Wang Minglan weighed it and said astringently, "Can I ask you to stay?" ”

She was worried that Luo Minghao would make a comeback, and she wanted Song Yiqing to stay to deter him.

Regardless of whether the two of them are rich wolves or tigers and leopards, if Luo Minghao's great business is cheaper for the Luo family, then she would rather give it to Song Yiqing.

Choosing to let her stay was also a last resort, she was exhausted, and she really couldn't support the Luo family.

Song Yiqing was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Fang Huai'an.

She was very entangled, as if there was a force in her heart that was driving her to stay, and another voice telling her not to meddle.

Luo Tiegen stood up at the right time: "Auntie, stay." Grandpa, maybe ......"

His eyes turned red, and a few tears fell.

Song Yiqing couldn't see him crying, and touched the top of his head: "Okay." I'll go upstairs to see how Mr. Luo is doing. ”

She glanced at Wang Minglan, who avoided her gaze.

She had mixed tastes in her heart and swallowed it raw.

The conscience of heaven and earth, she definitely has no heart to embezzle the Luo family's property.

Money is something outside of her body for her, and what she wants is never material abundance and enjoyment of life.

Fang Huai'an did not object to her decision, followed her upstairs and visited Luo Mingsheng.

The once powerful man is now lying there dying, which is embarrassing.

Song Yiqing probed his pulse, shallow and weak, and it was already a dead pulse.

"I guess he won't last a few days."

Fang Huai'an comforted her and hugged her in his arms: "Don't be sad, I know you did your best." ”

She nodded and told Wang Minglan the news, asking her to prepare early.

Wang Minglan's eyes were hollow, and she was only holding Luo Tiegen with both hands. If it weren't for the fact that there was a minor grandson, she would have disappeared from this world with him.

She didn't cry abnormally, but said calmly: "Got it." ”

For three days in a row, a cloud shrouded the Luo family. The subordinates acted cautiously, for fear of frowning the brows of their masters.

The Luo family did not hide the news, Luo Ming was seriously ill and was about to die, which became the biggest gossip news in the market recently.

Song Yiqing looked at the lower and lower numbers on the instrument and withdrew the silver needle in his hand.

"It's useless, I can't save him."

At the end of his life, continuing acupuncture to prolong his life was not a kind of torture for him.

Wang Minglan stayed by his bedside, touched his face, and talked about the past.

Song Yiqing retreated, leaving the room for the two of them.

The whole villa is full of people, but it is unusually quiet.

She stroked her forehead and went back to her room to rest.

Thinking of Luo Minghao, who hadn't come to make trouble in the past few days, she felt faintly uneasy in her heart, this was not like his style of acting.

Luo Minghao also wanted to go to Luo's house to investigate the situation, but he was really exhausted these days.

Mao Suqin made a lot of trouble inside, and the police had no choice but to call, at first, he prevaricated a few sentences, and then hung up the phone directly and let her cry inside.

The police were so noisy by her that they could only come to the door in person to invite Luo Minghao.

He didn't dare to get into too much trouble with the police, so he went to the police station.

When Mao Suqin saw him, she began to scold: "The old lady was kind enough to save you out, it's been so long, you don't come to save the old lady, and you don't come to see me, do you really think that if I enter here, I can't do anything to you?" ”

She has lived with Luo Minghao for so many years, and she understands his personality and the black things he does.

A few random pieces were enough for him to stay in for a few years.

Luo Minghao was extremely disgusted with her character of beating and scolding at every turn, so he looked for a gentle township behind his back.

But he didn't dare to divorce, with Mao Suqin's character, he would definitely die with him.

He laughed and whispered, "Suqin, I know you're suffering inside. I don't want you to suffer either, but we really can't help it right now. You know, I don't have that much money to get you out. ”

Mao Suqin stared at her eyes and raised her eyebrows: "That old thing is not dead yet?" ”

Luo Minghao pulled his throat and motioned to her to whisper: "But don't worry, I promise that it won't be ...... in three days."

He gestured with his fingers to a three, patting his chest and assuring her.

Mao Suqin's bad mood was appeased, and her mouth was still unforgiving: "I tell you, I'll wait another week at most." I haven't been out for a week, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing anyone. ”

Luo Minghao said patiently: "Okay, okay, I promise to save you in a week." ”

The two didn't say anything more.

Coming out of the police station, Luo Minghao was in a terrible mood.

Lao Wu and his bodyguard have been admitted to the hospital since that day, and the doctor said that they had facial allergies, and they had been injected for several days, but they still did not improve.

He had to pay for their medical bills as well as their wages.

Together, these two items are a significant expense.

He hated Song Yiqing from the bottom of his heart, if it weren't for her, he wouldn't have to worry about money at this time.

He cursed her a few words.

Song Yiqing, who was a few kilometers away, sneezed three times, and she wiped her nose.

The weather outside is getting cooler, the yellow leaves are blown off the trees by the wind, and the flowers are all gone. It seems that the benefits are all desolate.

She stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside, hugging her shoulders tightly, stunned.

Suddenly, a figure returned from outside, with a straight body and a sonorous walk.

Fang Huai'an came back from work.

Song Yiqing showed a rare smile and went downstairs to greet him.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw her waiting for him at the door, and the two looked at each other and smiled, and went to the restaurant to eat together.

Wang Minglan has been emotionally unstable recently, and she eats in her room.

Song Yiqing guessed that maybe she didn't want to share the table with her.

Luo Tiegen seemed to have grown up overnight, he said to Song Yiqing, and he obediently went back to the room to accompany Wang Minglan to dinner.

No one bothered her, and she was at ease.

After dinner, Fang Huaian and Song Yiqing went straight back to their rooms.

In the past few days, except for eating and visiting Luo Mingsheng, she rarely went out of her room.

Avoiding meeting Wang Minglan is even more to avoid suspicion.

The door was gently closed, and Song Yiqing hugged him from behind: "You've worked hard for this time." ”

"Hard for what?"

"After you run for the Luo family, there are still people who don't appreciate it."

Fang Huaian hugged her back: "I do all this to hope that you will have a clear conscience when you mention the Luo family, not that I hope the Luo family will be grateful to Dade." ”

He has nothing to do with the Luo family, and the only connection is Song Yiqing.

As for the Luo family's property, he is not rare, if he really values the material, he can directly inherit the Suzhou City Chamber of Commerce.

Why meander to fight for the Luo family's mess.

He didn't want it, and neither did Song Yiqing.