Luo Minghao was frightened by the scene in front of him. He clasped his hands to his chest, automatically forming a protective posture: "What do you mean? ”

Half of Lao Wu's side was swollen into a pig's head, blocking in front of him, preventing the police from taking people.

"We suspect that you are suspected of illegal tax evasion and poisoning and framing others, and now we want to arrest you, this is our arrest warrant."

The policeman pulled out a blank piece of paper on which the reasons for his arrest were clearly written in black letters.

Luo Minghao's eyes were gloomy: "You guys are making something out of nothing." ”

Others are in other places, and they think they are doing tax evasion without knowing it. It's ridiculous that the police in another place arrested him for this reason.

If there is no one among them, he will not believe it.

"Whether it's out of thin air or not, you'll find out when you go to the police station."

Luo Minghao knew that this was a trap for him, so he refused to go back with them: "You guys are spewing blood here!" ”

Song Yiqing couldn't get used to his repeated shouting of grievances, and retorted: "The poison I found out of your body is full of human and material evidence, what else do you have to say?" ”

Seeing that his plan was revealed, Luo Minghao panicked, took a deep breath, and forcibly calmed himself.

"It's you who want to harm my eldest brother, and now you are splashing dirty water on me, you have bad intentions."

He made something out of nothing, spewed blood, and had ill intentions, and his feelings were that the whole world was framing him.

Song Yiqing refreshed her new perception of shamelessness, she glanced at Fang Huai'an, and Fang Huai'an gave the police a signal.

The police began to forcibly lead people, Luo Minghao cried wolf-howling and struggled, and finally couldn't resist the policeman's silver handcuffs.

"You are arresting people illegally, and I will go to the police station to sue you. Sue you for colluding behind your backs and framing good people. ”

He shouted as he was dragged out of Luo's house.

Wang Minglan stood at the top of the stairs, her heart was like a knife, she was a close brother, but she didn't expect him to kill her brother.

She couldn't figure it out, but the facts were in front of her, and she couldn't justify him.

Song Yiqing put his arm around her shoulder: "Don't be sad for this kind of person." ”

Wang Minglan looked lonely and patted her on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Her movements were very light, but she accidentally touched Song Yiqing's wound, and she gasped in pain.

Lao Wu's broken glass accidentally scratched her arm, and she wore a long-sleeved black shirt today, which is not obvious if you don't look closely.

Fang Huai'an noticed her abnormality, couldn't help but say, and stepped forward to check her arm.

The contrast between the deep and shallow red marks and the fair skin is striking.

He saw it in front of him and was so distressed: "Are you injured? ”

When the wound was not found, Song Yiqing didn't feel that the wound hurt, and when she saw it, the pain instantly went up.

"I'll take you to the sanitization."

Before the two of them went downstairs, the instruments in Luo Mingsheng's room began to tickle.

"Madam, Miss, it's not good, sir, sir, he is in critical condition."

The shouts of the subordinates made everyone scramble, and Song Yiqing couldn't take care of his wounds, and went upstairs in three steps and two steps.

After Wang Minglan heard the news, she fainted.

Song Yiqing looked anxiously at Wang Minglan's position, and Fang Huaian understood what she meant: "You go to see Luo Lao first, and I'll send the old lady to the hospital." ”

The two talkers of the Luo family all fell ill in an instant, and everyone was so busy that people turned their backs on their horses.

Fang Huai'an and his wife were divided into two routes, one rushed to the hospital, and the other took care of Luo Mingsheng at home.

Song Yiqing watched the numbers on the instrument turn sharply, she didn't understand what this meant, but with Luo Mingsheng's pulse, she understood.

Luo Mingsheng really ran out of oil and dried up, and there was no way to return to heaven.

She barely managed to stabilize his situation, and the butler and the fourth elder stood behind her, waiting for her dispatch.

The only person in the Luo family who can be the head of the family now is Song Yiqing.

"If there are anyone else outside in the Luo family, call them back. Mr. Luo couldn't hold on. ”

She only hung his breath when she applied the needle, and he would die in no more than seven days.

The two of them looked embarrassed, and Luo Mingsheng's proudest and most uncontrollable son was actually Song Yiqing's younger brother - Luo Jing.

Luo Jing is Luo Tiegen's biological father. But he is not interested in the family business, and he went abroad to experience in his early years, and there has been no news.

Except for Luo Mingsheng, they couldn't get in touch if they wanted to.

They explained these situations to Song Yiqing one by one.

Luo Tiegen's small man stood outside the door, his eyes full of fear: "Auntie." ”

Song Yiqing saw him come in and hugged him.

He was young and young, and he didn't know much about life and death, but he was inexplicably afraid.

"They all said that grandpa was going to die, is grandpa really going to die?"

Song Yiqing's throat seemed to be blocked, he wanted to take care of his young mind, and he didn't know how to lie in order to hide it.

Finally, she sighed: "Tiegen, don't be sad. Life and death are the norm in the world, and we will have that day. But I believe that we will be reunited, both in life and after death. ”

Song Yiqing did not believe in ghosts and gods in her previous life, and by chance, she inherited the body of the original owner and had a systematic consciousness.

Only then did she realize that there is everything in the world. Before, she was too narrow-minded and only believed what she saw.

What you can't see doesn't mean you don't exist......

If this is the case, she wants to believe that people have souls, and after death, they can finally meet the people they want to meet.

Luo Tiegen's eyes were covered with tears: "Auntie, there are only you and me left in the house, you won't leave me alone, right?" ”

Song Yiqing held his face: "How come?" Auntie won't leave you alone. ”

He then said, "Auntie, then you won't ignore the Luo family, right?" ”

Luojia Road is in the middle, but there are still many industries with a lot of revenue. Emaciated camels are bigger than horses, and these possessions are enough to attract the covetousness of many villains.

Luo Tiegen knew that his popularity was slight and he couldn't be the master of the house. The situation of the Luo family at this time is very critical, the wind and rain are shaking, and there are many eyes staring at the back, wanting to encroach on the Luo family.

The only person he can believe in is Song Yiqing. is the only one who can support the entire Luo family.

Song Yiqing paused, taking over the affairs of the Luo family, she was not right.

She can give Luo Mingsheng linen and filial piety, but she is not suitable for meddling in the affairs of the Luo family.

"Tiegen, I'm not suitable to manage the affairs of the Luo family. What about your mom and dad? Can you reach them out and get them back in charge? ”

At the mention of his parents, Luo Tiegen's expression was lost, and his mood instantly fell to the bottom.

He said unusually firmly: "They won't come back......"

Song Yiqing looked suspicious, he could feel his inexplicable sadness.

So, she didn't ask much.

When the housekeeper and the fourth child saw this scene, they all asked: "Miss, now the affairs of the Luo family can only be decided by you." ”