Ji Li understood, and immediately responded: "I know, but if the old man comes, I'm afraid this matter won't be hidden......"

"Hide it for as long as you can."

Lu Huaijing sighed lightly before continuing: "How is the situation for a long time? ”

Ji Li knew that he was asking about the little guy's mental condition.

Although Song Yihuan deserves to die, she is the biological mother of the little master.

Thinking of this, Ji Li sighed and said in a low voice, "Little young master...... It's hard to accept, but he doesn't cry either, you know, he's always been sensible. ”

"And he...... Did you ask anything? ”

Lu Huaijing frowned and asked.

"Not yet."

Ji Li frowned and pondered, paused, and then said, "Sir, there is actually a more important matter...... But I ...... I don't know if I should say ......."

"You say."

Lu Huaijing propped himself up and groped his way against the head of the bed.

"I just can't see it for the time being, not for the rest of my life, Ji Li, many things, I can still handle them normally."

Ji Li was stunned, and then he realized that his worries were completely unnecessary.

Lu Huaijing's reaction was so calm that he didn't even need to worry.

Or Mr. is strong in his heart.

Ji Li slandered in his heart, paused, and then said, "It's Gu Rou'er, sir, she escaped." ”

What?

Lu Huaijing's brows were tightly locked, and although a pair of ink eyes couldn't focus, they still revealed a sense of coldness.

In order to encircle and suppress Song Yihuan, Lu Huaijing arranged most of the elites outside the Shanghai Club.

didn't expect that Gu Rouer would take the opportunity to take advantage of the loophole.

"I'm sorry sir, but I didn't take a good look at people."

Ji Li bowed deeply and admitted his mistake: "You punish me, sir, it's all my fault, I didn't find out at the first time, and by the time we found out, Gu Rou'er had been away for a long time." ”

Although Lu Huaijing couldn't see it, he could still judge Ji Li's movements at this moment by his voice.

He raised his hand, and his voice was cold:

"You are indeed negligent, but I am also responsible, if you really want to blame, blame me for underestimating that woman too much."

Being able to survive in the kind of red light district in Southeast Asia, and even being able to spread rumors in front of the media, is not only because of psychological strength.

Gu Rou'er is like a cockroach that can't be killed.

No matter how she ravages, she can always find a way to escape.

"Sir, I have sent for her, now, what are we going to do?"

"Protect Nanyan, and don't leak the news for the time being."

Lu Huaijing replied without thinking: "Gu Rou'er and Song Yihuan, to a certain extent, are the same kind of people, they will never reflect, they will only attribute everything to others. ”

He frowned slightly, and analyzed seriously:

"I guess that Gu Rou'er can come back, and Song Yihuan's help is indispensable, she will definitely cheer up her spirit when she escapes this time, if we force it too hard, I'm afraid that she will jump off the wall in a hurry, and when the time comes, Nanyan will be in trouble."

Ji Li nodded and agreed: "I know, I will tell the people below about this." ”

……

At the same time, inside the ward.

Nanyan sat on the bed and read a book, but the door of the ward was opened.

Seeing two familiar figures appear at the door, Nanyan saw this and immediately put down the book in surprise.

"Grandpa, for a long time?"

"Aunt Nanyan!"

The little milk dumpling rushed over first and threw herself into Nanyan's arms.

He rubbed her arm, a pair of big watery eyes, and kept looking deeply at Nanyan.

It's just that, for some reason, Nanyan actually saw a trace of complexity in his eyes that didn't belong to his age.

That fleeting emotion made Nanyan a little trance:

She even wondered if she was wrong.

"Long Time ......"

The gentle hand gently caressed the little one's cheek, warming his heart in disguise.

"This little guy has been thinking about you."

Old Man Lu walked steadily to Nanyan's bedside on crutches.

"Grandpa, sit down."

Nanyan raised his hand and motioned for the nurse on the side to bring the chair over.

"Don't be busy, I'm not that weak now, it's not a big problem."

Old Man Lu waved his hand and let everyone else go out.

"How does it feel?" The old man was the first to ask with concern.

Nanyan showed a relieved smile and said, "I'm fine, grandpa, don't worry too much." ”

"Alas......"

The old man sighed and said in a deep voice: "Nanyan, your mother's matter, grandpa is really sorry, he didn't find out this matter in the first place, let you suffer so much, and let your mother also suffer injustice......"

Old Man Lu still mentions this matter, and he is very guilty.

Nanyan shook his head and comforted: "Grandpa, don't think about it too much, if it weren't for you, my mother wouldn't have been sent to a nursing home, and the last period of her life was because of you that she would be so well taken care of." ”

At the beginning, Nanyan was imprisoned by Lu Weiyan, and he couldn't take care of himself, let alone take care of his mother.

Fortunately, Mr. Lu left a message, otherwise, maybe my mother would have been poisoned by Song Yihuan.

Although, in the end, she still ......

A trace of sadness flashed in Nanyan's eyes, but she was quickly suppressed by her.

She took the opportunity to stroke the head of the little milk dumpling to hide her gloomy emotions well.

But the little guy in his arms suddenly opened his mouth:

"Aunt Nanyan, I'...... I'm really sorry for my mommy apologies for you......"

As he spoke, he stood up and bowed solemnly to Nanyan.

Nanyan was surprised and hurriedly tried to pull him, but the little guy took a step back.

A small face, handsome facial features, but full of sadness different from this age.

"For a long time—"

Nanyan just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by the little guy.

"Aunt Nanyan, I'm not young anymore, I know many things, I know that my mommy has done a lot of things that are sorry for you and hurt your relatives, but she still doesn't repent, since I am Mommy's child, I have the obligation to apologize to you."

The little milk dumpling said, and once again solemnly bent towards Nanyan.

But this time, Nanyan stopped him.

"You don't need to apologize for anyone."

Her tone was very firm, which made the little milk dumpling look up in surprise.

"But my mommy ......"

"Song Yihuan is Song Yihuan, you are you."

Nan Yan's expression was cold, and he directly pulled the little guy in front of him.

"For a long time, why do you apologize for others? You also know, Song Yihuan, from beginning to end, didn't feel that she was wrong! ”

Such a person will not repent until death.

The little milk dumpling was stunned, he opened his mouth, and seemed to be a little incredulous: "But...... People say, father pays debts, I am Mommy's child-"

"No, for a long time, you are yourself, not anyone's subordinate!"