and go to the front hall to eat at noon."

"Okay."

When she left, Song Yiqing immediately sat on the sofa. After last night's hard fighting, her legs were weak when she walked.

Fang Huai'an gave her a considerate massage: "You rest first, I'll sort it out." ”

Song Yiqing nodded casually.

The subordinates kept moving the things of the two of them in, and some of them were purchased for them by Wang Minglan.

The goal is to make their stay comfortable and enjoyable.

Song Yiqing took a nap for a while, woke up and stretched.

Seeing that everyone was busy, she continued to lie here uncomfortably.

The bad guy who was worried about the system alarm, and she couldn't lie here in peace.

She got up and walked halfway around the house, when suddenly there was a swearing sound from next door, as if someone was training someone.

Song Yiqing was curious and wanted to take a look.

As soon as she approached, Wang Minglan sent someone to call her over.

She had no choice but to give up and turn back.

After she left, a man looked viciously in the direction she had left and gritted his teeth, the palm of one of his fingers clenched into a fist.

He is the bad guy Song Yiqing is looking for - Huang Guoguo.

He was once Wang Zhao's subordinate, and he was supported by Feng Xiaodao, and he wanted to get ahead.

But all this was ruined by Fang Huai'an......

Wang Zhao fell, and he narrowly escaped the encirclement and suppression of the police, but broke a finger.

By chance, he learned Fang Huai'an's identity and vowed to take revenge. Only then did he enter the situation of the Luo family's current people.

On the other side, Song Yiqing followed his subordinates to find Wang Minglan.

Wang Minglan sat on the edge of the bed and was ordering someone to take out a box of things. There are red cotton jackets, plain cups, and rattles to tease children, all of which are used by children.

"Oh, you're here. Come and see, these are all things you used when you were a kid. ”

She took out a long-life lock and placed it around her neck.

"At that time, you had just turned one year old, and you were so old in a blink of an eye. But we still look good with it. ”

She burst into tears as she spoke.

Song Yiqing felt the heavy longevity lock in her hand, Wang Minglan's love for her was different from Luo Mingsheng, heavy and straightforward.

She felt that the original owner's mood had become significantly depressed, because of a missed childhood, or a family affection that she had never had.

"This is the clothes you wore when you were a year old, and you were so beautiful back then. It's like a doll in the years. ”

She said as she counted, tears falling like beads with broken threads.

Song Yiqing didn't know how to face her, and she didn't know how to comfort her.

As a mother, she could not imagine the pain of losing her child, and any words of comfort turned pale.

She made an excuse: "I'll go and check Mr. Luo's pulse first." Don't be sad, I'm not back? ”

Wang Minglan wiped her tears, and every time she looked at these things, she couldn't control her emotions.

She always weeps in front of her, which is to annoy people.

She waved her hand to let her go: "Go ahead!" ”

Song Yiqing went out, took a deep breath, and walked towards Luo Mingsheng's room.

Luo Mingsheng fell asleep from time to time and spent very little time awake. An outsider walked into the room, unaware.

Song Yiqing gave him a pulse, and most of the residual poison has been cleared, but his foundation is weak, and this poisoning has hurt the root again, and he needs to recuperate.

The only thing I am glad for is that there is no danger to my life for the time being.

She gave him a needle, which could clean up the residual poison, lift his spirits, and relieve the pain in his body.

For two days in a row, she took care of Luo Mingsheng herself.

Luo Mingsheng occasionally opened his eyes, confused, unconscious, and thought that everything in front of him was his hallucination.

He whispered in his mouth, calling Song Yiqing's nickname.

"Nannan, Nannan, Nannan......"

Song Yiqing watched him gradually improve, and finally in the early morning of the third day, Luo Mingsheng regained his senses.

He looked at the person holding the medicine bowl at the door in surprise: "Nannan, it's really you, are you here to take care of me?" ”

Song Yiqing's face was as usual, and she couldn't see joy and sorrow: "It's time for you to take medicine." ”

Luo Mingsheng took it and drank it all.

The two had a lot to say, and there were some subordinates who took care of him next to him, and Song Yiqing gave him a look and asked him to disperse everyone.